"For fuck sake! What is it now?!"
A stressed and infuriated roar echoed from the entrance of the ruined Pavilion.
Everyone winched at the volume before nervously looking at Yoon-Jae who was standing atop the steps with completely bloodshot eyes.
Whether it was from anger or from exhaustion, it was hard to tell.
"Brother Yoon-Jae, we found the Demonic Cult disciple!"
The youth who found and was carrying Bong Seong stepped forward and yelled this.
However, the other disciples who came with him wore hesitant expressions.
Yoon-Jae's eyes fell on Bong Seon and seeing her conditioned his eyes narrowed.
"Who is it?"
The youth opened his mouth to respond, but a voice was heard asking.
"Brother Yoon-Jae, what's going on?"
Yoon-Jae, and the crowd of alchemy disciples who were still increasing in numbers, turned to see Sol and Ji-Hoon exit the ruined Pavilion.