PAID

Fortunately, Jin Yoo-ha managed to avoid what could have been the worst-case scenario for Baek Seol-hee.

"No matter how much you claim to be my master's master, I can't agree to become your disciple without my master’s consent," Jin Yoo-ha said, standing firm in his loyalty.

Though it seemed like he hesitated for a moment, Baek Seol-hee's influence on him was clearly strong. That monster of a kid must have thoroughly ingrained her teachings into him.

‘Tsk, I was so close,’ the Sword Sovereign thought, clicking her tongue in disappointment as she glanced at Jin Yoo-ha. But then, she reconsidered.

‘No, I still have plenty of time. He’s not leaving anytime soon, and he came here to learn the sword anyway, right?’

Yes, he had come to her seeking instruction in the sword. If she stayed close and persistently taught him, it would only be a matter of time before he opened up to her. After all, those obsessed with the sword were ultimately selfish beings, with a screw loose somewhere.

‘Hmph, maybe I should share some stories about his master. That might make him trust me faster.’

She would take her time, like taming a wary stray cat. Eventually, she would make it so he couldn’t resist seeking her guidance. The Sword Sovereign’s eyes gleamed with a cold light.

‘One day, he’ll beg me to take him as a disciple. I’ll make sure he can’t be satisfied without my teaching.’

She was confident in her abilities.

"Well, if you’re so insistent, I suppose I have no choice but to give up. I won’t push you to be my disciple anymore," the Sword Sovereign said, her words dripping with insincerity. Jin Yoo-ha, relieved that the awkward conversation was over, let out a sigh of relief.

"But, since I agreed to watch your swordsmanship, let’s see what your 'master' taught you. Show me everything you’ve got," she continued.@@novelbin@@

"Understood," Jin Yoo-ha replied.

"Don’t disappoint me."