“Phew...”

Kang Jin-Ho was enjoying a rare break from the action.

'I've been too mindlessly busy lately.'

Scheduling a rest day for himself meant he could now afford to take a day off per week. It wasn't as if he felt physical fatigue, though. However, getting stuck in the pizzeria all day long meant Kang Jin-Ho couldn't find enough time to attend to his personal matters.

He couldn't recall the last time he got to sit in his father's cafe and enjoy a cup of his father's brew. He even got to learn that this calming me-time was actually healing him inside as well.

'Maybe I've gotten frailer?'

There was a time in Zhongyuan when Kang Jin-Ho had to escape from the seemingly-inescapable net set up by the experts of righteous sects. However, even that life-or-death battle for survival failed to tire Kang Jin-Ho. Never once did he think, 'I'm tired,' as he desperately ran with his life on the line for three days and nights, Even though blinking was a luxury he couldn't even afford back then as countless dangers constantly zeroed in on him.

But for him to feel fatigued by something so insignificant?

'But it's kind of natural, no?'

Humans were supposed to get tired after working. And they were also supposed to rest when they were tired. Life in Zhongyuan was about constantly suppressing that natural order of things or pretending that it didn't even exist.

However, did Kang Jin-Ho have a reason to repeat that lifestyle in this world? Of course not.

Kang Jin-Ho savored the coffee's aroma tickling his nostril and slowly stirred...