The place Gu Yangcheon returned to was the same building he had left earlier.
Fortunately, it wasnât far, and he had memorized the path, making it easy to find. However, it still took him a while to arrive.
The reason was simple.
âIâm still pissed.â
There simply wasnât enough time to cool off the rage that had reached its boiling point.
âThat damn bastard.â
The more he thought about Gubong, the more his irritation grew.
âI shouldâve beaten him harder.â
He regretted not breaking him to the point where he couldnât get upâor at least not for another half a year.
âHaaaâ¦â
With a heavy sigh, he ran his fingers through his hair. Not that it helped ease his anger.
âAnd that idiot calls himself a disciple?â
Heâd tried to see Gubong in a better light, mainly because Noya seemed to favor him. Perhaps heâd even hesitated to break Gubong completely because of that.
âWhy the hell would he favor such a moron?â
All those considerations evaporated in an instant when Gubong abandoned his pride and knelt.
Bang!
Gu Yangcheon kicked the door open, startling the people inside.