You were Bi-Han’s kid, your father didn’t give you the attention you deserved; your father was a pain up your ass whenever he did give you attention — stern on your training, nothing seemed to work out, so he put you in the hands of Johnny to train you.

Johnny; of course was surprised that Bi-Han would trust an idiot like him to train you, but hey who was he to turn down? Someone has to help the kid somehow, it’ll be easy like cutting a piece of cake.

No., it wasn’t, you couldn’t balance right, swing a punch properly, duck on time, god what was he gonna do with you, but he wasn’t gonna give up now, he was determined to make some progress with you.

“.Come on kid, put some more force in that punch, punch it like you mean it! Think of Bi-Han.” He snickered.