Chapter 146: The Healer

Xhemin's question got the professor's attention. He scrutinized the girl, wondering whether she was bluffing him or that perhaps she doesn't really know why. But judging from how the girl acted, she seemed to have no idea at all.

"You don't remember?" He asked as he was eyeing the latter, dismissing his previous attempt of lighting up the cigar that was tucked between his fingers already.

"Remember what?" Now, the girl was more dead curious. Her eyes narrowed at the professor trying to guess out what the former was referring to.

"It was I who taught you their language…" he revealed. "…When you were a little bit younger"

"Huh?" The revelation got Xhemin thinking. Did the professor really teach her way back then? But for what reason? She was trying so hard to remember her younger days with him as it seemed ages ago. Perhaps he really did teach her, but she doesn't anymore remember.