When Ye Wan and Lu Changchuan rushed to the bar's private room, they saw the travel-worn Gu Qichen as soon as they pushed the door open.
It had only been just over a month since they last saw him, but Gu Qichen looked as if he had aged ten years, weary and haggard.
His originally calm and controlled eyes were filled with emptiness, a single glance made it seem as if his soul had vanished.
There was almost no flesh on his cheeks, his cheekbones were prominently protruding.
His face looked like it had been ravaged by ultraviolet rays in high plateau areas, both dark and yellow.
Compared to the radiant Ye Wan, he looked more like someone who had survived extreme wild survival for 30 days.
"Did you go fleeing from famine?"
He glanced at Qin Chizhou and Ai Xiaomi, which counted as a greeting.
Lu Changchuan walked over and sat down next to Gu Qichen.
"I have searched..."
