He pulled out his phone, turned a segment of text he had input into translation software, and handed it to Haid.
"I need to rest for a while. Wait outside the car and don't disturb me."
Haid took it with both hands, quickly nodded in understanding, and then promptly returned the phone to Chen Yan with both hands.
When he looked up, he met Chen Yan's gaze.
Haid immediately noticed something off about his master's condition.
His face was as pale as paper, even his eyes couldn't hide the deep fatigue, as if he had stayed up for several nights, severely draining his mental energy.
Looking quite... weak?
But after feeling the cold indifference in Chen Yan's eyes, he suddenly shivered, quickly withdrew his gaze, and lowered his head, not daring to look again.
Chen Yan got onto the car, and Haid got off. But before the car door closed, Chen Yan suddenly retracted his hand from pressing the close button.
