Pan Ge's seat was right opposite the VIP area, very close, so Han Lie had seen everything that had transpired.
Flirting with a pretty girl is a very normal thing, whether it succeeds or fails.
Sometimes, that kind of well-intentioned courage even deserves praise.
So, at first, Han Lie didn't pay much attention; he believed Pan Ge would handle it well.
But Pan Ge had underestimated the roguishness of the gym's members.
They weren't members with thin skins.
Any kind of combat sport awakens a man's primal instincts and violent tendencies. Those who train in boxing often become more confident, more aggressive, and more likely to take themselves too seriously.
Now, they had stopped pestering Pan Ge and were instead trying to pressure Han Lie by spectating—further proof they were taking themselves too seriously.
Brother Lie was getting a little unhappy.
He had just furrowed his brow when suddenly a cheer erupted from below.
"Nice! Beautiful!"
