At that moment, a loud cough rang out.

Jang Maldong was standing in front of the door, looking at the distant mountain.

“Looks like it’s gotten a lot quieter now… may I come in?”

“Ah, yes, yes!”

Seo Yuhui quickly got off of Seol Jihu and scurried away from the room like a newly-wed wife who had just been caught in an intimate moment by her father-in-law.

Teresa and Chohong also left, feeling rather pleased with themselves.

“I didn’t mean you had to leave.”

Jang Maldong sat down on a chair and took off his fedora.

Seol Jihu greeted him with a smile.

“I’m glad you’re here, Master.”

“Me too. You have no clue how hard it was to cut in.”

When Jang Maldong grumbled quietly, Seol Jihu readily agreed with him.

“Yeah, they stormed in the moment you took out the needles.”

“How is your body doing?”

“Everything’s fine. My physical level went down, but it says that it’s only temporary and will recover after a good rest.”

“That’s good to hear.”

Jang Maldong was rather brusque in his manner of speech. But remembering what Chohong said to herself while he was ‘unconscious’, Seol Jihu smiled happily.

After a momentary silence, Jang Maldong opened his mouth.

“I’m sure you’re tired of hearing this by now… but well done. The victory at Arden Valley is an achievement worthy of being lauded as legendary. You really did well.”

“Haha, legendary? You’re flattering me.”

“I’m saying it as it is. What you accomplished is something no one has...