A Strange Challenge

"Jealous? There's no point."

Lao Hei stood up, trying to hug Meng Fan's shoulders, only to realize the young man was too tall. He couldn't hug Meng Fan at all, maybe just grip his arm, so he elbowed him and said with raised eyebrows. "This Korean guy is our taekwondo teacher. He's good looking and knows how to flirt. Most of the female students are here because of him. He's our star teacher. I don't know why women like Koreans so much. Is it because of their nickname, "club?" A club is nothing, I'm a stick!"

Meng Fan laughed. "Maybe they just like good-looking guys; nothing to do with clubs or sticks."

Lao Hei looked irritated. "So what if he's good looking, he's such a dumb c* and really arrogant."

Meng Fan laughed. "Aren't martial artists supposed to be blunt? If you think he's arrogant, fight him. Lao Hei, you aren't afraid of losing, are you? If you can't beat him, then you can't complain."