A barrage of imaginary question marks flashed across Yurin’s face.
She stared at the man lounging on the chair in absolute disbelief.
Did he seriously just ask if she was tired…
so he could send her on a snack run?
Seeing her utterly dumbfounded expression, Alex gestured casually at the scenery.
“Look around.
The weather is perfect, the view is great.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful to sit back, enjoy the breeze, and snack on something cold?”
Yurin’s temper flared.
He was actually treating her like an errand girl!
‘That three-eyed baldy might be your disciple, but I’m certainly not!’ she thought furiously.
“Why should I go buy you anything?” she snapped, her voice icy.
“I’m not your student.”
“Now, don’t be like that,” Alex said with a breezy wave.
“If you do a good job, I might just order Tien to marry you.”
Alex wasn’t surprised by her outburst, nor did he blame her.
She had spent years harboring deep-seated resentment toward Tien, pushing herself to master talisman magic purely out of spite.
Pent-up frustration like that was bound to make anyone a little explosive.
A healthy dose of affection from Tien would eventually put out that fire.
Hearing that, Yurin bit her lip.
A faint blush crept across her cheeks.
“W-what are you talking about?!” she stammered.
“As if I’d ever want that three-eyed baldy to…
to be with me!”
“Oh?
Is that so?” Alex shrugged, utterly unbothered.
“Well then, I’ll just find someone else for him to marry.”
That hit a nerve.
Like a cat whose tail had just been stomped on, Yurin sprang up, jabbing a finger at him.
“Don’t you dare!”
Alex just smirked, highly amused.
“Didn’t you just say you had no interest in being with him?
Why are you getting so worked up?”
“Hmph!
I just don’t want him being happy with anyone else, either!”
“Isn’t that a bit of a contradiction?” Alex teased.
“It is not a contradiction!
It’s…
it’s…” Yurin sputtered, struggling to find a justification.
“It’s what?” Alex pressed playfully.
“Because you want to see him suffer?”
“Exactly!”
“Because you want to punish him?”
“Yes!”
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“Right!”
The moment the word left her mouth, Yurin realized exactly what she had admitted.
She had been completely played.
Her face flushed red with embarrassment and fury.
In a flash, she snatched a paper talisman from the pouch at her waist and dropped into a combat stance.
“You dare make a fool out of me?!
Let’s see how much you talk after this!”
She began chanting rapidly.
“Rin!
Pyo!
Lightning!”
The paper talisman in her hand ignited, burning to ash in the blink of an eye.
“Gather!”
Instantly, a dark, churning thundercloud materialized directly above Alex’s head, crackling with volatile energy.
“I’ll give you one chance to apologize, you smug bastard!” Yurin threatened.
Alex just let out a light, airy laugh, paying the looming storm cloud no mind whatsoever.
That blatant disrespect pushed Yurin over the edge.
“Fine!
Have it your way!” she shrieked.
“Strike!”
CRACK!
The talisman-conjured cloud roared, and a bolt of magical lightning as thick as a man’s arm crashed straight down toward Alex’s chair.
A vindictive smirk spread across Yurin’s face.
She was already picturing him covered in soot, coughing up smoke with his clothes blown to shreds.
BOOM!
The lightning violently exploded against the chair.
A thick plume of smoke rushed into the air, accompanied by the distinct smell of scorched wood.
Catching a whiff of the destruction, Yurin’s smirk widened into a triumphant grin.
“Serves you right!
So what if you’re that three-eyed baldy’s master?
You still got blasted all the same!” She smugly brushed a thumb against her nose.
“Your talisman magic isn’t half bad,” a calm voice remarked.
Caught up in her own victory, Yurin didn’t even process where the voice was coming from.
“Of course it’s not!” she boasted.
Then, she froze.
Wait a minute.
She whipped her head around toward the sound.
There was Alex, lounging comfortably in another wooden chair a few yards away, his eyes closed as he continued to soak up the sun.
Yurin’s eyes went wide with absolute horror.
“Y-you…!”
She had watched the lightning strike him directly!
How was he completely unharmed?!
When did he even move?!
And why was he acting so leisurely?!
In reality, the speed of her magical lightning was nothing more than a joke to Alex.
With his current power level, it looked slower than a crawling snail.
Trying to hit him with an attack like that was practically impossible. This chapter is updated first at g.com.
Alex completely ignored her shock.
“Yurin, with your current strength, you are no match for Tien.
If you’re planning to use him as a punching bag to vent your frustrations, you’re going to be disappointed.”
Naturally, Yurin refused to believe him.
“Hmph!
I’ve spent years putting myself through hell to perfect my talisman magic,” she said arrogantly.
“There is no way I’d lose to that three-eyed baldy!
Stop trying to intimidate me!”
Alex just smiled softly and didn’t bother arguing.
Seeing that he wasn’t going to respond, Yurin opened her mouth to snap back—but quickly swallowed her words.
Based on his effortless dodge just now, she knew full well that she was hopelessly outmatched against him.
She was self-aware enough to realize that much, even if she stubbornly refused to admit it out loud.
At that moment, the familiar mechanical voice chimed in Alex’s head.
“Ding!
Disciple Tien Shinhan has increased his base power level by 300 Million.
Host receives a double boost of 600 Million.” “Current Host Base Power Level: 5.2 Billion.”
‘Oh?
Another 300 million already?’ Alex was genuinely impressed.
‘That Three-Eyed Celestial Bloodline is seriously putting in the work!’
‘Keep at it, Tien.
I hope you can last a long time in there!’
He let out a long yawn.
“Ah~ Such perfect weather.
Think I’ll take a nap.” He stretched his arms high above his head and settled back into his chair.
Twenty hours later.
It was the afternoon of the following day.
Yurin had long since run out of patience.
Glaring at Alex, who was once again lounging in his chair, munching on snacks and enjoying the scenery, she demanded, “You said I only had to wait a day and that three-eyed baldy would show up.
Well?
Where is he?!”
“Patience,” Alex replied smoothly, not a shred of urgency in his voice.
“It hasn’t quite been a full twenty-four hours yet, has it?”
“Ding!
Disciple Tien Shinhan has increased his base power level by 400 Million.
Host receives a double boost of 800 Million.” “Current Host Base Power Level: 6 Billion.”
Whoosh!
Right on cue, two ragged, battered figures dropped from the sky, landing heavily in the courtyard.
One was tall and bald, possessing a distinct third eye on his forehead.
The other was much smaller, resembling a pale little boy with a single, comical strand of hair sticking up from his otherwise bald head.
Yurin recognized them instantly.
“Three-eyed baldy!” she shrieked.
Despite the venom in her voice and the deep scowl on her face, there was an unmistakable flash of joy in her eyes, heavily mixed with the bitter grievance of a scorned lover.
It was Tien and Chiaotzu.