C177 Ziche Niandao Who Was in a Sorry State

Yun Chen was lounging on the rooftop, eyes closed, soaking up the sun's rays. The warmth, coupled with the occasional gentle breeze, was sheer bliss.

"Your Majesty, you have a call!" But just then, a ringtone pierced the tranquility.

Yun Chen's eyes snapped open, confusion flickering within them. Could it be his mother summoning him for dinner? That seemed unlikely