Chapter 64: If I could, I'd want to do that sort of thing with you too. _2

Zhao Wenjie shook his head, "Not very good."

When a psychiatric patient says they're not very good, it may not mean they're actually not good—by the standard judgment of a normal person.

Gu Ran wasn't in a rush and still asked calmly, "What's not good?"

"The sun." Zhao Wenjie looked out the window.

"The sun?"

"The sun is losing its power."

A new delusion?

Gu Ran pondered for a moment before tentatively asking, "Is the sun losing its power affecting your practice of Inner Strength?"

"Exactly." Zhao Wenjie nodded, "Before, if I persisted for half a jiazi, I could become a supreme master, but now, let alone half a jiazi, even a hundred years are not enough. The scariest thing is the sun continues to weaken, 'a hundred years' might become 'a thousand years', 'ten thousand years'."

"Then you have no hope, do you still plan to practice?" Gu Ran asked.

Zhao Wenjie showed hesitation and didn't answer.