“…State who you are.”0

After a long period of silence, the old man—Wurgen of the past—had finally spoken, now gazing at Se-Hoon with even sharper eyes with an expression that suggested he’d attack immediately if he sensed anything suspicious. 0

What am I supposed to do here… Se-Hoon thought with a frustrated frown, feeling the immense scrutiny. 0

Although he knew the man before him was the Wurgen of the past, Se-Hoon was unsure about where he even was, much less the situation he was in. For all he knew, opening his mouth recklessly could be dangerous. Just like Wurgen’s gaze suggested, if Wurgen even remotely suspected that he was related to the Demon Force, Wurgen would attack immediately.0

Fighting him right now isn’t ideal… no, maybe I could manage since he hasn’t become a Perfect One yet?0

While Wurgen wasn't weak during his S-rank days, he had a clear weakness Se-Hoon could target, potentially allowing him to subdue Wurgen. Rapidly calculating the odds of success, Se-Hoon finally regained his composure.0

“I’m someone who could be called your future disciple.”0

“…What?”0

“I said I’m someone who could be called your future disciple.”0

Wurgen’s expression turned peculiar, his face displaying confusion and suspicion over the incomprehensible words he just heard. There was a hint of deliberation as well, as if he were weighing the plausibility. 0

“Just to clarify any misconceptions, I don’t even know why I ended up here,” Se-Hoon added before Wurgen could come to any conclusion, having sensed his confusion. 0

“You don’t?”0

“That’s right. I entered the Tower of Heroes, and the next thing I knew, I was here with you. I have no clue where this is or what’s going on.”0

“Hmm…”0

At the additional explanation, Wurgen fell into deeper thought. Then, after some contemplation, he spoke once more. “A future disciple… no, you said someone who could be called my future disciple?”0

“Well, you did teach me a few of your skills in the future, but you never called me your disciple.”0

“That makes sense. If you...0