"Miss Leopard Cat, long time no see, caught in my hands again?"
Dirk Carter played with her dagger, speaking leisurely.
"You... you're despicable, if it weren't for your trickery... anyway, you didn't win fairly."
The Leopard Cat snorted coldly.
Dirk Carter frowned slightly, pointed at the room's door, and asked, "So sneaking into my room in the middle of the night counts as being righteous?"
"You owe me that!"
The Leopard Cat said coldly.
Dirk Carter laughed and asked, "I owe you? What do I owe you?"
"You killed my boss."
The Leopard Cat continued.
Dirk Carter nodded and said, "Isabelle Guthrie, I've read your background. Your parents were ordinary farmers, and when you were a teenager, your family faced a crisis and later Benson Caldwell adopted you. You learned kickboxing under Benson Caldwell's guidance and almost won the national kickboxing championship, right?"
"And so what? Mr. Caldwell is my benefactor. I can't save him now, so I have to kill you to avenge him."
