He tilted his head slightly upward, the muscles of his arm clearly delineated as he tied up his loose hair, the red mole on his nose emitting a cool light. From Xu Si's perspective, she could only see his drooping eyes from the side, unable to discern the emotions on his face.
The boxing ring was not like the Underground City; there were no seats and no spectators. Besides the vast Octagonal Cage, there was just some professional training equipment around. Xu Si didn't disturb his enthusiasm, leaning against the door and quietly watching his... great physique... no, the boxing match.
After he finished tying his hair, Pei Zhen pulled off the clothes draped over his shoulders and threw them out of the Octagonal Cage, where someone quickly came up to catch them.
The next second, Xu Si's pupils suddenly constricted.
