A hundred…years? Yeon-woo’s eyes widened, wondering if he’d heard right. The Heavenly Demon grinned even more widely, as though he were enjoying this. “What, you think I’m joking?”

“If not?”

“Don’t get so scared, kiddo. Of course, I’m joking. How could a hundred years have passed by?”

Yeon-woo sighed in relief. He prided himself on his cold rationality in every situation, but somehow, the Heavenly Demon always made him feel uncertain of things.

“It’s been longer than that—to be exact, 193 years. Whew, your focus is amazing. I don’t even think I could do that, dang.”

Yeon-woo stiffened at the Heavenly Demon’s words. It had to be another joke.

“Why are you so surprised? Isn’t it obvious? You’ve been looking at the revelations for such a long time. Didn’t you think time would go by? You’re funny.”

Of course, Yeon-woo did feel that a lot of time had passed, but he never thought it would be something like that. Thoughts filled his head. Even though 200 years passed quickly for transcendents like the Heavenly Demon, it wasn’t the same for...