Chloe was absolutely livid.
The island was crawling with tiny cameras everywhere.
Clutching the cameras in her fists, she yelled at the sky, "You old creep, quit hiding and show yourself! You have the guts to spy on me, but not the courage to face me?"
Connor looked at Chloe, who was practically fuming, completely bewildered.
The live audience was also watching this unfold.
[Does Chloe not realize we're still on air?]
[What’s up with the production team? Dumping them on a deserted island and not telling them they're still being broadcasted? That's pretty shady.]
[Feels like Chloe's scolding us. I kind of feel guilty, what should we do?]
[Wait, why did the screen go black again?]
Chloe crushed the tiny cameras into bits with her hands.
"Is someone really watching us?" Connor asked, stepping forward.
Chloe nodded. "It must be my mentor."
"Mentor? What mentor?"
Chloe said, "You might not believe it, but when I was in my first year of high school, I found a beggar barely alive by the road on my way home from school. I gave him some money out of kindness, and he wouldn't leave me alone after that."
"To be honest, I don't know much about his background. He was already quite old when I met him, but he's incredibly skilled. It seems there's nothing he doesn't know. From that day, he'd wait for me on my way home from school, insisting on taking me as his apprentice.
"I was so annoyed by him that I had our driver pick me up, but he sneaked into our house, causing all sorts of trouble. Finally, out of sheer frustration, I agreed."
Connor looked as if he was listening to a fantastical tale.
Chloe smiled helplessly, "Sounds unbelievable, right? But it's true."
"So all your skills and those various talents, he taught you all that?"
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