Leon, who was holding Little Han, was equally startled.
He protectively supported Little Han's body, who suddenly launched toward the direction of the staff from his embrace. In a second, he was afraid that Little Han's sudden action would cause him to hurt his body.
"Let him come… the child is more sensitive. He can feel what belongs to him…" Chief Eirllon gently advised the flustered Leon.
Heeding the advice of the elder, Leon walked towards Eli and the staff, letting Little Han see the staff that was placed in the box.
"*sniff… wuwuwuwu… *sniff*"Little Han leaned down once again, wanting to stand on the wide table to touch the staff.
Seeing the Chief's nod, Leon let Little Han do what he wanted to do, with Eli and him watching over him just in case he would fall from the table.
