The girl felt infuriated yet somewhat guilty upon hearing Nancy's words, as she indeed had been playing with her phone beside the piano.

But she still retorted, "I got here first. Can't I rest a bit after practicing?"

Linda, not willing to let her get away with such an excuse, countered, "Then why can't we practice while you rest?"

"No."

The girl snorted in triumph, "I'm just resting for a bit. I'll start practicing again soon."

Nancy didn't want to cause trouble, but that didn't mean she was a push-over.

Her dark brown eyes coldly fixed on the girl's smug face, her tone slightly hardening, "Fine, continue your practice then. We'll just wait here!"

"Hey, you two!"

The girl angrily stood up, pointing towards the door, "You get out! I can't focus on my practice with you here!"

"Why should we leave?"

Nancy scoffed, looking around, "As far as I know, there's no rule that says others can't come in while someone is practicing."

"You!"

The girl was fuming, her fingers trembling slightly from the exertion of practicing for two hours. She couldn't continue any longer without risking injury.

She glared furiously, grabbing Nancy with one hand and Linda with the other, pushing them towards the door, "Get out, this is my practice room! I don't welcome you here!"

Linda shook off her hand, her cute face filled with anger, "Who decided this is your practice room? Did you buy it or something?"

"You... you!"

The girl was livid, knowing she couldn't confront Nancy and Linda on her own.

She raised her hand, pointing at Nancy's nose, and said spitefully, "If you dare, then don't leave this room!"

Nancy looked at her disdainfully, nudging Linda, "There's a spot now, go ahead and practice."

"Got it."

Linda didn't even spare the girl another glance, sitting down at the piano without hesitation.

The girl glared at them, "You just wait!"

Nancy shrugged nonchalantly and sat beside Linda on another stool.

The girl, infuriated, stormed off and soon returned with a group of reinforcements.

"It's them!"

Hearing the noise, Nancy turned and saw a crowd at the door, her heart skipping a beat.

She had thought the girl went to fetch David or the organizers, not expecting her to bring all the members of their group.

As the girls walked in one by one, Nancy and Linda stood up.

"What do you want to do?"

The girl, arms crossed and bristling with arrogance, shouted, "What do we want? Huh! Weren't you two so tough when bullying me just now? Now that there are so many of us, are you scared?"

"Scared?"

Nancy laughed coldly, "Why would I be scared of you?"

Linda, standing beside her, chimed in, "Yeah, this is a training camp. Are you all planning to start a gang fight or something?"