Chapter 291: Chapter 292: She Just Can’t Get Over It
Having confird Xiao Tan’s appearance, Su Yan kept her head lowered, swinging her legs and not saying a word.
After a while, she finally raised her head and looked at Xiao Tan with a flicker in her eyes, whispering an apology.
It was her insistence that made him take off his mask, displaying his ugly face in front of everyone.
She believed that her actions had severely hurt his self-esteem.
Although he appeared completely unconcerned, she could not help feeling guilty.
Ask yourself, does a person wearing a mask truly not care about others’ opinions?
If they didn’t care, why would they wear a mask?
Hearing her apology, Xiao Tan was slightly taken aback, but he didn’t say anything.
The smile in his eyes grew more intense. This woman was indeed as kind as ever…
Under Mo Chen’s insistence, they all sat down and rested for a long ti.
Finally, an old woodcutter ca down from the mountain. He carried a large bundle of kindling on his back, walking with so difficulty, but his steps were steady nonetheless.
Seeing the group, the old woodcutter was montarily startled before continuing on his way, planning to ignore them.
As he passed by, Mo Chen flicked his fingers and the rope tying the branches snapped with a pop.
The branches on the old woodcutter’s back cascaded to the ground, nearly toppling him over.
He was montarily stunned, seemingly not expecting the rope to break so suddenly, then imdiately began to scramble to pick up the branches.
“Go help,” Mo Chen said indifferently, and Shen Wu imdiately ran over to help the old man gather the fallen branches.
Seeing this, Su Yan also went over to help.
After they had retied the branches, the old woodcutter was sowhat tired, panting as he sat down to rest by the side of the road.
Mo Chen then stood up and walked over leisurely, sitting next to the old woodcutter and asking with a warm smile, “May I ask, they say there is a ghost on this mountain; why do you still co here to chop wood?”
The old woodcutter glanced at him, a slight look of surprise in his eyes.
He probably had never seen a man so handso.
“You also know there’s a ghost on this mountain; why did you co up here?” he countered.
Shen Wu crouched down, proudly saying, “We’ve co to hunt the ghost.”
“You?” The old woodcutter glanced at them, letting out a derisive snort.
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