Andrew chuckled. "I was just kidding. It was just a friendly spar, so there was no need to talk about winning or losing. Come on, I'll take you inside to patch you up."

Andrew's tone shifted casually, dropping the whole ‘black tights' thing. Then, he turned to lead the way.

As he walked off, he glanced back at the trio and barked, "You three, keep training! No slacking off. If I catch anyone slacking, your training's getting doubled!"

Lauren and the others immediately got serious and picked up the pace.

Chantelle followed Andrew reluctantly, clearly in a foul mood. "My injuries are fine. I don't need treatment. I only came here to inform you that I'll be investigating the parasite poison situation with Hank starting today."

Andrew raised a brow. "With Hank, that scumbag? Whose genius idea was that?"

Chantelle looked disgusted. "Relax, I know exactly what kind of trash he is. Besides, men are all the same anyway. I don't care whose idea it was, but I'm not giving him an ounc