"Why do you think Vermouth would teach you a lesson, rather than you teaching Vermouth one?" Chen asked, looking at Judy.
"Could it be that you have so little confidence in yourself, Judy?"
"I'm not an idiot." Judy rolled her eyes. She still had some self-awareness; she was still rational and hadn't been blinded by hatred.
"You hit Heizo Hattori's son. Won't that cause trouble?" Judy asked Chen.
"Are you worried about me?" Chen smiled slightly and asked Judy.
"Worried about you? No, I'm just afraid that if something happens to you, no one will continue teaching me ninjutsu." Judy shot Chen a glance.
"Tsk, tsk. If you're worried about me, just say so. What's the point of hiding it?" Chen said with a smile.
"You're overthinking it," Ai said coldly.
"Huh, Ai, why did you come over? Weren't you doing your research?" Chen walked toward Ai.
"I only came over to see whether someone had done anything excessive." Ai looked at Chen with cold eyes.
"Ai, could you make your gaze a little less cold? You're making me seem like some kind of villain."
"Aren't you?" Ai's single remark left Chen speechless. Ai really was a conversation killer.
"Since Ai is here, I'll leave the matter of teaching Judy to you, Ai," Chen said to her.
"Leave it to me?" Ai frowned and glanced at Judy.
Judy immediately stepped forward and grabbed Chen. "You're not going to toss me to a little girl and have her teach me, are you?"
"That's right. Ai is more than capable of teaching you."
"Who are you calling a little girl?" Ai glared at Judy unhappily. Vermouth had called her a little girl, and now Judy was calling her one too.
Naturally, Ai couldn't tolerate that. She fixed Judy with a rather unfriendly