Sun Yinghao was about to give up searching when he finally saw her. She sat in the second row, just behind the judge's table. She looked stunning in a simple hoodie, holding a cup of coke in her hand. Her eyes were fixed on the boxing ring, where two fighters exchanged blows.
Sun Yinghao glanced around and noticed who Ning Yu was with. It was Wu Jing, leaning close to her and whispering in her ear, making her laugh.
"That little shit," Sun Yinghao muttered, his fist clenching tight.
Lost in his thoughts, Sun Yinghao didn't realize Lu Zhangbei was watching him.
Lu Zhangbei observed Sun Yinghao's restless behavior, puzzled by his unusual anger. He knew Sun Yinghao was not the kind of person who would lose his temper easily, so he wondered what had triggered him.
Curious, Lu Zhangbei looked in the same direction as Sun Yinghao. Seeing a girl and boy, he wondered why his friend was bothered by a couple of teens.
