"Travis, be careful out there, alright?"
Adrian said in a worry as they walked over to their corner of the boxing ring, and Travis started to put on his gloves and headgear.
"Careful? What are you talking about, master? You see my opponent, right? He is weak as hell!"
Travis said smugly.
"I am not worried about your opponent. I am worried about the one coaching him!"
"His coach?"
Travis frowned and looked over, but when he saw Neal's coach, his eyes also widened in surprise as he recognized him.
"That's him… Why the hell is he teaching that bastard?"
"You know him?"
Adrian asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I met him… briefly. It doesn't matter, though. What could he possibly teach Neal in only a week?"
"Yeah, you're right…"
Adrian nodded and patted his student on the back while he climbed up to the ring.
However, he couldn't remove the unsettling feeling brewing inside his stomach. Something felt odd.
