The empty boat circled inside the Water Prison for several hours.
It kept circling from dawn until nightfall.
Fortunately, Si Yifan's boat was fully equipped, so even without a trace of light in the sky, they could keep following the other boat.
Ever since they had begun following it, Yang Qing had sat cross-legged at the bow without moving.
From a distance, he looked like a stone statue, utterly motionless.
"Go persuade the Young Master to at least get up and eat something." Si Yifan could not bear to watch.
He truly had not expected Yang Qing to disregard everything else once he became serious.
Bu Er and Jiang Zhizhou both shook their heads. "We can't. No one can disturb him when he's thinking."
Besides, Yang Qing had already said that truth and illusion were difficult to distinguish in the Void Formation. A moment's inattention might cause them to miss something crucial.
So even though Bu Er and the others worried deeply about Yang Qing's health, they dared not approach and disturb him.
They feared disrupting his train of thought.
Seeing their response, Si Yifan could only push his worries down into his heart.
Fortunately, another hour later, Yang Qing stirred and finally stood up again.
But he had been sitting for too long, and once he stood, his whole body swayed.
Bu Er hurried forward and caught his arm.
Meanwhile, Jiang Zhizhou helped him slowly circulate his internal energy through his limbs and bones, easing his physical discomfort.
Only after a good while did Yang Qing's rather pale face gradually regain its normal color.
"How did it go? Did you discover anything?"
Although Si Yifan, Bu Er, and the others had followed Yang Qing's lead in watching the empty boat's course, all they had noticed was how unpredictably the