I must be the only person in the entire martial world who isn’t happy after being praised by the Alliance Leader.

Truly one-of-a-kind—that’s me.

After the meeting ended, I, now a "fine warrior," walked proudly out of the Alliance Leader’s Office.

Honestly, I’m not blind—I know how beautiful Gongson Wol is. But Gongson Wol is destined to become the Supreme Strategist of the Martial Alliance, assisting Im Sobaek. I, on the other hand, am an incomplete martial artist still dragging around Haomun.

There’s a time for meeting women, and now isn’t it. Then again, why was I so lonely and miserable in my past life?

If I knew that, would I have stayed alone?

I still don’t know.