C86 He was hesitant.

Le'an tightly held onto Zhao Mohan's arm and refused to let go.

"Your health is more important. Let's go back." Zhao Mohan said lightly. Although he wanted to pull his arm out, Le'an was so tight that he couldn't move at all.

"It's okay. Le'an has this old problem. As long as you rest for a while, it won't hurt anymore. We won't be late to go out."

Although it was Zhao Mohan who said it