“Ugh…”0

Se-Hoon winced as he stretched his body. He ached all over due to yesterday's sparring session, which had essentially been him getting beaten up by Sung-Ha.0

How could a third-year try so hard to win against a first-year…0

Both now and in his past, Sung-Ha was a narrow-minded person who would often boast about going all out against even the young and elderly. 0

Stretching, Se-Hoon worked to loosen his bruised body as he headed to the living room. When he arrived, he spotted Kwang-Soo and Jin-Hyun enjoying tea.0

Looking at Kwang-Soo first, Se-Hoon remarked, “I see you’re up early?” 0

“Well, the bed was quite uncomfortable.”0

Kwang-Soo’s response immediately prompted a glare from Se-Hoon. How could he blatantly voice his dissatisfaction in front of their host?0

But Jin-Hyun, the host, just smiled gently. 0

“He can’t sleep well in unfamiliar places. More importantly, how are you feeling?”0

“Well, I’m a bit stiff, but I’ll be fine soon.”0

Unless a part of his body was broken or severed, simple injuries like bruises could be healed quickly with Soul Honing. 0

Examining Se-Hoon, Jin-Hyun noticed he really was moving around without any real trouble. It made him curious.0

“Do you happen to have any recovery-type skills?”0

“I do have something similar, but it’s more geared toward support.”0

“Support, huh…? You continue to surprise me.”0

From helping him achieve his prime in the dream to holding his own against Sung-Ha yesterday, Jin-Hyun just couldn't see the limit to Se-Hoon’s talents.0

It should be fine to give it to him. 0

Having confirmed his decision once more, Jin-Hyun looked...0