"Good... what is good?"
With his back to him, Chen Yi's indifferent expression could be sensed through Wu Shiju's voice. When something shocking suddenly confronts a person, it seems the senses become interconnected and indistinguishable. Eyes can hear sounds, and ears can see things. In this moment, even the oldest person regains a childlike heart. After all, when infants curiously examine the world, they cannot differentiate between their hands and feet.
Seeing no response from the man, as if the answer was self-evident, Wu Shiju finally focused his eyes and asked again, "What is good?"
Chen Yi glanced sideways, saying, "I am a Yu Ren."
