Xuan Bing was gone, but the days went on, and people still needed to eat. Ye Xiao had a bite on the hot steamed bun, and he started to recheck his spiritual mind. Ye Xiao was sure he had seen the stele yesterday and the image of Wood Space. He didn't understand why he couldn't now.
However, when he just started to check on it, he was stricken by the irresistible sleepiness again. He tried to resist it, but his resistance only lasted for a short time. After that, he lied on the table and fell asleep. He didn't even swallow the steamed bun in his mouth.
"Holy hell! What is the matter?" Han Bingxue was shocked.
He hurriedly carried Ye Xiao to the room and checked on him again and again, but only to find him alright.
The problem was that no matter what he did to Ye Xiao—scream at him, shake him, slap him on the face—Ye Xiao didn't respond!
Han Bingxue had no idea what to do, so he just kept sighing.
He was totally worried and at a loss about what Ye Xiao was going through.