What Is This?!

Watching his proud, triumphant expression, Ethan Vale felt no less guilty than he did.

"HAHAHA, that's really impressive." Ethan Vale did not hold back his praise.

Under normal circumstances, walking ten thousand steps was equivalent to seven kilometers. Forty thousand steps was equivalent to twenty-eight kilometers.

Seven days of that much walking every day was something Ethan Vale could not even imagine.

"That's only three hundred and sixty-five li! This is the King of Cinders!" He shot Ethan Vale a smug look.

"Is your body okay?" Ethan Vale asked worriedly.

"Don't worry. I took him to the hospital for a checkup. It's just muscle damage from overexertion; he just needs proper rest," the owner said with a smile. God knew how dumbfounded he had been when he heard Tom wanted to come back to work.

That very night, he had hired a private doctor to come to Tom's home and give him a full examination.

Ethan Vale let out a sigh of relief. Tom, seated in his wheelchair, reached up and touched the slightly damp corners of his eyes.

So this was what it felt like to have fans!

It was wonderful!

"I'll take the picture for you." The owner naturally picked up his phone and walked over to them.

Ethan Vale pushed Tom's wheelchair a little farther outside, while Xu Xinghai and Ethan Vale stood behind him, one on each side.

"If it's convenient, could you two take off your masks?" the café owner asked from in front of them. "Of course, it's fine if it isn't."

"It's fine," Tom said nonchalantly. It did not matter if they kept their masks on.

He knew that many socially anxious people were unwilling to show their faces on social media. He understood all that. Having fans of his own was enough—what