"Hmm," she paused briefly, then Ella Pemberton asked, "May I ask?"
"Continue training, I will be distracted, and it might affect their training progress," Franklin Cody replied with a stern face.
"Distracted?" Ella Pemberton was quite puzzled but soon frowned in thought, and then it dawned on her, "Because of whom... Oh, is it Nancy Phillips?"
"Yes."
Franklin Cody did not hide it and admitted candidly.
"Cough, cough—cough, cough—cough, cough—"
Unexpectedly, from behind them came violent coughing sounds, as if something had choked someone.
Franklin Cody's eyebrows knitted instantly, and as he turned around, he saw Rowdy Brightwill leaning against the wall, coughing.
For a moment, the expression in his eyes darkened as if shrouded in a layer of black fog.
Caught off guard like this, Ella Pemberton's complexion also showed noticeable embarrassment.
