Kkiiik.

Theo discovered a familiar face when he opened the door. Both of them had sensed each other, so they weren’t entirely surprised. Bandages covered half his skin, but Randolph was as cheerful as ever.

“Oh, did the naughty and oversleeping Young Master finally wake up?”

“Meanwhile, Randolph can easily run around,” Theo’s admiration was clear as he examined Randolph.

It was as he said. Lee Yoonsung’s memories had left Theo with a deft eye for anatomy and diagnosis. Randolph’s injuries would take at least a month to heal, and three months to recover back to his peak. His body was a tribute to the life and death battle he had fought.

However, Randolph seemed extraordinarily pleased. “Of course. I made some profit from this battle, so how can I lie down and forget it?”

“Profit? Surely..” Theo asked as Randolph laughed gleefully.

“Well, it’s only been half a day since I caught sight of it,” Randolph spoke casually, but the meaning of his words was never light.

There was only one thing which would count as profit. It was the prerequisite...