Han-Yeol mounted Kandir and delivered a punch for every word he uttered.

Harkan was undeniably weaker than Kandir, even though they were the same age. Kandir's strength didn't matter, as Harkan also hailed from a warrior lineage and was a beastman himself.

“Grr… Krraang Mir Jami…!” Kandir roared.

“I can’t understand you,” Han-Yeol nonchalantly said before throwing punches.

Puk! Puk! Puk! Puk! 

Han-Yeol appeared quite intimidating as he relentlessly focused his strikes solely on Kandir's face.

"Stop!" The adult beastman suddenly intervened.

Han-Yeol immediately halted, almost as though he had been awaiting the signal, before turning his gaze toward the beastman and inquiring, "Did I win?"

"A resounding victory," the adult beastman replied.

He then approached Han-Yeol, raised his hand, and shouted, "The victor! Harkan!"

“...”

“...”

“...”

The crowd fell into stunned silence at the outcome of the match, making one individual's voice stand out even more.

“Kyah! You’re the best! Harkan!” Riru gleefully shouted before rushing over and wrapping her arms around Han-Yeol’s neck.

She was slightly taller than him, so he found himself in her embrace instead.

"Hahaha… I won," Han-Yeol awkwardly exclaimed.

"Yes! You're the best, Harkan!"

Rub… Rub… 

“Hahaha…”

Riru began...