Chapter 117
Yeon Woo Jin turned his gaze toward the children who had fallen from the cliff.
Shiver—
The moment Shin Dowoon caught sight of Woo Jin’s eyes, he snapped into motion, immediately resuming his sit-stand routine with renewed vigor.
Chanting loudly as he moved.
Meanwhile, Woo Jin curled one side of his mouth into a smile and began walking toward the lower-level students, who were breathing sighs of relief.
The mid- and upper-level students, including Jang Woon, watched with pity.
They knew exactly what that smile meant.
“Hell’s about to open.”
“Ugh... That brought back memories. Chilling ones.”
“Hey, hey. Don’t make eye contact. Just train. If he looks your way, we’re all screwed.”
“Y-Yeah, good idea.”
The older students backed away as far as they could, focusing only on their own training.