Michael Club
Translator: AlfredoPoutineSoup Editor: TheSloth
Despite it being abandoned for years, it still maintained its original appearance. There was nothing more or less here except additional dirt.
Ye Yan knew this place to the extent where he used to live; therefore, even if the light was turned off, he could find everything he needed in Xiaochun Martial Club.
The curtain was drawn, Ye Yan lighted a candle and started to apply some medicine.
Looking at the bruises on Ye Yan’s body, Luo Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly.
He didn’t appear in front of Ye Yan straightaway… Firstly, it was because it didn’t make sense. Moreover, he was aware of Ye Yan’s character, who didn’t want his messy appearance to be seen.
"Is it all what Kingkong did?" Luo Qiu asked You Ye suddenly.
You Ye nodded, telling him the matter where she had seen traces of fist-print left on the wall of the cement room, "Even a common boxer who received intensive training won’t have such terrifying power."
Luo Qiu frowned, "Isn’t Kingkong human?"