Chapter 812: Trace (3)
At the top floor of Hwangmyeong Tower, as the sun set and the night sky became visible outside the window, Seong Guk-eon and Jeon Moo-young remained asleep.
The tigers had seen the replay countless times, and this time, since they were dealing with two individuals who had less interaction, they appeared to be at peace.
Of course, Kim Shin-rok was the exception.
“Kim Shin-rok, their Ineungpa states are normal. Didn’t you see that Jeok-ho also opened his eyes safely? Don’t worry too much.”
“Son, the students you taught won’t be easily broken by a dream like this. Come on, have some dried persimmons.”
“But....”
Kim Shin-rok briefly glanced at the neatly sliced dried persimmons but didn’t seem inclined to sit down.
Perhaps he couldn’t bring himself to eat dried persimmons with his disciple wandering through nightmares.
Watching him, Baek Ho-gun suddenly lifted a one-person sofa effortlessly.
It was a substantial weight, yet his movements were as light as carrying an empty cardboard box.
Baek Ho-gun set the sofa down right behind Kim Shin-rok.
“Sit down.”