Immediately, all of the people froze, their expressions a mixture of shock and disbelief. But the most shocked of them all was Han Seungho, who quickly dropped to his knees. His face was much older now, a harsh reminder of the time that had passed. He looked like he was in his mid-forties, the years etched into his features.
"M-m-mas-MASTER!" Han Seungho stammered, his voice trembling with a mix of fear and what I could only assume was relief. "I thought you were dead! Master! You... YOU! What happened to you?! What happened to the rest, and what about Lee Seo-yeon...? Is she...?"
His words tumbled out in a frantic rush, and I could see the hope in his eyes. It was clear he no longer cared about the battle. The weight of his questions hung in the air, and I could sense the deep pain in him. That poor bastard, who had once been a womanizer, had clearly fallen for one girl and couldn't forget her. In a strange way, I thought perhaps he'd changed for the better.
