A Farewell After Being Reborn

Michael said hurriedly. “You don’t need to pay for classes. I can teach you for free.”

“Listen to what you’re saying! How can you push a client away like that? I chose your classes because I approve of you, and if you don’t teach me Well, I’ll change my mind. I don’t need you to teach me for

free.”

Sage spoke matter–of–factly, and Michael was persuaded.

“Miss. I will definitely teach you well!”

“That’s better.”

Sage handed the money over. She saw that it was getting late, so after a shower, she grabbed her bag

and headed toward her car.

Then she saw a burly man rush out all of a sudden. He began swinging punches at someone in front.

“You asshole! How dare you take my clients again!”

Sage looked up and saw that the attacker was the burly trainer she had followed previously, and the

person he was attacking was Michael

The attack had not succeeded because Michael had dodged quickly.

The burly man had gotten a pair of nunchucks out of nowhere. He wasn’t just trying to look cool as he

beat Michael up. He was simply going to smash them into Michael’s face!

if a handsome

man like him got injured in the face, then how would he become a pop star?

Sage wanted

the nunchucks!

tell them to stop, but before she could make a sound, Michael reached out and grabbed

Sage didn’t even have time to be shocked.

The burly trainer was both angry and embarrassed. He grabbed Michael and flung him to the ground.

Michael wouldn’t just take this lying down. The moment he fell, he hooked his legs around the trainer’s neck and pushed him to the ground.

With a bang, the two of them began fighting with each other.

Since they were both trained fighters, watching them fight was like watching a martial arts performance.

They each gave as good as they got, and every move was aggressive. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

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Suddenly, someone who looked like the manager of the sports complex rushed over to them and reprimanded them sharply, “Don’t you want to work here anymore? Have you forgotten the rules of the

sports complex?”

The burly trainer reluctantly let go of Michael and snapped, “This fellow keeps taking my clients! He focuses on the pretty and rich ones, too! The client was training with me just now, but then he snatched her away! How could I just let it go?”

Michael was red with anger, but he just pressed his lips together and didn’t offer any explanation.

“Look! He’s guilty, isn’t he?”

“Hey, you’re just bullying him!” Sage couldn’t help speaking up. “Since when was I your client? You were just the one leading everyone today. I have the freedom to decide who I want as my personal trainer!”

The burly trainer recognized Sage, and he huffed, “Lady, you’ve got to be more alert. This guy may look decent, but he’s not as innocent as he seems! He’s always hanging around in bars with thugs!”

Michael was furious but said nothing, feeling that explaining would just make things worse.

Sage already branded herself as a future fan of Michael, and she couldn’t bear to see him get bullied.

“So you’re an upright citizen while everyone else is a thug? He hasn’t sold himself to anyone, so why can’t he hang out with his friends? Why can’t he go to the bar?

“Besides, what century are you living in? Why are you still trying to exclude and slander others? Don’t you find it embarrassing?” Sage said.

“If you have the energy to be jealous of others, then work on improving yourself and think about why

people don’t like you!”

Sage lifted her head and spoke righteously.

She had not noticed the black car parked in the distance. The car window was half rolled down, revealing the side profile of an extremely handsome man.