Yan Suizhi and Gu Yan both froze for a moment, turning their eyes over to him.

"Do you need something?" Yan Suizhi asked him gently.

However, Ke Jin seemed only to be finding a spot to zone out at. He didn't immediately open his mouth, nor did he even spare the other two a glance. He merely lowered his gaze.

Shortly after, Joe came over too.

"Gu? Have you seen—" Joe stopped midway, for he had already spotted Ke Jin who was seated down.

He let out a long sigh of relief. "Christ... what brought you over here?"

Ke Jin still didn't respond.

Joe didn't mind. He simply took a seat over on this side as well.

There was no difference in class in his private space shuttle, simply that some of his friends preferred silence, whereas some preferred making merry, so this accommodated their habits.

Joe, "Not going to play poker with them next door?"

Gu Yan shook his head. "I'll rest here for a while, I have to follow up on a case later."

"How about you?" Joe asked Yan Suizhi, "You're his intern, right? Does he still seem human when he's being strict?"

Yan Suizhi chortled.

When it comes to strictness, the esteemed Professor Yan himself had more to say than anyone else, including Gu Yan in the past.

Joe continued to add, "He completely inherited the style of that dean. Oh, that's not quite right, I should say your former dean. I'm not from the law school, but even I have heard of it. Every time it came around to the university research review, there would be mountains upon mountains of corpses. It was very, very tragic."

Yan Suizhi, "..."

Gu Yan, "..."

Slinging mud at two people in one stroke.

Joe, the little fool, didn't understand the meaningful glint in the eyes of his friend and his 'intern'. When he saw that Yan Suizhi didn't say anything, he just assumed that the other party was being overly formal due to it being his first time joining such a gathering of strangers.

So, the warm-hearted young master enthusiastically sniped at Gu Yan without reservation, trying to help the intern relax. "The key difference is that your Dean Yan had a graceful bearing and was always with a smile; he gave off a very likeable impression. Gu is different. He's a man who lives in a freezer; the only thing he leaves behind is a fearsome reputation."

"Didn't you come to take Ke Jin next door?" Lawyer Gu flatly began to drive him off.

Joe shook his head. "We'll just stay here for a while. I can tell that he really likes the vibe here."

Being able to tell whether or not a person devoid of expression and speech liked something was only possible with a certain level of understanding.

"Didn't you say the doctor advised you to expose him to livelier settings?"

"It's not quite about liveliness. The doctor advised that it was more suitable to put him in a more laid-back environment," Joe said.

As they spoke, Ke Jin's gaze had imperceptibly strayed away, landing on the coffee in front of Yan Suizhi, staying there for an unknown length of time.

"Do you want some?" Yan Suizhi asked him.

There still wasn't any response. His eyes didn't even blink.

"He hasn't said anything in a long time," Joe explained to Yan Suizhi before pressing the service bell by the side of the sofa. "Uncle Chang, could you have someone send a cup of coffee here? For Ke Jin."

The coffees prepared for Ke Jin were special. Rather than coffee, these actually had very little added flavour; the cup was almost all milk and much milder in taste than a latte.

He looked at Ke Jin for a moment. When he saw that the other seemed as usual, he averted his gaze and continued to speak to Yan Suizhi. "No matter who it is or what is said, the greatest feedback he has given anyone is to look the other in the eye."

Yan Suizhi had actually visited Ke Jin once, but that was when his condition was at its worst. His entire person looked emaciated. He was insomniac through the nights and thin as a match. He was as easily startled as a bird by a bow.

Afterwards, Joe took him out of the hospital, so it wasn't as convenient to drop in for a visit.

Therefore, Yan Suizhi wasn't aware of how his condition had progressed. He only felt that Ke Jin looked much better now than he had then; it was clear that he was being quite well cared for.

"At first, he wouldn't speak even when his condition flared, so there was no way of finding out what the cause of his breakdowns was. But he started repeating a few simple phrases in the past half-year," Joe said. "The doctor sees this as progress. Still, he is always very quiet outside of these flare-ups."

"What would he say? Is it like today?" Yan Suizhi asked.

Joe didn't go into the specifics, glazing over it. "Pretty much. Sometimes denials, or repeated apologies; they all concerned that case from before."

The fugitive had yet to be found even to this day. The general consensus was that he should have undergone genetic modification surgery.

Genetic modification was regulated in the alliance. Only authorized hospitals could perform surgeries of this nature, and Spring Ivy Hospital was among them.

The reason for regulating the procedure was to prevent problems such as criminals escaping and concealing their identity.

However, reality fell far short of the richness of perfection.

As long as civilization existed, there would always be a black market. Grey channels could always be found if one was so inclined.

There were ways to detect traces of genetic modification. However, they were cumbersome and subject to a certain range of error. The base cost was also very high, so it was unlikely to be widely available.

This gave people opportunity.

The rich second generation's mood turned sour at the thought that that person could have changed his identity and name, living freely in the world under a different guise. "Forget it, let's drop the subject. I will find him eventually."