章 815: Pathetic Monk

Platinum Sky Condominium.

The punching bag snapped off its chains and went tumbling and rolling on the floor. A flood of sand, grains and small pieces of cloth burst out of it and made a big mess on the gym floor.

Lu Zihao straightened from his fighting position. He already decimated his third punching bag since he started working out this afternoon. The gym was littered with debris. 

Volatile energy filled him and made him feel restless again. It was a combination of sexual frustration because of damn Miss Prim and Proper Long Jinjing for occupying his mind so much that he couldn't properly fuck other women anymore, and also irritation at his younger sister after talking to her on the phone earlier today.