Beichen Rui looked at the face he had punched, and leisurely spoke, "Sorry, I'll be more careful next time."
Even though he said that, there wasn't a hint of apology on his face.
Mo Han had three black lines descending on his forehead; today was definitely his unlucky day...
Damn it...
Whatever the consequences, this time it's for real. Mo Han had trained before, so if he really went all out, he wouldn't be beaten too badly.
For a moment, the two got into a fight, almost inseparable.
During the fight, there were several muffled groans and Mo Han's cries for mercy.
Ten minutes later...
The two sat on the chairs, and Beichen Rui handed him a bottle of water.
"Thanks." Mo Han took the water and gulped it down, "Boss, can I go back now?"
If they kept fighting, he'd end up in the hospital. There wasn't a single place on his body that didn't hurt.
After the fight, both of them were bruised, but Beichen Rui kept his word and didn't hit his face again.
