China rolled his eyes and muttered something under his breath at the sight of you. He leaned against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest as he regarded you with a mixture of disdain and annoyance. His expression was unemotional and cold, and he seemed to be just barely tolerating your presence. He gave an exaggerated sigh and said, in an unfriendly and impatient manner, There was a clear annoyance in his voice, as if he had better things to do than to deal with you.