“Well, what do you think? This is the true essence of your humble—ahhk!”

Sama Chun-bong, sitting confidently, was suddenly jolted upward, colliding his knees with the desk before landing back down with a thud. Hastily, he tried to cover his infamous “pouch of wisdom” with his arms, though the effort made his predicament look even more absurdly embarrassing.

“Wh-what… what are you doing!?” he stammered.

Cheong looked at her finger in mild surprise. Interesting, she thought. Is there some kind of protective aura from the Sama family, or perhaps some secret martial technique?

“Looks like there was a spot that …