Nothing particularly special about him...
Frowning, Chiba studied the boy reflected in his eyes. Like everyone else, he wore rough burlap clothes. The only difference was perhaps the round cap on his head, seemingly patched together from scraps, and the equally patched scarf around his neck that covered up to his lower lip. A trace of doubt flashed through Chiba's mind.
After that initial doubt, Chiba could not help examining the boy named Yu Ze more closely. Perhaps because the poison had been neutralized and his complexion was gradually returning to normal, the face Chiba had not paid much attention to before now looked remarkably handsome. Though there was always a frosty air around his brows and eyes, his features were handsome yet gentle, even somewhat delicate. If his lips had been redder and his teeth whiter, people might have mistaken him for a girl when he went out.
Other than that, though, there was nothing special about him. His every movement was that of an ordinary person. He was even thinner and frailer than Zong Mi and the others, almost skin and bones. Leaning against Zong Mi now, Chiba could not help wondering whether Yu Ze could even stand up.
Strange...
This Yu Ze... he should not be like this. He should not...
At the same time, as he continued looking, Chiba's brow furrowed tighter and tighter, and that faint doubt in his heart gradually grew stronger.
At this moment, his mind was slowly filling with disbelief.
"Thank goodness! That was far too dangerous. If it hadn't been for Chiba, you might have..."
Zong Mi, however, did not have all the doubts Chiba did, nor did he notice Chiba's confusion. To him, Yu Ze waking up was neither something that should not have happened nor anything strange. As long