Come Hit Me

"Pfft..." Yugito was amused by Nawaki's exaggerated performance and cheeky remarks.

"Big bro, I think he's insulting you!" Killer B adjusted his sunglasses and gave A a blunt reminder.

A's face darkened as he snapped in a low voice, "Shut up! Do I need you to remind me?" Then he shouted toward the city wall again, "Skywalker, using such an obvious trick—is that your way of insulting my intelligence?"

"Haha!" Nawaki threw back his head and laughed, then looked at A with a solemn expression as he shouted back, "You figured it out! Yes! I am insulting your intelligence! If you've got the guts, come hit me!"

"You..." A had not expected Nawaki to mock him so directly. He was left choking on his words, his face turning red.

"Giggle..." Yugito clutched her stomach and burst into laughter. "I can't take it anymore! I never knew Skywalker could be this funny."

"Ahem... cough, cough..." Killer B struggled to hold it in. Wanting to laugh but not daring to, he said to A, "Big bro, I think you should stop talking to Skywalker. Let's just make our move!"

"Hmph!" Seeing their reactions, A took a deep breath and said coldly, "It's nothing but a war of words. I'm not angry in the slightest!"

"Yes, yes, Big bro, you're absolutely right! Let's get moving already!" Killer B urged perfunctorily, afraid that if this continued, he would burst out laughing.

"No!" Yugito spoke up to stop them. "Don't you think today's situation is very strange?"

"What's strange about it?" Killer B said casually. "Isn't it just the Empty Fort Strategy? Even a three-year-old knows that!"

"If it really is the Empty Fort Strategy, then Skywalker is being far too composed. He's playing the flute and taunting us, as if he's deliberately provoking us