He wasn't sure what it was about this whole thing that froze him entirely. It was the strides, the confidence, the eye contact. The way he looked at him, it almost made him shiver. It reminded him of how he felt any time he looked at that Xue Yang psycho. There was a coldness to it, even with the almost playful tone.

When the fan hit him, he winced and held still, his face really hurting. It was embarrassing. If he reacted in pain, he would show weakness. So he had to act unbothered. "Didn't hurt. Barely felt it." Ow.