Choi Yeonseung didn’t linger on what Han Gyeongjun had said. If he cared about each and every word that was said to him, he would’ve destroyed everyone he had fought in the past when he had returned to Earth. 0

‘They didn’t mean to ask about management.’ Choi Yeonseung seriously thought so.1

The goddess of sloth, who was by his side, thought otherwise, but she just kept quiet. She was afraid that Choi Yeonseung would make her do something if she spoke.0

“What do you mean you’re waiting for my teachings as a hunter? Oh, are there any hunters who want to learn martial arts in order to raid dungeons?”0

Choi Yeonseung was willing to help as much as he could. Other A-grade hunters didn’t waste their time teaching others, but it could actually be a good strategy if done right. 0

By training others, an A-grade hunter could make a huge amount of money, get the clan to evolve to their liking, and so on. 0

However, Choi Yeonseung was still offering as much knowledge as possible when it came to martial arts. He was so dedicated that he had even made and uploaded videos about the basics of martial arts. 0

Even now, hunters who were new to martial arts were learning from Choi Yeonseung’s videos instead of learning from a clan. 0

“Well, you’re right about the hunters, but not about the dungeons. Uh, they want to learn...0