Return of the Sword God-Rank Civil Servant novel Chapter 182

An Su-ho?

Suddenly?

Pi Seong-yeol glared at his phone.

Why now?

Was he trying to call just to check up on him?

As his thoughts lingered, the phone switched to the idle screen.

Right.

What kind of call could it be in a situation like this?

He had no time or energy to worry about him.

Pi Seong-yeol quickly erased An Su-ho's name from his mind.

Instead, he began focusing on how to handle the reality in front of him.

At that moment.

Knock knock—

Someone knocked on the door.

At ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) that moment, time froze for Pi Seong-yeol.

It was inevitable.

At this late hour, and given that he lived alone, no one would be visiting.

He had left the office a while ago, and staying any longer would have only brought him stress.

So, he came home, and now someone was at the door?

It couldn’t be a drunk person.

This was a premium apartment building where no one could just walk in.

Pi Seong-yeol stood up.

Who could it be?

He wasn’t married, and his parents passed away long ago.

He didn’t have any friends who would visit him, either.

He turned on the intercom camera.

But...

Nothing?

No one was visible.

Did he hear it wrong?

Just to be sure, he switched to the mode where he could view multiple angles, but there was absolutely no one in front of the door.

Alright.

He must have imagined it.

His nerves had been overly sensitive from stress.

With that thought, he turned around.

At that very moment.

Gasp!

Pi Seong-yeol was so startled that he collapsed back into his seat.

"You, you... how... how are you... here?"

In shock, Pi Seong-yeol pointed at the person.

It was none other than Su-ho.

Pi Seong-yeol hadn’t opened the door for him, yet Su-ho had casually infiltrated the house.

It was thanks to his Mist Cloak skill.

Su-ho didn’t pay any attention to Pi Seong-yeol’s shocked expression and instead started looking around the house, speaking casually.

"Why didn’t you answer your phone when you were home?"

"Th-That’s..."

"By the way, nice place you have here. An apartment like this in Gangnam? Must’ve cost quite a bit... but it’s a bit emptier than I expected. You live alone, don’t you?"

He asked, already knowing the answer.

He was simply taunting him.

Su-ho knew everything about Pi Seong-yeol.

Including why he had remained unmarried.

‘He was originally going to get married. When he was on the elite track at the Seoul District Prosecutor’s Office.’

He had been in a situation where he could easily choose a wife, with many women lined up for him. But as he compared their qualifications and delayed his wedding, he suddenly awakened.

From that point on, his marriage prospects vanished.

The title of "prosecutor" had been everything to Pi Seong-yeol, and once he lost that, people started to see him as nothing more than a discarded tool.

Pi Seong-yeol resisted marriage, out of both defiance and disdain.

Of course, he felt lonely.

He briefly considered an arranged marriage, but having lived a life where others had always served him, he couldn’t fathom the idea of a relationship that required mutual care and understanding.

Thus, he became more obsessed with power.

Power was all that remained for him.

‘That’s probably why he was able to carry out such inhumane actions like the Shock Project.’

After coming to his senses, Pi Seong-yeol struggled to get up and asked,

"What the hell are you? How did you get into my house?"

"What’s the big deal? I can clear sealed gates, so breaking into a house is nothing."

"What?"

"More importantly..."

Su-ho pulled a nearby chair from the dining table and sat down.

"Senior, let’s have a chat. If you have coffee, I’ll take one. Ice, please."

"You insane bastard...!"

Pi Seong-yeol’s fury boiled over, and he looked like he was about to slap Su-ho.

He was angry not just because Su-ho was a kid, but also because, after being left in isolation, a person finally appeared who could communicate and provide him with information. All his stress and frustration were now aimed at Su-ho.

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Then, Su-ho looked directly at Pi Seong-yeol and said,

"Would you like to hit me?"

"What?"

"Maybe you’re having trouble adjusting to reality, after living so long as the top dog?"

At that moment.

Gasp!

An immense pressure suddenly overwhelmed Pi Seong-yeol’s body.

His throat tightened, and he felt as if he couldn’t breathe.

It was the sensation of being tied up with ropes, a sharp pain as if his organs were going to burst.

It was the result of Su-ho’s Overwhelm skill.

Su-ho sat there, still with cold eyes, and spoke.

"You’ve lived without leveling up, all because of your disgust toward your awakening. You solved everything with power. But now, you’ve lost everything that once gave you power, haven’t you?"

Gahhh!

Unable to bear the pressure, Pi Seong-yeol collapsed back onto the seat.

It felt as if he was about to pass out.

But he wouldn’t pass out.

If Su-ho had wanted to, he could have knocked him out with just the Overwhelm skill from the start.

But Su-ho was controlling it.

After observing Pi Seong-yeol for a while, Su-ho finally canceled the Overwhelm skill.

Hahh! Gasp! Gasp!

As the pressure lifted, Pi Seong-yeol’s airways cleared, and he could breathe again.

It felt like a drowning person being pulled out of the water just in time.

Kneeling, coughing uncontrollably, and even spitting up, Pi Seong-yeol barely regained his breath and glared at Su-ho.