He spoke, subtly dabbing at the beads of sweat on his forehead, silently praying that the students wouldn't drop out because of the outcome of the match.

A female spectator excitedly shouted, "That man is so handsome! His drenched hair and wet shirt really show off his chest muscles. So sexy!"

Her comment immediately resonated with the other female spectators, who began to buzz about Connor's attractiveness and allure.

Connor, however, didn't catch any of their comments.

Alan grabbed a towel and a bottle of water and ran up to the boxing ring to hand them to him.

He wiped his sweat and took several large gulps of water.

"Next!" he panted.

The gym owner told an assistant nearby, "Set it up right away."

Under Alan's rational and emotional persuasion, Connor finally put on his protective gear.

He fought several bouts in a row.

He was like an enraged beast, throwing punches wildly without any technique.

Connor's sparring partners couldn't withstand his reckless style; no matter how well they defended, they still took quite a few hits.

wondered if Mr. Connor had been

and decided to make a

***

was sleeping soundly when the incessant ringing of the phone

she frowned slightly

voice came through, "Camila,

a splash of cold

her tone tinged with anxiety.

Alan's

sitting up quickly in

to step down. I'm

got dressed in casual

security guard at the door saw her rushing out so late and couldn't help asking, "Ms. Camila, are you going

urgent," Camila replied briefly, glancing at

Her anxiety deepened.

driver arrived, and she immediately opened

Twenty minutes later, she

at the boxing gym and ran

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