Chapter 7
His gear might’ve been pretty bare-bones, but inside a dungeon, the bastard never missed a beat. Whenever Heejae dragged me around, we’d clear ten dungeons at nearly thirty minutes each, and I had to stay so focused I barely even had time to drink water. Considering most people took an hour to clear a single dungeon with a four-person party, it was a brutal pace. And whenever I looked even a little tired or whiffed a few skills, he’d use our measly three-year age gap to treat me like some old man on his deathbed.
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