Chapter 503: How About Using a Better Tone?

"You still have a few things to revise before Monday," he said calmly. "You’ll be putting everything you’ve learned over the last five months into action today."

He paused. "I’ll make things simple for you. All you have to do is defeat me."

Nnenna blinked. "Wait... what?"

He didn’t flinch.

"Defeat you?!" she half yelled. "Haha, very funny."

Arthur said nothing. His face was unreadable, his tone deadly serious.

Nnenna gave a nervous laugh. "This is the part where you say you’re joking."

Still no smile. No reaction. Just that sharp, focused gaze locked on her like a predator watching its prey.

Her laugh died in her throat.

"...You’re not joking?"

Arthur’s silence said it all.

At this point, Nnenna finally realized, he wasn’t joking.

Her heart dropped. "Wait... how am I supposed to defeat you?" she asked, voice rising. "I don’t even know a quarter of what you know!"

Arthur finally responded, calm as ever. "I know," he said simply. "That’s why I’ll only use moves from the Year Two and Year Three curriculum. Nothing advanced."

"That’s what you call fair?" she gawked. "Arthur, you’ve been using those moves since your Year Three"

"High school," he corrected smoothly.

"Exactly!" she snapped. "That proves my point even more! You’ve known those techniques since high school! That’s years of experience over me, even if you’re limiting yourself."

with each word, frustration and disbelief bubbling

shows how far ahead you are! If this

out her arguments one by one,

a beat, speechless for

quickly recovered, and his expression darkened. His

questioned, especially not about his teaching methods. He had thought this through. In his mind, this was the best way to test her overall

number two, four, and seven," he said

blinked, caught off guard. "What about them?" she asked slowly, her

broke them," Arthur

it

had. She

something personal, high school. And her little excuses earlier had

Her stomach dropped.

said quickly, bowing her head. Her tone was genuine,

apology. His

more questions?" he asked stiffly,

straightened, sensing she had

she

then did his expression

shifted into position. His stance was casual, too

Nnenna narrowed her eyes.

Is he mocking me?

before she could say anything, a voice

what you’re

turned their heads

strolled into the training ground, side by side, each with a relaxed expression like they were arriving at a casual show. Behind them, two servants

blinked. What...

first time anyone had ever entered their training space uninvited. And it

His brows drew in, lips thinned. He looked like he was holding back a

at

Number Three...

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