Hearing this, the underlings exchanged glances, then all eyes turned toward the lad who had spilled the hot water. The kid's face turned white, and he immediately began bowing repeatedly, "Brothers, give me some face, please."
Just thinking about it, Tang Ziyue's eyes flew open; first he reached back to hold his aching head.
"Where am I?"
Tang Ziyue asked, following which he widened his eyes and then clutched his face, "Ow, ow, ow... my face hurts so much!"
Hearing this, a few brothers of the Fishing Guild exchanged glances, and a quick-witted one immediately said, "Mr. Tang, you're finally awake. The Gang Leader's been worried sick."
"Gang Leader? Ah, I'm back?"
The brothers of the Fishing Guild said, "You're back. Do you still remember how you fainted?"
Hearing this, Tang Ziyue said, "Mm, it seems Elder Liu showed up, then made a move on me, and I passed out. After that, I can't remember anything."
"Oh oh, I see, that explains it."
"But why does my face hurt, too?"
