Chapter 8
Contact Name: Baby Fairy (1/2)
Boxing Gym
When Tan Shen strode into the gym on his long legs, he immediately attracted quite a bit of attention.
The man was strikingly handsome and cold-looking, exceptionally tall, radiating an aura that warned strangers to keep their distance. People instinctively wanted to avoid him.
āBrother Tan.ā
In the lounge area, a handsome man dressed in a black sleeveless shirt immediately put down what he was holding and walked over.
āWhat brings you here so early today?ā
Normally, Tan Shen only came in the afternoon or evening, after that young lady of the Xie family no longer needed him. It was rare to see him arrive this early.
Tan Shen glanced at him.
āYou talk too much.ā
Guan Mingxian: ā…ā
I only said one sentence. How is that too much?
Alright. Looks like he said the wrong thing.
āSo should I arrange a room for you now? Same as usual?ā
Tan Shen raised a hand and casually undid the first button of his shirt.
āNot hitting the punching bag today. Boring.ā
The collar of his black dress shirt loosened, revealing bronze-toned skin rather than pale white. His collarbones were sharp and defined, exuding raw masculine tension.
The few girls in the gym practically stared with their eyes wide open.
Whether Tan Shen noticed or not was unclear. He lowered his hand without undoing any more buttons and headed straight toward the locker room.
In a cold, indifferent tone, he tossed out a sentence:
āFind a few real people to spar with.ā
Watching his back, Guan Mingxian froze for a moment.
For some reason, that sounded more like:
Find a few real people for me to beat up.
āWhatās going on? In a bad mood today?ā
As Guan Mingxian turned around, he saw several lovestruck girls discussing Tan Shen.
A few keywords drifted over:
The way he unbuttoned his shirt was so attractive…
His hormones are off the charts…
Heās overflowing with masculine charm…
Tsk.
Brother Tan really did have a way of attracting young girls.
āBoss Guan, who was that handsome guy just now?ā
As expected, one of the female trainees had already gathered her courage and come over to ask.
Guan Mingxian had answered this question so many times that he was sick of it.
āA VIP guest. He only comes occasionally. You usually wonāt see him. Most of the time when he comes, the gym is already closed.ā
Before the girls could say anything, he continued naturally, already familiar with the routine.
āNo WeChat. He doesnāt add women. Give up.ā
ā…ā
Seeing the girls immediately look devastated, he leisurely added:
āTan Shen equals Tang Monk.ā
āFigure it out yourselves.ā
With that, Guan Mingxian went off to find sparring partners.
Brother Tan was in a bad mood today. He wondered which unlucky souls were about to suffer.
Guan Mingxian had practiced boxing since childhood and was already highly skilled.
Even so, Tan Shen still managed to shock him every time.
On the boxing ring, the man was shirtless, exposing a perfectly sculpted torso.
His abdominal muscles were tight and defined, eight-pack abs clearly outlined. The powerful V-lines at his waist disappeared enticingly beneath his trousers.
His long eyes narrowed slightly, looking poised to strike.
The image that came to mind was a leopard lurking in a primeval forest.
Wild.
Aggressive.
āDamn, no wonder all those girls fall in love with Brother Tan at first sight.ā
āEven a guy like meā¦ā
Guan Mingxian watched as Tan Shen drove a punch into a sparring partnerās chest.
The 1.8-meter-tall man was sent staggering all the way to the edge of the ring, nearly unable to catch his breath.
Guan Mingxian swallowed hard.
āEven… even I am scared.ā
Damn.
He was way too fierce.
Who could possibly handle that?
āHey, Feifei.ā
Guan Mingxian spoke to the tall, thin man who had just arrived beside him.
āBrother Tanās in a bad mood today. Be careful when you give your report later.ā
Fei Wen had always been a man of few words.
āMm.ā
Half a day passed.
The sparring partners were crying out in misery, running in all directions, wailing and begging to leave the boxing gym.
Inside, they couldn’t stop lamenting:
Why does a max-level king have to come massacre the beginner’s pond just because he’s in a bad mood?!