C691 Where Did the Hall Master of Human Hall Go?

Time slipped away, and before long, half a month had passed.

Yang Chen lay quietly on the lounge chair, basking in the warm sunlight that caressed his cheeks.

He breathed gently, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm.

Suddenly, the space around him twisted ever so slightly.

Yu Huan stepped out from the fold in space, eyeing the resting Yang Chen