"Junior Brother Lu, are you alright?"
Zheng Wu managed to catch his breath. He glanced around at the scene, then looked Lu Chao up and down, checking him for injuries.
"I'm fine, Senior Brother Zheng."
Shaking his head, Lu Chao then explained what had happened.
Zheng Wu was stunned at first, seemingly unable to believe that he had defeated two professional-level opponents on his own.
Once he came to his senses, his expression darkened, and he seemed to blame himself.
'I should have known...'
"Junior Brother Lu, I'm so glad you're not hurt."
As if he had guessed something, a strange mix of emotions crossed his face.
Soon, more footsteps sounded as other junior brothers from the boxing hall arrived.
From the ensuing conversation, Lu Chao learned that Lin Qingxue had also been ambushed with a similar "forced sparring session" on her way home. Senior Brother Luo Yan had already gone to handle it.
"Those bastards."
Zheng Wu's face was grim with anger.
