C273 Discomfort That Chuunibyou Young Man!

In just a few days, Jing'an had become so emaciated that his face was as small as a palm, pale and gaunt, making his eyes appear alarmingly large. They were dark and lifeless, casting a gloomy shadow that was unsettling.

When Chu Jiuge entered the room, there was no trace of any unpleasant odor, and no servants were around. Jing'an lay there like a corpse