Wang Jinquan had fully recovered and returned to the boxing gym early that morning.
The student area had a strange atmosphere.
Wang Jinquan had no idea why, but his former lackeys all acted like they'd seen a ghost whenever they saw him, keeping their distance.
Still, he was in a good mood—in fact, you could even say he was... delighted.
He scanned the members' area, then wandered upstairs and spent ages eavesdropping outside Chen Ping's office. He didn't see any sign of Zhou Kai.
Wang Jinquan could no longer hold back the grin tugging at his lips.
"Uncle sure gets things done. That Zhou Kai punk is as good as dead!"
He almost instantly regained his old swagger.
As long as a completely unreasonable monster like Zhou Kai was out of the picture, he could do whatever he wanted in the student area of Falcon Wing Boxing Gym!
"Yang Jing, I just went to the hospital. I'm not dead. What's with you guys?"
Wang Jinquan couldn't stand his former lackeys' strange looks any longer. He suppressed his anger and cornered them.
Yang Jing and Chi Wen exchanged awkward glances. "Brother Wang, we thought you... weren't coming back."
Wang Jinquan's cheek twitched. "That's ridiculous. Why wouldn't I come back?"
Chi Wen opened his mouth, then swallowed his words.
Wang Jinquan frowned. "Spit it out!"
Yang Jing looked helpless, with a trace of lingering fear in his eyes. He stepped closer and lowered his voice. "Yesterday, Zhou Kai hit the force meter. His punch was half a ton... and he wasn't even using all his strength."
"Honestly, Brother Wang, you were lucky Senior Brother Chen knocked you out that day..."
"If Zhou Kai had actually gone for the kill, you'd be dead."
Chi Wen sighed. "Forget it, Brother Wang. Yang Jing and