When the words "return to you" rang in his ears, Meng Kuo was still in the shock that Chu Ge had brought him. It was not until the heavy dumbbell drew a parabola in his line of sight and fell that he snapped back to reality, but by then it was too late to catch the dumbbell as gracefully as Chu Ge had.
In fact, even if he had the time, he wouldn't dare try such a thing.
Initially, Meng Kuo planned to pull a little move during the handshake with Chu Ge to further embarrass him, but now he couldn't care less about that. He quickly let go of the hand, flustered and awkwardly retreating backward.
With a dull "thud," the dumbbell hit the floor heavily, leaving a small dent.
Looking at the dumbbell only a few centimeters from his right foot, Meng Kuo's pupils shrank, and he felt a twinge of fear.
If that dumbbell had landed on his foot, even if he was lucky enough not to be severely injured, he'd still need a long time to recover!
