"This is good enough."
Upon leaving the club, Lu Yuan had Lin Zhiquin stop the car two blocks from his home.
Today had ended early; it was just past nine o'clock. Lu Yuan planned to walk the rest of the way home at a leisurely pace.
"Okay."
After Lu Yuan got out, Lin Zhiquin leaned out of the car window to speak to him.
"There's another match in two days, around the same time. Will you be available?"
Two days... Lu Yuan considered. That seems to coincide with my final exams. However, since the boxing matches are at night, it shouldn't be a problem.
So, he nodded and said, "That's fine, Coach. You can arrange it."
"Alright. Be careful on your way home."
With that, Lin Zhiquin started the car and quickly drove off.
Watching Lin Zhiquin's car disappear down the street, Lu Yuan turned and began to walk slowly toward his home.
Feeling the envelope of money in his pocket, Lu Yuan quickly opened his profession panel.
A series of notifications immediately popped up.
