I Became the Youngest Disciple of the Martial God

Millions of possibilities sped through my mind.

“The hell are you saying, you crazy bastard? It’s you, right? The one who’s been sending me those weird letters since I came here? And there was even a threat in your last one.”

One of those possibilities was removed as I heard Sellen’s annoyed response.

It seemed these two weren’t on the same side.

I let out a sigh of relief. If Sellen had been hiding her true intentions and acting dumb, and I had fallen for it without even a sliver of doubt...

I would never be able to face Fourth Senior Brother again.

Sellen continued to talk.

“I don’t know who you are, but if you’re tired, just shut up, head back, and go to sleep.”

“...You don’t know who I am.”