[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-childhood-friend-of-the-zenith":3,"chapter-childhood-friend-of-the-zenith-childhood-friend-of-the-zenith-chapter-809":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Childhood Friend of the Zenith",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1240609,1667,"Chapter 808","childhood-friend-of-the-zenith-chapter-809",809,"\u003Cp>Wi Seol-ah and Namgung Bi-ah are fighting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t exactly surprising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in this life, they had sparred a few times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not often, but enough that I’d seen them cross swords now and then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The results had never been clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those spars weren’t about deciding a winner—they were about sharpening their blades against each other. Neither of them had ever been truly serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was always just practice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why I hadn’t given it much thought this time either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘A quick spar, nothing more.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or so I’d assumed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screeeech—!!Crackle—!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something had gone terribly wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The longer the fight dragged on, the clearer that became.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sheer intensity of the energy flooding the air made it hard to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kiiiiiiiii—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sharp, tearing sound of swords slicing through the air felt like it was ripping space apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden shards of light shimmered wherever the sword auras clashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At a glance, the scene might’ve been called beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screech! Screeeech—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rain of sword auras made it impossible to appreciate the beauty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flashes of light filled the sky, as if countless crescent moons had been carved out of the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calling them mere sword winds didn’t do their strength or destructive power justice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with each burst of energy, it was obvious just how much Qi was being expended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Now that I think about it… Wi Seol-ah’s energy reserves aren’t normal.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’d seen her struggle with skill or stamina before—but never with Qi capacity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It meant her dantian and vessel were unusually vast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was hurling out firepower based on raw reserves, but—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Her control is just as terrifying as her power.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite the chaotic bursts of Qi, her flying swords remained perfectly synchronized, rotating and maneuvering with precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They acted as distractions and traps, constantly changing the flow of the battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Controlling sword auras while simultaneously manipulating flying swords—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was such a ridiculous feat that even the onlookers’ expressions told the whole story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could someone so small and delicate wield such explosive strength and control?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It defied every expectation of what a martial artist should be capable of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only did she possess this level of power, but she wielded it with such mastery that it clearly wasn’t just luck or talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Seol-ah was an outlier, breaking every rule of martial arts logic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And while the spectators reeled in disbelief—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crackle—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was even more astonishing—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack-crack-crack—!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—was that her opponent matched her blow for blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zap—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thunder Qi erupted from Namgung Bi-ah’s feet, surging outward like a massive wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The streaks of electricity branched out, splitting into countless arcs that all raced toward the incoming sword auras.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—! Boom-boom—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Qi and sword aura collided, explosions rippled through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it didn’t happen just once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Namgung Bi-ah’s thunder Qi spread in countless branches, relentlessly striking at every sword aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom! Boom-boom-boom—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The skies were filled with flashes and detonations as the golden sword auras shattered one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the flying swords, orbiting defensively, were suddenly bombarded with thunder strikes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no way random arcs of lightning could strike so accurately—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was precision—the result of perfect calculations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Wi Seol-ah had shown explosive power paired with control,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Namgung Bi-ah proved herself to be no different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwoooosh—!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aftermath of their clash lit up the sky like daytime stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue and gold fragments mixed and scattered like a falling galaxy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was breathtaking—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was no time to appreciate the view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang—! Screeeech—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fight shifted instantly to close combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both refused to back down, their killing intent filling the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang! Screeeech—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their blades clashed in rapid succession, each impact accompanied by shockwaves and sparks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even their footwork was flawless—so precise it resembled an intricate dance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang! Clang! Clang-clang—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each blow echoed with weight, announcing the raw power packed into their strikes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swoooosh—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feints filled the gaps—flickers of movement aimed to deceive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Attacks feigned high only to strike low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Left-side feints disguised sudden thrusts from the right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless moments where a single mistake could end the fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, they repeated these exchanges hundreds of times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…Damn.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The level of this fight was insane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching it, all I could do was let out a helpless laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘They’re incredible…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I knew they were growing stronger—but I never imagined this much growth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren’t just strong—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They understood their own strength and wielded it flawlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching them felt like—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I’m seeing ghosts from my past life.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not this life’s Wi Seol-ah and Namgung Bi-ah—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Demon Sword Queen and the Little Sword Star.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, the Demon Sword Queen had been as ruthless as any Sword Demon—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the Little Sword Star had built her fame hunting demons and cleansing their corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This fight felt like watching those legends clash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only difference was—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘They’re not trying to kill each other.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike their past lives, there was no killing intent in their strikes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When was it, again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I remembered the time those two had fought seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, the Demon Sword Queen had tried to stall for time while the Little Sword Star prepared to purge the demon horde.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Little Sword Star wielded holy power, deadly to demonic beings—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Demon Sword Queen wasn’t a demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, she had to hold the line alone, breaking the Martial Alliance’s forces and buying time for reinforcements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I was too late back then.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The delay had caused me to arrive later than planned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worried that something might have happened, I rushed to the destination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the sight I saw then…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…It was too terrifying to forget.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The image of those two women, radiating killing intent as they clashed, was still burned into my memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surroundings were already in ruins, a scene of utter devastation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both were covered in blood, clearly wounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked like they could collapse at any moment, yet neither showed the slightest intention of backing down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was brutal—there was no other way to describe it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, brutal was the only fitting word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They fought as if nothing but death could resolve their anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had there been a verbal argument before the fight?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given the animosity between the Demonic Cult and the Martial Alliance, it wasn’t strange for them to fight like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But looking back, something about it felt off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t just a battle between enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a duel of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fight where they had sworn never to lose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if losing meant losing something vital—something they couldn’t bear to give up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, in the end, no winner was decided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because I stepped in before it could happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had I let it continue, one of them would have died—and I couldn’t bear to watch that happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, in the end, I stopped the fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterward, I had asked the Demon Sword Queen—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Weren’t you just supposed to stall for time? Why did you fight so desperately?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she had replied—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are things… I can’t give up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cryptic answer, one I couldn’t fully understand at the time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sounded like she simply couldn’t let go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If they’d kept fighting back then…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Demon Sword Queen would have lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was certain of that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had sustained more injuries, including a wound dangerously close to her vitals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the rate she was bleeding, she wouldn’t have lasted much longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe things would have been different if she had used her Thunder Fang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The Little Sword Star wasn’t fighting at full power either.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither of them had gone all out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, the Demon Sword Queen would have lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s what I thought back then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smack—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Things seemed different this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a rough sound, Wi Seol-ah was sent flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Damn it.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had let my mind wander and missed what happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What hit her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the sound, it wasn’t a sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screech—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Seol-ah stabbed her sword into the ground to stop herself from sliding further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The momentum stopped immediately—but—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crackle—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Tsk!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Namgung Bi-ah had already closed the distance, her sword slicing down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Seol-ah was in a bad position to block.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing that, she made a split-second decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clink—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She dropped her sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She gathered Qi into her fist and slammed it into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground shattered, sending debris flying everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sudden dust cloud obscured her from view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Namgung Bi-ah didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sword shifted trajectories mid-swing—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slash—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From a straight line to a diagonal cut, slicing through the debris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Urgh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade connected—but the sound was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It hadn’t struck flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The debris had slowed the attack just enough for Wi Seol-ah to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now she held a new sword—not her usual blade, but one of her flying swords forged from Qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, its durability was poor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It shattered the moment it blocked Namgung Bi-ah’s attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crackle—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thunder Qi lashed out again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wi Seol-ah was faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the lightning could reach her, she recalled her sword to her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish—!! Slash-slash-slash—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She swung at blinding speed, slicing apart the incoming lightning bolts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was relentless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There wasn’t even time to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spectators, who had been screaming earlier, were now silent, holding their breath as they watched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Seriously…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why were they fighting so desperately over a deputy commander position?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Weren’t they close friends?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had seemed to get along well enough before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So why were they fighting like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I swallowed hard as I kept watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, I remembered what the Divine Doctor once told me—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Close? Those two? Ha! Even a passing dog would laugh at that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was after I saw them playing some silly game and commented that they seemed close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Divine Doctor had scoffed and said—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s not what you call close.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hadn’t understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone could see they were friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt so different from their past lives that I’d been content just watching them get along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what do you call it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I asked the Divine Doctor about it, he added another explanation—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What you’re seeing is nothing more than predators testing each other over prey.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If they fought recklessly, both would suffer losses, and the prey they’ve cornered might escape. So they’ve allied temporarily to keep it in reach. That’s all this is.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…What kind of nonsense is that? What prey?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Predators? Prey?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I couldn’t make sense of his cryptic words and pressed him for clarification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave me an exasperated look, clearly unimpressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just keep living in your blissful ignorance. That seems to suit you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone suggested he had given up on explaining, leaving me more frustrated than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even now, my thoughts hadn’t changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Predators? Seriously?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’re more like cats and dogs bickering than predators fighting over prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were probably just obsessed with the deputy commander position—that’s all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed, brushing off the bizarre analogy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Haa.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was barely holding back from stepping in, just as they had ordered me not to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even my patience was wearing thin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This is getting seriously dangerous.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their injuries were starting to pile up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As their stamina drained, the fight’s end drew closer—and with it, the chance of something catastrophic happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Once they’re cornered, they might use their hidden trump cards.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, they seemed to be holding back, but that could change at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frowning deeply, I stayed alert, ready to intervene the moment things went too far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I clenched my fists, watching closely—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swoosh—! Clang!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Seol-ah’s right arm jerked up, her breath hitching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had lost her balance, unable to fully block Namgung Bi-ah’s relentless assault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her sword flew high, leaving her stance wide open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the perfect opportunity for an attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Namgung Bi-ah didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stomped down hard, her body coiling like a spring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crackle—!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning Qi surged and compressed, a devastating finisher in the making.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this range, dodging was impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fwoosh—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wi Seol-ah made her choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she couldn’t dodge, she’d have to change the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden aura around her shifted, tinged with pale white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t fully formed yet, but it was clear—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Shit.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing it, I immediately prepared to intervene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hadn’t stopped this fight earlier, and now it was spiraling out of control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My foot dug into the ground as I gathered strength for a high-speed leap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tense—!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My muscles swelled, preparing to launch me straight into the middle of the fight—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was about to leap but suddenly couldn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud—! Thud-thud—!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Huh?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the—?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Wi Seol-ah and Namgung Bi-ah collapsed onto the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the last moment, both of them had been punched in the jaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squarely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They passed out, their bodies hitting the dirt in sync.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And standing between them—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who stopped the fight—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was a slender figure with green hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hoo!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tang Clan’s Poison Queen—Tang So-yeol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing triumphantly, hands on her hips, she looked down at the unconscious fighters and declared—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I did it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked ridiculously proud of herself.\u003C\u002Fp>",2199,"2026-06-05T15:10:19.687Z",1,"novelbin.me","1cda6bbc7d2f3b08df60c689a56a4ce8dd8c92d12bdcabbaacf2f84a9a976472","childhood-friend-of-the-zenith-chapter-810","childhood-friend-of-the-zenith-chapter-808",974,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fchildhood-friend-of-the-zenith-cover.jpg"]