A little bit of NSFW

The receptionist and Yate who were trying so hard not to eavesdrop were startled when they saw Yi Chen rushing out of room fifteen like he had seen a ghost.

Soon Zi Han popped his head at the door and smiled apologetically, "Sorry it seems I can only end this session here."

The two stared at him all wide-eyed their complexions ashen before glancing over at the disappearing figure of Yi Chen. It seemed they had stumbled upon some kind of secret.

At some point, Yi Chen had taken off his jacket and he was walking through the corridors with it hanging on his arm covering something down south.

He was still pinching his nose and should have had that taken care of first but he headed for his hovercar instead disregarding all the funny looks he was getting on the way.

As soon as he entered his hovercar he took out a handkerchief and wiped his nose. The bleeding had lessened significantly thus he sat down with his head leaning back and his legs spread apart.