"What the hell are you?"

I asked as I looked at Gubong, who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"…"

The bastard didn’t answer my question. I frowned as I looked at him. His face was very swollen. His eye socket was swollen and bloodshot.

There was no need to mention who had done it. That wasn’t what concerned me.

‘He’s already walking around?’

Gubong had already recovered enough to walk. That’s what caught my attention.

‘I didn’t exactly hold back, though.’

Of course, I hadn’t killed him—I was careful about that—but I hadn’t gone easy on him either. I had been venting my anger and hit him with punches full of emotion, as if to crush him.

‘His recovery speed is definitely fast.’

Seeing him standing there now, I couldn’t help but laugh dryly.

"So, what? Want to go at it again now that you’re up?"

I tilted my head slightly as I spoke.

"There won’t be a second time. Next time, I’ll really kill you. Got it?"

I had spared him once; there wouldn’t be a second time. When I spoke with genuine menace, Gubong’s shoulders flinched. He swallowed dryly and then stammered.

"…I-I didn’t come here to fight."

He quickly added an explanation. Not here to fight? Then why?

"…The Grandmaster ordered me to guide the honored guests."

"What?"

At those words, I frowned even harder.@@novelbin@@

‘Guide?’

Now that I thought about it, the old man had mentioned something about assigning a guide. So, Gubong was the one he sent?

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