Demons Beside You

Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

When the boxing club saw Tiger return, they were all very happy. Everyone crowded around to greet Tiger.

 But when Chen Zhao came in, all the laughter died down. They all greeted Chen Zhao meekly. It felt like he was some villain in a movie.

 “Move aside now,” Chen Zhao said. “Tiger just got discharged. I need to do some recovery training for him.”

 The crowd dispersed and the two put on the gear with practiced ease. Both the boxing gloves and helmet were for protecting both sides. Punching with bare fists could easily disable or even kill someone.

 “In the next few days, you need to practice taking hits. You and Zanla Douglas don"t have true differences in fitness, but when you"re in the ring, your ability to take hits is far weaker than his. In the following days, you"ll need to face even crueler practice. Instead of you calling stop, I"ll only stop when I think I should.”

 “Okay, I understand, Mr. Chen.”

 “Alright, let"s start.”

 Going through Chen Zhao"s training again, Tiger could feel clearly that Chen Zhao"s power was stronger than before. He knew that Chen Zhao hadn"t used his true power when he trained before.

 Tiger didn"t realize just how different their levels were until Chen Zhao broke Zanla"s two arms with one punch to take revenge.

 Before that, Tiger always thought that Chen Zhao was one of the better professional boxers, but he didn"t think that Chen Zhao could compare with the true top figures.

 He didn"t realize the truth until Zanla lay on the ground by Chen Zhao"s feet.

 If Chen Zhao partic.i.p.ated in a professional boxing compet.i.tion, he would definitely be like a demon.

 He still didn"t use much strength. After all, Tiger"s arms had just gotten better. They hadn"t healed completely yet. Chen Zhao"s attacks were still a bit conservative.

 After ten stormy minutes, Chen Zhao finally freed Tiger, letting him catch a breath.

 Clap, clap.

 Chen Zhao and Tiger turned around to see Wright clapping outside the ring.

 “Miss Wright.” Tiger was one of the better students in school. Even his grades were quite well.

 Of course, that was only on the surface. Privately, Tiger would also take jobs to bully people. For example, the last time he got into a conflict with Chen Zhao had been because he was hired to do so. This was how he made money.

 After all, Tiger"s family wasn"t wealthy and boxing wasn"t only his dream. It was a way to get rich.

 “Chen, you don"t focus on your job.” Wright looked at him with dissatisfaction. “You"re a professor of the medical school.”

 “How am I not focusing on my job? This counts as teaching, right?” Chen Zhao turned to Tiger. “Am I right, Tiger?”

 Tiger grinned but didn"t reply.

 “Are you free this afternoon? I arranged a public lecture for you.”

 “You said you already arranged it. Can I say no?”

 “Then it"s set.” A smile finally appeared on Wright"s face. “Oh, I heard that in the few days you were in Sacramento, you revived someone who was shot in the head.”

 “You can"t say I revived him. I saved him. He"s pretty lucky. If he was shot by a large caliber gun, probably even I would be powerless.”

 Tiger glanced at Chen Zhao, thinking he was even more amazing now. He also felt fortunate that he had voluntarily resolved their conflict back then. He only got this opportunity because he hadn"t continued viewing Chen Zhao as the enemy.

 “Miss Wright, wait…” A man in his thirties chased after her.

 “Jared, can I help you?” Wright turned around and asked.

 “Miss Wright, can you explain why my public lecture was replaced? I don"t think I did anything wrong.” Jared stared at her furiously.

 “Why?” Wright thought for a moment and looked at Jared. “I don"t want to get overly involved with your private life, but please put your eyes on someone other than students. I don"t want to have two girls walk into my office while I"m working and report you for your relations.h.i.+ps. Plus, you"ve missed at least five cla.s.ses in the past month. In that case, I"ll give you fewer cla.s.ses so you can take care of your love life. Plus… Since I have a better choice, why don"t I choose that? I"m already being merciful by not firing you. I hope you understand your situation.”

 Jared"s expression was livid. “There"s someone better than me in neurosurgery?”

 “Of course,” Wright replied matter-of-factly.

 “Does someone like that exist at UCLA?” Jared obviously didn"t think he was the best neurosurgery expert in the world. But he thought that better ones didn"t exist at UCLA.

 “Mr. Jared, if you want to object to my decision, please improve your professionalism and career ethics before debating with me. Okay, I"m busy. Goodbye.”

 With that, Wright turned and left. She never hesitated about her decisions.

 The one who replaced Jared"s public lecture was none other than Chen Zhao.

 If Chen Zhao didn"t have his own job and was a full-time college professor, Wright would fire Jared without hesitation. He was already clinging to her just because a few cla.s.ses had been replaced.

 Jared refused to surrender. He was the youngest professor in the history of UCLA. Only 30 years old, he already had the honorable t.i.tle of professor.

 Other than the few old guys with terrifying age and status, he wasn"t impressed by anyone. Plus, he always thought that he was the best in his field.

 He wasn"t a typical professor who only knew how to lecture. He"d been a doctor before. He was the main acting neurosurgeon for four years and worked a year as an intern.

 Regarding neurosurgery, even the professor with the highest seniority didn"t dare to compete with him.

 “Mr. Ronan.” Jared called his own teacher.

 Anse Ronan was the dean of the neurosurgery department when he was an intern. He was also the neurosurgeon that Jared trusted the most.

 Jared had learned many things about neurosurgery during his interns.h.i.+p under Anse. Plus, Anse was the only expert in this field that Jared admitted was better than him.