Boxing King Reappears

She had clearly been flirting with Xie Jiuhan in the cloakroom this morning, but now, it made her feel like years had passed. Listening to the man's familiar heartbeat, Feng Qing's heart beat faster. She pretended to be calm and only looked at the eight people. The familiar heartbeat came from the competition ground. The eight people on the competition ground were all wearing tattered clothes, and every one of them looked like they had not shaved for more than ten days.

Just as Feng Qing was observing the eight people, she heard someone shout in the stands, "Look, there's actually that Potian!"

On the big screen, the identities of these few slaves were displayed. One of them was a slave with the number 888. His identity card said, "Xia country's underground boxing champion—Potian."