TL: FoodieMonster007
The next day, a guest arrived at White Dragon Manor.
“Sangwoong!”
Geo Sangwoong, who was imrsed in his martial arts practice, looked up at the ntion of his na. When he saw the visitor, his face lit up as he exclaid, “Senior Yang! You’re here?”
At the sight of Geo Sangwoong’s expression, which was the brightest he’d seen in years, Yang Jin, whom Geo Sangwoong usually addressed as Senior Yang, flinched and took a step back, bewildered.
“I heard you had a seizure at the inn… Are you okay?” Yang Jin asked hesitantly.
Patting his slightly smaller paunch, Geo Sangwoong burst out laughing, “Hahaha! That was a few days ago. I’m fine now. You needn’t have bothered coming all this way to see .”
“…How could I not? I ca running as soon as your father told what happened to you. Here, take this,” Yang Jin handed over a get-well gift, smiling awkwardly.
It was a snack that Geo Sangwoong usually enjoyed. This ti, however, Geo Sangwoong didn’t even look at it. “Never mind. Co in. I’ll show you to the lounge.” He said, beckoning Yang Jin to follow him.
“Huh? Oh, okay.”
Shortly after, they sat facing each other in the lounge.
Still dumbstruck, Yang Jin stared closely at Geo Sangwoong. The young man’s once flabby cheeks were now a bit slimr, and he wore a well-fitted black martial arts uniform instead of his usual baggy clothes. Most notably, his deanor had changed. The person who always wore a fake, sly smile was now genuinely happy and talkative.
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This guy… how has he changed so much in only a few days? he wondered.
Sensing Yang Jin’s discomfort, Geo Sangwoong started the conversation, asking, “How have you been, Senior Yang? Still hooked on gambling?”
“…Yeah, I guess so,” Yang Jin replied sheepishly, catching a glimpse of his own reflection in a mirror. Compared to the vibrant and dapper Geo Sangwoong before him, his scruffy goatee and hunched shoulders made him look shabby.
Damn it… Yang Jin gritted his teeth inwardly, upset that for a brief mont, he seriously felt that he was inferior to Geo Sangwoong. However, he didn’t show it, instead pretending to be concerned.
“I saw you training earlier. Are you sure that’s okay? You might have another seizure…”
“I’m fully recovered.”
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“…What?”
“Hahaha! I said I’m fully recovered!”
Yang Jin’s face turned pale, as if he had seen a ghost. Although he’d graduated now, two years ago, he was one of the students who had snuck out with Geo Sangwoong and gotten thrashed by the Heavenly Martial Academy.
“What do you an, fully recovered? You don’t have nightmares anymore?” he pressed.
“Yup. Not only do I no longer have nightmares, I also don’t feel the urge to binge eat or gamble anymore.”
“How…?” Yang Jin’s jaw dropped. No, this can’t be happening!
Geo Sangwoong smiled warmly. “It’s all thanks to Master Baek Suryong.”
“Who?” Yang Jin blabbed involuntarily. He wasn’t asking about Baek Suryong because he didn’t know of him, he just hadn’t expected that person to be ntioned out of the blue.
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Baek Suryong cured Geo Sangwoong’s seizures? That’s impossible!
Baek Suryong was the most talked about person in the city lately, and even the organization Yang Jin belonged to had discussed whether there was a need to eliminate him several tis…
“I heard we have a guest?” soone suddenly asked.
Both n imdiately turned toward the lounge door. The voice had co from outside.
Geo Sangwoong quickly stood up and opened the door. “Please co in, Mr. Baek,” he greeted.
Standing at the doorway, Baek Suryong peeked into the lounge and t Yang Jin’s gaze briefly before entering. Turning back to Geo Sangwoong, he asked, “Is he a friend of yours?”
“Yes! He is an alumnus of the Azure Dragon Academy.”
“Is that so?”
Following Geo Sangwoong’s lead, Yang Jin stood up and clasped his hands in greeting. “Hello, Mr. Baek. My na is Yang Jin. I’ve heard a lot about you from Sangwoong.”
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“……” Baek Suryong looked at Yang Jin for a mont, then smiled faintly.
Suddenly, Yang Jin felt completely exposed. He swallowed dryly, trying his best not to crumble beneath the pressure of Baek Suryong’s gaze.
“Feel free to stay and relax. You’re also welco to join us for dinner,” Baek Suryong said casually.
“…Thank you, but I have to leave soon. I have another appointnt…”
“What appointnt? You’re always at the gambling den,” Geo Sangwoong interjected.
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“…I really have sothing urgent to do today,” Yang Jin replied anxiously, feeling cold sweat running down his back.
Baek Suryong chuckled and patted him on the shoulder. “My apologies, I seem to have interrupted your get-together. Go ahead and enjoy your ti together.”
“Yes, thank you.”
Baek Suryong turned and walked away.
Even after he left, the two continued to chat about various things, but Yang Jin no longer heard what Geo Sangwoong was saying.
“…I should get going,” he said absentmindedly.
“So soon? At least stay for dinner.”
“I really am pressed for ti,” Yang Jin insisted, standing up to leave.
Geo Sangwoong looked at him with disappointnt. “Well, if you must… Anyway, I’ll be staying here for a while, so visit whenever you can.”
“…What about the gambling den?”
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“I won’t be going there anymore.”
Yang Jin’s expression hardened.
Seeing this, Geo Sangwoong smiled bitterly. “Senior, it’s thanks to Mr. Baek that I am able to practice martial arts again. It feels like I’m finally alive again. According to Mr. Baek… I’ve been suffering from qi deviation all this ti.”
What nonsense! You never had qi deviation! Yang Jin wanted to shout, but he knew better.
Seeing Yang Jin’s obvious panic, Geo Sangwoong looked at him worriedly. “Senior, are you still having nightmares? If necessary, you should get yourself examined by Mr. Baek. I can set up a ti for you.”
“No, no, I’m fine. My symptoms aren’t as severe as yours. I’ve forgotten all about what happened back then,” Yang Jin replied, shaking his head vigorously.
Two years ago, both he and Geo Sangwoong had been victims of the sa incident at the Heavenly Martial Academy. However, their paths diverged drastically afterward.
While Geo Sangwoong struggled to overco the trauma, Yang Jin quickly accepted his fate. That’s why, when the organization extended a hand, he didn’t hesitate. He felt no guilt when they gave him orders.
“Ruin Geo Sangwoong. Gambling, drinking, whatever it takes. Break his spirit.”
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The plan had been proceeding smoothly until now…
“Senior?”
Geo Sangwoong’s voice brought Yang Jin back to reality.
“…I really have to go. Let’s et again soon.”
Having said that, Yang Jin hurriedly left the White Dragon Manor, biting his lip in distress.
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This is going horribly wrong. Geo Sangwoong has been cured!
Yang Jin shivered nervously as he made his way to his regular gambling den. However, he wasn’t going there to gamble. He had to report to his organization, the Blood Cult, at once.
A short while later, Baek Suryong quietly appeared where Yang Jin had stood.
“So, it was him.”
A cold smile ford on Baek Suryong’s lips.
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