Chapter 1207 The Nirvana Pool

A heavy atmosphere weighed upon him, as though the intricately sculpted Bodhisattva statues surrounding him were glaring with an intensity that made him feel vulnerable. "Oh, my! Master Yong is burning up! Is he coming down with a fever?" the wet nurse exclaimed, her worry evident. Zhou Yong was often a handful, but it was rare for him to fall ill.