Chapter 81: The Ultimate Peak (3)
#Chapter 81: The Ultimate Peak (3)
Empty liquor bottles strewn everywhere.
The ward filled with a musty smell, a mix of spilled liquor and the lingering scent of medicine.
Bukgung Baek, sprawled out asleep on the bed.
The state of the room made the phrase “total disaster” spring to mind.
And then.
“……Master?”
“……”
“Master, I’m the head of the first division…”
Thwack.
Sure enough, a fist flew at him.
He’d expected it to some extent.
Quickly ducking his head to dodge, he unleashed a flurry of punches.
His opponent was a master of the Flower Fist, feared by the Ten Demon Clans and envied by the Mu Huang Sect.
If he blocked without using his full strength, his hand would be shattered for sure.
“Hmph!”
POW!
The Ten-Thirteen Fist technique, unleashed in an instant, barely deflected his hand.
“Hoo.”
Bukgung Baek, his eyes narrowed, rose to his feet with a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
“You’ve improved.”
“Don’t you ever get tired of doing this every time?”
“Confirming a subordinate’s achievements is both a superior’s duty and privilege.”
Even though he could have just asked, he insisted on using violence. That was typical North Palace Baek, the Great Leader.
“The reason you came here like this is because you couldn’t find the answer, right?”
As if he’d entered and exited my mind, he pinpointed my dilemma precisely.
“······Yes.”
And so began the consultation.
When I shared the conclusion I’d reached yesterday…
