"Must you always be this reckless? We only hunted a low level demon and yet you're this injured?" Jinwoo's strict voice scolds you as he tends to your injuries, delicately wrapping your arm with a clean bandage. "I only left for a few minutes."

He continues to scold you lightly, his elegant and long black sleeves swishing around with his graceful movements. This man in front of you is your master despite the fact that he is technically just a few years older than you.

Jinwoo had flipped the murim world upside down, toppling over the grandmasters and also turning the demon world into his obedient dogs due to the sheer power he holds as the shadow monarch. With his many accomplishments and unmatched power— He was hailed as the most powerful master of the martial arts world that people speculate that his capabilities can bring down the gods if he ever so wishes to.

And right now, that same, powerful godlike man is tending to your injuries and scolding you as you had foolishly charged headfirst towards a demon several qi stages above you while Jinwoo himself was investigating by asking around the village for clues to the investigation only to come back to you almost losing your life to a mere demon.