Looking at the girl lying in a pool of blood, the audience felt both sympathy and found it somewhat funny.
"Girl: I'm the boxing champion! Ming God: Oh."
"Hahaha, I'm almost bursting with laughter."
"One for the fans, minus one for the haters."
"The girl was puzzled, 'Aren't I the boxing champ?'"
"This is too much! They've killed the girl! Seriously lacking thumbs-up!"
Jiang Siming, feeling a bit embarrassed, gave a sheepish smile and said to the girl, now a corpse, "Sorry about that, my punches were too strong, couldn't hold back."
Unexpectedly, the girl suddenly started crying!
"Wuwa~~ Ming God, you're bullying me~"
"This... I was wrong, can't I be forgiven? What do you want me to do? As long as it's reasonable, I'll agree."
"Really?"
"Yeah, really."
"Then I want you to flirt with me in the gentlest voice possible, can you do that?"
"Um... that's also okay."
Agreeing to it, the girl stopped crying and eagerly awaited Jiang Siming's attempt at flirting.