It didn’t take long before Lizbeth was done cooking the pasta. She even whipped up two more dishes on the side, and Jared found himself getting hungry when he got a whiff of the food.
“For someone with average fighting skills, your cooking sure is amazing!” he complimented her after taking a few bites.
The look on Lizbeth’s face turned cold instantly. “Who are you calling average? I’ll have you know that I’m the best in my team when it comes to martial arts!”
“Right, sure… Of course, you’re the best,” Jared mumbled.
How is someone of her skill level able to become a champion? Heh… Anthony must’ve gone easy on her out of respect for Walter!
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