“Are you… very disappointed in me?” Ye Jin-rang carefully opened his mouth, asking Kang-oh, who had been silent so far. Kang-oh could feel his master struggling, even pleading in his demeanor. He could not understand why Ye Jin-rang was so concerned with his reaction, so carefully observing his expression. Frankly speaking, meddling in his master’s…

Fortunately, the campfire was still burning, not yet extinguished. Woo picked up one of the firewood logs that had caught fire. The muzzles of the three wolves that had rushed at the horse were soaked in blood. The loyal horse that had been carrying Woo’s load trembled violently before collapsing in a heap. “Damn it…!”…

That was peculiar. The Third Overseer always had a chip on his shoulder about his own limited martial arts ability, which made him reluctant to show off any skills in front of others. Whether it was swordsmanship or light-footed techniques, it was very rare for him to demonstrate them. Yet here he was, not just…

“Th-that can’t be true! Before assigning the task, I personally scouted this hillside… But due to the poor living conditions, I ended up using up the budget to gather supplies, and… I have prepared subpar items that do not meet your standards, Third Disciple. Please punish this old fool for my incompetence.” The Third Overseer…

Unlike the previous night, groans of pain could be heard seeping out of the hut. They were cries of anguish. Kang-oh, with his keen hearing, caught the sound of labored, shallow breathing but stayed silent, not wanting to let Woo know he was nearby. Just then, Woo staggered out of the hut, drank some water,…