"Um… Excuse me… Professor Ming… Is he your colleague?" a female classmate asked hopefully.
"No, he's my coach," Ming Xiu answered.
As he didn't know if Zhou Wen would expose his identity, he didn't mention his name.
"Coach?" Many scenes surfaced in the girls' minds.
Time: night; location: training room; characters: Professor Ming and male coach.
Professor Ming, who was only in sports attire, took off his top because it was too hot, revealing his sweaty, firm chest.
The shameless male coach leaned against Ming Xiu from behind with one hand on his waist and the other hand holding Ming Xiu's sword. He even pretended to correct Ming Xiu's actions, but…
It's not like that… It's definitely not like that… The girl from before didn't believe that Ming Xiu was such a person. She anxiously asked, "Professor Ming, your relationship with him isn't what we are thinking, right?"
