Zhu Tong and Zhang Jin remained silent watching from the side.
As of now, Bai Ling's identity should remain concealed as much as possible.
Even if she were still a candidate, she could not possibly compete with the forces of the Celestial Capital.
The Celestial Shadow Guard continued to block persistently until a cough was heard again from inside, followed by the door opening.
Everyone was astonished, Liu Gu almost bent over to give a salute, but was stopped by a glare from Zhu Tong and then remembered.
"Young girl, I've been sick for a long time, I'm afraid it's beyond healing." The person who pushed open the door was Zhong Nan.
Compared to a year ago, his condition had worsened.
Now, he was emaciated, his skin covered in age spots, with increasingly sparse gray hair at the temples.
He sat in a wheelchair, smiling, and said to the Celestial Shadow Guard: "You may leave now."
The Celestial Shadow Guard glanced at each other, then looked at Zhang Jin.
