Dustin was rendered speechless. What else was he supposed to think when a girl willingly approached him at night?

Too lazy to argue, Dustin merely asked, "What do you need?"

"Judging from today's battle, you seem like a good fighter. How did you do that?" Abigail asked.

"Ever heard of Elder-level martial artists? I'm one of them, so I can easily handle over three hundred opponents." Dustin answered nonchalantly.

"Yeah, right. I doubt it." Abigail clearly didn't believe him.

"Whatever.