"Second Brother..."
Shang Ruyi's voice was very soft, amidst the din of the Water and Land Dojo, it was as thin as a mosquito whisper, easily overlooked in a moment of distraction.
But she knew, Yu Wenye must have heard it.
Yet even if he heard, he had no spirit to respond, still kneeling there woodenly, as if his whole being's spirit had departed, leaving only a bit of lingering sentiment tethered to his body, allowing him to persist in soberly enduring all the grief.
At this moment, someone lifted the curtain, Shang Ruyi turned to look, it was Jinyun.
Her complexion was also exceptionally pale and haggard; she looked at Yu Wenye for a while, then softly said to Shang Ruyi, "Young Madam, you should go and persuade Second Young Master. In this state, with grief in his heart, he'll drive himself into a serious illness."
"..."
Shang Ruyi was silent for a while, then said, "Persuading him at this time, he wouldn't listen."
"But—"
"Let's leave it as it is for now."
