Chapter 148: Big Shot

Nash Johnston understood at once. So this routine really had been tampered with. "Master Johnston, am I really practicing it wrong?" Desmond asked. He was completely in awe of Nash; even his voice carried astonishment. The beauty in the tracksuit at his side felt her skepticism crumble. Had she really misjudged this pretty boy? Well, he was ridiculously handsome. "Yes." "This routine was a fine method for nourishing vitality and drawing in energy, but the changes in the last three moves had warped...