Kapitel 63: Chapter 63; What kind of a tragedy is this?

"Why aren't you focused?" Mo Han turned around and gazed at him worriedly, he seemed to be occupied and confused.

He gently massaged his forehead trying to alleviate his pain and stop it from swelling.

"Hehe, I just didn't expect you to stop walking all over suddenly." He gently brushed him off as he stepped away, maybe sometimes it was too much to indulge in his care and pamper and more so being in the hallway so openly.

It was embarrassing enough that he had knocked into him so carelessly, but now rubbing his forehead so openly, he blushed feeling more embarrassed. His eyes darted around the hallway and could see workers walking around.

"I will get a glass of water...." His hoarse voice excused himself as he dashed away like a rabbit being hunted.

"What's the matter with him?" He frowned while he withdrew his hand back, his forehead creased as he gazed at the direction he had vanished to.