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"Whatever I like?" Ernest thought about it for a while. He seemed to find it funny, and he asked, "What's there to talk about?"
"Maybe you can tell me why you're so good at fighting?" Leah was still starstruck at the scene of how he fended off four men by himself.
Ernest didn't think it was anything to shout about and he smiled faintly. "I just train regularly."
"Just training was enough to make you so good?" Leah was very surprised.
"Well, I guess it's ok. I didn't think much of it at the time." Ernest tried his best to recall the memory. "I was just out of elementary school and I was heading to junior high. My dad found me a coach to train us for a few years."
"Your dad's really wise." Leah was in awe of Heinz's foresight. "He prepared you guys so that you would be able to protect yourselves."
Ernest nodded. "That's most likely what he intended. Back then, we used to run into a lot of problems, so it was good that we were prepared."