The following day, Mo Yinan makes his move.
His entire body is helplessly sore, weakness bone-deep.
Ah. They had definitely gone overboard the night prior and Mo Yinan savors his escapades without regret. The pain he feels now is nothing. In fact, when it comes to plain, Mo Yinan fears it none, after to shoulder whatever it is that would befall upon him with relative ease. Even if his guts were hanging out of his stomach, he'd still be able to act like nothing happened.
So in hindsight, he feels rather comfortable despite his ails and Damien's complaints.
And thus, Mo Yinan takes settles in the cafeteria.
