“Stupid fool…” Sung-Ha muttered discontentedly, leaving the hospital room.0

Se-Hoon frowned as he watched Sung-Ha leave.0

So he was still a bit paranoid when he was young.0

Sung-Ha’s personality led him to doubt first if something didn’t seem rational to him. And while such a mindset wasn’t bad, Sung-Ha, or more precisely, the Mad Dog, took it to the extreme, making it problematic. 0

I remember how it took him three years to drink the water I gave him.3

Before that, Sung-Ha would either pierce through the water bottles Se-Hoon threw at him with a spear or cause a ruckus over how Se-Hoon was trying to assassinate him.0

His personality seems much better than in his Mad Dog days, but… it seems I still need to sort it out considering what happened just now.0

It didn’t matter if Sung-Ha just screwed up on his own, but it would be quite troublesome if, like just now, he tried to intervene when others approached Se-Hoon in the name of helping.0

With that thought, he began pondering over how to deal with Sung-Ha’s paranoia.0

“Don’t get too close to Yeom Sung-Ha.” 0

But before he could think too much about it, Erika, sitting on the bed, calmly spoke up. 0

“His position has become more precarious now that he has become a successor candidate. You could be swept into the Flame Sect’s power struggle if you’re not careful.” 0

“Really…? You think they’d bother me just because I know him?” 0

“They will,” Erika answered promptly, with a serious look on her face.6

“I wouldn’t put it past the current sect master, Lee Won-Ryong.”0

Regardless of whether Sung-Ha was studying in Babel or not, Lee Won-Ryong was someone who would go to great lengths to eliminate him if he thought Sung-Ha was an obstacle.0

Upon hearing her assessment, Se-Hoon reconsidered his thoughts about Lee Won-Ryong. 0

“I did hear about how sly he was, but…...0