Chapter 688: PAID

“What exactly have you been up to?”

I asked this as soon as I encountered Paejon after finishing my training late in the evening.

Hearing my question, Paejon frowned deeply.

“Is that the first thing you ask your master after seeing him for the first time in days?”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Well, of course, I figured you’d come back eventually.”

If possible, I had hoped he’d take longer to return. Maybe about seven or fifteen days?

That would’ve been ideal. Unfortunately, Paejon returned far too soon.

And not only that—

“I just didn’t expect you to return so noisily.”

Very noisily, in fact.

“Do you know how loud Hanam has been all day?”

“Isn’t Hanam always a noisy place?”

He wasn’t wrong.

As the most developed city in Zhongyuan, it was naturally bustling from dawn till dusk.

‘But today, the commotion was far beyond the usual.’

I looked at Paejon, recalling all the things I had heard today to the point of exhaustion.

“Are you seriously going to participate?”

The news that Toulong (Fighting Dragon) Biyo-jin was participating in the Bi-mu-je had spread like wildfire across Hanam.

All day long, the talk on the streets had shifted entirely. In the morning, it had been about me, but the moment this news broke, my story was swept away like a leaf in a river current.

Toulong, one of the Six Dragons, participating in the Bi-mu-je wasn’t that big of a deal on its own.

After all, Dokbong Tang So-yeol was also confirmed to participate, and even the Celestial Dragon’s participation was anticipated.

However, the reason for the uproar over Toulong’s announcement was simple.

Toulong had been revealed to be the direct disciple of Paejon, one of the Three Supreme Elders.

The official recognition of Paejon’s disciple had caused an uproar that lasted all day.

But what the world didn’t know—

‘Was that Paejon himself is Toulong.’

I glanced at the man casually eating the dumplings I had brought earlier.

Though he seemed indifferent to my question, I knew better than to take it at face value.

“Why? Is there a problem with me participating?”

“It feels like you’re crashing a playground to cause trouble.”

“Ha.”

Paejon let out a laugh as if he couldn’t believe what he’d just heard.

“Disciple, do you think you’re any different?”

“I’m just a kid, aren’t I?”

“Look at this shameless brat.”

He sighed deeply, holding his dumpling. Watching him, I decided to ask,

“Elder.”

“Yes.”

“Is this what you were planning to tell me before?”