"Are you okay?"
Wu Kuifeng looked at Liang Yan, who was slumping in the chair. With his level of cleanliness, he would never be lying on the table like this if he could still control his body.
Liang Yan buried his head down, and upon hearing the question, didn't speak or lift his head, just shook his head.
"They all went out to catch someone. Now, it's just me here."
After hearing Wu Kuifeng saying this, Liang Yan finally slowly lifted his head.
No matter how many times he saw it, Wu Kuifeng found it hard to believe how quickly a person could age this way.
The current Liang Yan, although he suddenly seemed the same at first glance, had fine wrinkles already appearing at the corners of his eyes and forehead, and the skin on the back of his hands had also become much thinner.
"Does using your ability have such a severe side effect?" Wu Kuifeng completely couldn't comprehend it. In fact, even now, he found it hard to believe in the existence of such a thing as "superpower."
