"Senior... Senior?" After some hesitation, Ye Qingyu drew closer and tried calling out to him again.

There was still no response.

Under Ye Qingyu's watchful gaze, over the next dozen breaths, the retired emperor's body lay on the ground, as still as a corpse. No matter how many times he tried to call out to him, he did not receive a response, nor did he react at all.

The closer he got, the clearer the retired emperor's body became.

The body on the ground looked to be ...