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... burly man said in a gruff voice. His name was Yang Yi-Rak, and he was an outer arts instructor at the Azure Dragon Academy.

With a thick finger, Yang Yi-Rak pointed at Baek Su-Ryong, who was skillfully dodging the students attacks. Hes pushing them out of the circle without even teaching them properly. On top of that, hes offering them money as a reward! Outer Arts is the sacred study of physical training, not a game! he complained.

Please calm down, Mr. Yang, Namgoong Su said. < ...

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She couldn’t resist. She raised a trembling hand to his cheek, letting her palm catch on the scruff of his jaw. He blew out a breath and put his hand over hers, and that jolt that happened whenever they touched shivered through her again.

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“I cannot deny it,” she whispered.