"Mo Shangjun!"
Chen Yu shouted each syllable slowly, every tone filled with explosive anger.
Raising his hand, a whistle shot up, then as Mo Shangjun closed her fingers, the whistle was caught back in her palm.
"Instructor Chen, being too angry can harm your health," Mo Shangjun comforted.
Chen Yu took a deep breath, pointed at Mo Shangjun, and said aggressively, "Mo Shangjun, if you mess around again, believe it or not, I'll appeal to have you removed!"
At this moment, Chen Yu was overflowing with rage, his entire aura unleashed, and with his gloomy face paired with the scar on it, any trainee would be intimidated. ——Often, Chen Yu's face alone carried immense shock value.
However, to Mo Shangjun, Chen Yu like this didn't induce the slightest fear.
It's just a scary facade, Chen Yu wouldn't physically attack her. ——Besides, even if he did, she might not lose.
