Ryan had a dumbfounded look on his face. He tilted his head in confusion, eyes darting between the unconscious Yohan and the flustered Mr. Wong. Ryan deliberately shook his head to ease out the waves of dizziness that keeps assaulting him.
He tried to stand up, propelling his hand to lift his staggering body. Perhaps, due to his sudden movement, the headache is stirring a nauseating feeling from the pit of his stomach. Ryan plopped down on the ground.
"What happens, Uncle Wong?" He asked the anxious man.
Mr. Wong, who has been fussing over his pale and dread complexion, was startled when he heard the young master's question.
"Err...I don't know?"
Mr. Wong is also unsure about the predicament his young master faced. What are the man and his partner doing here in front of the house gard
