"Gong Juechen." Ye Zhi didn't immediately enter Gong Juechen's tent. She just stood outside and called out.
Seeing that Gong Juechen didn't respond, she called again, "Gong Juechen."
When there was still no response, Ye Zhi stopped calling and went straight to lift the tent flap and walked inside.
As soon as she entered, Ye Zhi found Gong Juechen sitting cross-legged on the ground, completely expressionless.
"There's a chair and you're not sitting on it, yet you're sitting on the ground?" Ye Zhi said, walking toward Gong Juechen, clearly exasperated.
Gong Juechen didn't speak. He continued to sit there, his enchanting face devoid of any emotion, and his peach blossom eyes were utterly vacant.
Seeing that Gong Juechen neither spoke nor looked at her and still maintained his lifeless demeanor, Ye Zhi bent down, waved her hand in front of him, "Hey! Snap out of it, Gong Juechen!"
He remained the same.
