Thwack! A heavy sound strong enough for Seol Jihu to flinch burst out.

Oh Rahee’s head dropped down and almost touched the ground.

“…You motherfucking whore.”

Oh Rahee managed to raise her head, even in that state.

Phi Sora’s foot, as if it had been waiting for this, kicked Oh Rahee’s cheek powerfully, and Oh Rahee was sent flying with a 90-degree spin.

Crash! Oh Rahee rolled on the floor.

Having witnessed a legendary foot face slap, Seol Jihu’s jaw dropped.

“…You.”

Phi Sora spun her ankle with a face that couldn’t be more apathetic even if it tried.

“Lose my house and equipment? Is that something you should say to me, your Unni, in my current situation? Shouldn’t you say some consoling words instead?”

Oh Rahee grit her teeth with glaring eyes.

“Unni, my ass.”

“Why? Why do you always act smart when you know you’ll just get beaten up? Mm? Answer me, Rahee.”

Oh Rahee spat out blood.

Seol Jihu snapped out of his daze as a roar of laughter burst out. Even though their leader was being beaten, the members of Blood Line were laughing their asses off.

“Those two fight whenever they see each other.”

“Do you think we’ll finally get to see some blood? What was the win-loss again?”

“5 wins 11 losses. Rahee Unni’s losing.”

“Huh? The difference got that big?”

“It was about even at first at 5 wins and 5 losses, but Sora Unni suddenly just sort of awakened and won six times in a row.”

While a rather unbelievable conversation was unfolding, Jang Maldong walked in.

“What’s all this ruckus about?”

The appearance of Paradise’s legend and elder made the room fall completely silent.

Oh Rahee quietly got up from the floor. Phi Sora also retracted her foot. Then….

“She provoked...