"Xu Qingcheng, why are you kicking up a fuss?"
In the Taekwondo Club, just as Wang Xian was about to cripple this arrogant guy with a slap, a loud roar pierced through the atmosphere.
The surrounding crowd, who was ready for a show, turned around and looked in shock.
All they saw was a middle-aged man in a Taekwondo suit rushing over. He had the same black belt over his waist and looked worried.
"Coach!"
"Coach!"
The members of the club quickly greeted despite being surprised by the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged coach wasn't bothered and walked up to the ring with a heavy expression. His gaze swept passed Wang Xian and his heart palpitated rapidly. After which, he turned to his student and stared angrily at him.
"Coach, why are you here?" Xu Qingcheng was startled to see his coach.
"If I didn't come, would you expect me to accept your actions silently?"
