Do You Hate Me?

If he said that he wasn't unnerved by the prospect of meeting her, he would be lying because his heart was pounding with energy. He knew he needed to exercise self-control to ensure that he didn't just lash out at her and kill her where she stood.

The rational part of his mind urged him not to react and simply to pretend that he had no idea who the hell she was.

His mind considered the prospect that there was a different Martial Master who went by the name of Uma.

Of course, this was highly implausible.

There were only so many Martial Masters; there was an extremely low probability that there were two Martial Masters out there with an unusual name like Uma.

No, there was no doubt that this was her.

The evaluation was prepared shortly after the briefing without too much of a waste of time, no more than an hour. However, it felt like forever to Rui.

Each minute, each second stretched out to what felt like an eternity.