Song Yuanyuan's voice had just trailed off when a thin, middle-aged man materialized out of nowhere.
He walked briskly to the edge of the boxing ring, grabbed the protective ropes, and vaulted into the air, landing steadily inside the ring.
The man looked extremely lean, but his gaze was sharp and his movements were agile. At a glance, he was clearly not someone to be trifled with.
Chapter 55