"Don't touch her," Belinda Nichols said with an unwavering aura, her words icy cold, "or it won't end well."
"…"
Flossie Wright raised an eyebrow in some surprise.
Suddenly, a tension sparked between Belinda Nichols and Cassie Ferguson, like gunpowder quickly spreading.
Even the people around, who were "picking up equipment," seemed to feel it and involuntarily glanced over.
"Belinda."
Moments later, Flossie Wright suddenly spoke up, interrupting the impending conflict between the two.
Belinda turned her head slightly, glanced at Flossie Wright, and finally furrowed her brow, releasing Cassie Ferguson's hand.
The coldness in Cassie Ferguson's eyes remained undiminished.
If Joshua Bailey hadn't explicitly forbidden conflicts during training, the two of them might have fought at any moment.
"You can leave now."
Belinda Nichols looked at Cassie Ferguson coolly, as if she was letting her go this time.
Instantly, Cassie Ferguson's hands clenched tightly.
