It was already evening when Lydia finished her class. After she found out where Denton was, Lydia went to find him alone.

In the room, Kerry was helping Denton with his recovery exercises. Denton's movements were a little slow, but overall, there seemed to be no problem with his body.

They practiced martial arts. It was common for them to lose an arm or a leg. It was just a dislocation. Once it was reattached, it would be fine.

Moreover, although Lydia was angry at that time, she was careful when she attacked him.

Seeing Lydia come in, Kerry was stunned. Denton had his back to the door. When he saw Kerry stunned, he turned around and saw Lydia. He could not help but curl his lips in disgust.

Kerry probably did not want to play with her anymore, so he said, "I suddenly remembered that a student is looking for me, so I'll leave first. Lydia, please help Denton with the exercises." With that, he picked up his things and left.

Denton called out to him, and Kerry ran even faster after hearing it.

Denton couldn't help but curse in a low voice, and then said to Lydia in a sarcastic tone, "What, are you mocking me? Let me tell you, although I didn't get you today, it doesn't mean that you have won against us."

"I'm not here to tell you this." Lydia closed the door and gradually approached Denton.

Denton was afraid that Lydia had come to take revenge on him, so he suddenly felt a little guilty. "What do you want?"

"To talk." Lydia took out a whip from her bag and lashed it on the ground beside her. With a clatter, a loud sound reverberated throughout the entire room.

Denton felt that his eardrums were being pricked. He immediately frowned. "Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

"I don't want you to be afraid of me, and I don't want to fight with you. I have been thinking about it carefully. Ever since I entered this dojo, I really didn't do anything to let you down. A straightforward person doesn't beat around the bush. Just tell me, why are you targeting me?"

"Can't you feel it at all?"

"I'm usually very busy. Being a dojo teacher is just my part-time job. I rarely come here. You know that."

Denton shifted his gaze elsewhere, his expression solemn.

Lydia pulled her whip and said bluntly, "Of course, if you insist on making things difficult for me, I'm not afraid of you. Tonight, we can either shake hands and make peace, or we can have another fight."

Denton did not expect Lydia's personality to be so forthright. Just as Lydia had said, she rarely came, and Denton did not actually know much about her.

After a long silence, Denton did not find any trace of pretense on Lydia. It seemed that Lydia really did not know he was targeting her.

Denton sat down at the side and poured a glass of water for Lydia. He slowly said, "I misunderstood you. The last time, when I told my friend about my worries in the coffee shop downstairs, you walked out from the booth behind me. I thought you had overheard everything."

"Which time?"

"The one time three months ago."

Lydia thought about it for a long time but couldn't remember. Her memory of what happened three months ago was to change a thesis.

"I was probably changing the thesis at that time. I really didn't hear what you said." Lydia suddenly felt gossipy. "What did you say?"

Denton said very calmly, "I want to win over the boss."

"Who?"

"The Boss."

At this moment, Lydia seemed to have awakened her spiritual consciousness. She tried hard to suppress the desire to widen her eyes. In her mind, she immediately connected Denton's words.