Just as Han Dong was about to step into the area designated as [Freshman],
someone gently tugged at his sleeve.
"Hey... could I join you? I swear I won't disturb you.
Additionally, the witch told me about many details in the preliminary competition! I'm willing to share all of it...if there's a team stage, teaming up could increase our chances significantly."
Han Dong didn't respond directly.
Instead, he glanced at the wind-up timer on his wrist, ensuring he had enough time.
"Come with me."
"Okay…"
Han Dong briskly made his way to the nearest competition rest area, identifying a secluded and dark spot as soon as he entered.
Thump!
A wall-slam.
As soon as Mia stepped in there, Han Dong showed an unusually tough side and forced her into a corner.
"I won the sparring match three days ago, right? The condition was that you stop pestering me... I hope you'll keep your promise."
Unnerved by the wall-slam and Han's fierce gaze, Mia's eyes instantly welled up with tears.
