Judging by the situation, Chen Feng guessed that the leader should be the boss of this underground arena.
"Boss Yang, long time no see."
Zhou Pojun said indifferently.
"Uh, Pojun, in the past you used to call me Brother Hao, why so formal now?"
Yang Hao said with a full smile.
"Not really." Zhou Pojun replied.
"Talking about you, kid, I still regret to this day. When you first started boxing here, you often left covered in injuries. I thought you had great potential then, and now it's proven that I wasn't wrong."
Yang Hao tried to pat Zhou Pojun's shoulder, but Zhou Pojun dodged it.
This slight movement made Yang Hao's eyes freeze for a second, but then he returned to his normal expression and joked, "Pojun, you should come box in my arena. I will give you an annual salary of one million, plus commission. How does that sound?"
"Not interested." Zhou Pojun replied.
Chen Feng on the side was hiding a smile.
