Chapter: 1192

Soma, who should have been on the bed, was nowhere to be seen.

Pyo-wol picked up the Black Dragon Robe and went outside.

�Are you finally awake?�

Il-gum dressed up and greeted him.

But his face looked a decade older.

Pyo-wol asked,

�Why did you do me this favor?�

�What do you mean?�

�That drink.�

�Why? Didn�t the alcohol taste good? Damn you! You�ve drank it��

�That�s not what I meant��

�If you enjoy the drink, then you could do the person who gave it to you by staying silent.�

�I know.�

�Keep your mouth shut.�

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Pyo-wol shut his mouth. Then, Il-gum smiled once again.

�It�s a little better now that it�s quiet. What kind of guy sleeps for so long?�

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�What? Are you rebelling? Why aren�t you answering?�

�Didn�t you tell me to keep my mouth shut?�

�You jerk! Oh well. Seeing you talk back to me like this just means that I have nothing to worry about anymore.�

�I will never forget this favor.�

�Oh this is nothing! What kind of grace is it giving a person who doesn�t drink alcohol� Forget it, let�s eat.�

A table was set on a shabby flat table in front of the house

When it comes to the food, the only side dishes were vegetables made by Il-gum himself.

However, there was only one rice bowl.

�Taoist, are you not going to eat?�

�It�s been a while since I ate. I just need this.�

What Il-gum took out of his bosom was a walnut-sized Byeokgokdan.

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