"I can't even match a girl!"
Slap!
Imitating the chef's action, Wesley forcefully slapped his own face. He might have used a little too much force, making his cheek burn. However, it seemed that this act dispelled some of his fear.
"Ai Lin, are you ready?" Long Yi asked.
"Don't worry! I won't be careless this time!" Ai Lin clenched her little fist and smiled confidently.
Actually, Long Yi's biggest worry wasn't the chef and the mosquito brothers or the seemingly unconfident Wesley, but Ai Lin. Even though the chef and mosquito brothers seemed unreliable, they were in fact very meticulous thinkers. They were geniuses in their own right and would naturally understand anything without needing too much explanation. Wesley, even though he lacked confidence, was always able to complete any tasks assigned to him successfully. He just couldn't accurately assess his own strength.