"So, your INT must be really high, huh?" Robert said, smiling lazily. "No wonder you refuse to tell us. Must've found a secret grinding spot?"
His tone was casual, but his intent wasn't. He wanted to stir the pot, redirect the girls' admiration away from Ren and back toward himself.
"That's right," Lucia chimed in, squinting at Ren suspiciously. "How did you do it? My INT is the highest among us, but I can't even break a hundred damage. You must've found something."
Ren met her gaze. Her crooked teeth and little fangs gave her an oddly charming fierceness. Among Silvia's group, she was the most impulsive—and the hardest to reason with.
"You don't need to concern yourself with my ATP," Ren replied evenly, his voice calm but cutting. "Just like how you, Robert, said earlier that teaching others 'isn't your job,' discussing my stats isn't part of mine either."
