The setting sun was infinitely beautiful, its lingering light spilling across the training grounds as Jin Yu held a foxtail grass between his lips, his handsome face glistening with sweat after the training had ended.
Jin Yu, already hot and sweaty, felt a sudden chill breeze blowing, bringing with it an eerily cold force, causing a chill down his spine.
Damn, is the weather turning cooler?
"Bo-boss..." From a distance, a chubby man clad in a black outfit came running over. He was a member of Jin Yu's team.
Jin Yu, watching him struggle to complete his sentences, frowned: "Got tongue-tied? Why the stutter now? What's all the rush about?"
"Boss, boss, bos..." The chubby man caught his breath and then blurted out, "So beautiful."
The abrupt and uncalled-for remark deepened Jin Yu's frown as he couldn't help but kick the chubby man, "Speak properly."
