Song Jinyan didn't know how he had eventually emerged from the study. He stood alone in the courtyard, unaware of how long he had been there until Songshan approached, calling his name several times before he snapped back to reality. Once he did, he felt an icy chill throughout his body, cold to the bone.
It was as if something was seeping out from his very marrow, causing a frigid air to emanate from head to toe.
"Big Brother, what's wrong with you?" Songshan asked, his face filled with concern.
Having known Big Brother for so many years, Songshan had never seen him look this terrible. His pallor was frightful, standing in the courtyard like a statue of ice, unmoving for over half an hour. Songshan found it unbearable to watch and finally stepped forward.
"I..." Song Jinyan pursed his lips, intending to say he was fine, but the truth was, he wasn't fine at all; something significant was troubling him. "I have a problem."
