THE GUY WITH A BAD EYESIGHT

THE guy slowly got up.  His black hair was messy and a bit longer than normal, most of it was covering the upper half of his face.  The only thing Luo Yan could see clearly was his thin lips.  

The guy was about 170 cm tall, a few centimeters shorter than his brothers.  He was wearing a light blue shirt that was a size bigger than his slender frame, giving emphasis to his slightly thin arms.  

"Are you alright?" Luo Yan asked when he noticed the scrapes on his knees.

"I'm so sorry.  I lost my glasses and can barely see," the guy apologized.  "Did I hit anyone?"

"So you're saying you just trip here on your own because of your poor eyesight?" Luo Jin asked, highly skeptical.  

"Yes, I did," the guy answered, clearly he didn't hear the skepticism in Luo Jin's voice.  "I'm really sorry."

"If you're done, then you can be on your way," Luo Ren said coldly.