Aiden Feng frowned in confusion: "What did the Imperial Master say?"
"Prince Ming's body has been damaged. If he is not treated now, he will inevitably become weaker and follow my old path." A faint smile lingered on Lu Dan's beautiful lips. He extended his index finger, slowly lifted Aiden Feng's chin, and looked into the depths of Aiden Feng's black eyes: "For some reason, I am full of anxiety about Dong Fan's future. Disaster is coming, and Dong Fan may not be able to escape this disaster. But I believe that Prince Ming will be able to protect the king. For the king, Prince Ming must be safe. In these last few days, I will use the rest of my life to restore the lost vitality for Prince Ming."
"No!" Aiden Feng took a step back, stared at Lu Dan with wide eyes, and shook his head: "I don't want it! You are not allowed to do this."
He knew that at least part of what Lu Dan said was true, because after the Battle of Aman River, his body was indeed weakening. That was why Landon Rong made a fuss every time he had a minor cold or cough, and often grounded him.
But this does not mean that he can feel at ease using other people's precious lives to repair his own vitality.
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