"Lou!"
Accustomed to being addressed that way by Smith, Lou Cheng habitually turned to the voice, but only saw two America students he didn't recognize.
With Lou Cheng's gaze on them, George and Wildon grew in excitement, spitting out words— with slang mixed in between— at the rate of a machine gun. Their speeches overlapped into an incoherent mess, to which Lou Cheng listened laboriously with his merely passable comprehension skills. The only part he caught was the familiar mention of the King of Youth Pro League.
Ironically, the senior bodyguard who had distanced himself from Lou Cheng understood most of the conversation.
Hm, from what they said, that Asian kid seems to have placed top four in a competition called 'King of Youth Pro League', and is the idol of those two students...
Never heard any competitions of that name... They must be avid fans of the Chinese culture, the kind that loves and pursues the somewhat mysterious "kungfu"...
