Cough! Blood poured out of Shanon’s mouth. No amount of skill could overcome a torn throat. However, even though he was dying, his lips trembled. He was losing all of his strength and could barely move them, but Yeon-woo realized that he was trying to smile. ‘Is he laughing?’

“I’m glad...my subordinates…will live…!” Relief flooded Shanon’s eyes. 

A sense of sorrow flooded Yeon-woo as he looked at Shanon. “Aren’t you afraid of dying?”

“Of course…I did everything I...could to stay…alive.”

“Then why?”

“I became embarrassed…watching the…Martial King. I’m…also a leader, after all.”

Yeon-woo’s eyes widened as he realized why he was feeling so much sorrow. Even though Shanon had resigned himself to death and didn’t know how much time he had left, he still cared about his subordinates’ wellbeing. He might have once selfishly cared about his own survival, but somewhere along the line, he’d changed....