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Not very skilled?
Yang En fell into thought. It truly was that he did not know the extent of Ren He's physical skills, and thus could not make a proper judgment. But what physical prowess could a middle school student have, right?
That's something ingrained in people's subconscious. If a middle schooler suddenly tells you they are great at fighting and can take on ten people, would you do anything other than laugh it off? Surely you wouldn't take it seriously?
99% of people wouldn't take it seriously.
So, it looked like that person indeed wasn't a professional. Yang En's heart settled down, but after this incident, he had erected a mental barrier as if Ren He had already sounded an alarm for him.
According to his previous thoughts, he had never considered that someone would attack him; he had been a diplomat, not a military attaché at the embassy, so his lack of expertise in this area was understandable.
