When Black Tea was not wearing a boxing suit, she was a petite little girl with bangs, a baby face, and a petite figure.
She looked a few years younger than Mu Anan.
But such a woman had great explosive power. When she got into the ring, she was a thunderbolt. She often beat up her opponents so badly that they wouldn't even be recognised by their parents.
"You haven't been over here in a while. I thought you'd given up boxing."
Black Tea could not help but complain when Mu Anan walked out of the changing room after changing into a red boxing suit and tied her hair into a ponytail.
Mu Anan had not come here since her internship at the hospital.
She felt quite embarrassed.
After all, boxing required diligent training.
It's easy to get rusty if not practised for a long time.
