The two men entered an inn and ordered dozens of servings of food.
Geosang-ung began to devour everything that came out.
Crunch, crunch.
"Want to become the best martial artist in the world? Ha ha ha! My appetite is even greater today."
Geosang-ung stuffed food into his mouth without restraint.
"With such pathetic martial arts?"
"Hahaha! Look at this piglet talking like a human!"
His arm holding the chopsticks trembled.
It was probably due to the long hours of martial arts training until exhaustion.
Geosang-ung threw the chopsticks aside and began to shovel food into his mouth with his hands.
"… Senior. Are you okay?"
The voice of Yasu-hyeok faded in and out, and at some point, nothing could be heard.
"If you attend the Cheongryong Academy, you should know your place."
"Such an ignorant fool."
Geosang-ung ate even more ravenously to forget the rising shame, humiliation, and fear.
"I will make you remember today for the rest of your life. I will carve it into that body of yours."
Sweat poured from his entire body, and food began to rise in his stomach, but he paid it no mind.
The moment the fierce smile approaching him came to mind, Geosang-ung had a fit.
"Ugh! Ugh!"
"Senior? Senior!!"
He forced himself to swallow the food that was about to come back up.
His face was smeared with tears, making it hard to see.