Returning to the small courtyard.
It was already past 5:00 PM, and the sky began to darken gradually.
Three classmates invited Shen Han to have dinner together, but Shen Han gently declined.
After sitting in the house for a while, he went to the yard again and sat on a stone chair.
After sitting for a while, he stood up again.
He paced back and forth in the yard as if appreciating the entire courtyard's appearance.
In Su Zhensheng's eyes, the incredibly composed Shen Han seemed a little flustered at this moment.
Although he tried hard to cover it up, a trace of it could still be seen.
"Injured, shouldn't you rest well in the house?
Why are you pacing back and forth in the yard like this?"
A familiar gentle voice fell beside him.
Shen Han could still maintain some demeanor, keeping a calm appearance.
"Thank you for your concern, Moon Bamboo Peak Master, it's just some minor injuries, it's nothing serious.
