Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time

At that moment—

A faint rustle swept through the air, the sound of fabric fluttering as someone descended in a straight line. The unique rhythm of energy waves generated by light-footed movement rippled outward. From the opposite hill, it took just a single breath for them to reach the clearing where Jeong Yeon-shin stood.

Tap.

A light footfall touched the ground.

Shin So-bin.

The long braid at the end of her hair lifted slightly in the backwind of her movement before settling back down. As she glanced around, her fingers toyed with her hair, as if killing time while scanning the surroundings.

"Master, I think it's safe now."

"Thank you."

Jeong Yeon-shin gave a faint smile.

Despite his assurance that there was no need for extra vigilance, his first disciple had insisted on standing guard from the hill. She had been this way for years—seemingly mischievous but sharpening her instincts through keen wit.

Even when he ventured into enemy formations, she had secured the retreat path from the outskirts on her own.

He had only taught her martial arts, yet Shin So-bin had honed herself as if proving her noble lineage, growing independently. She had long reached the level where she could be entrusted with scouting missions.

Swoosh.

Shin So-bin crouched, resting her weight on her knees as she leaned slightly forward. A mischievous glint flickered in her gaze as she looked up at him.

"You really mean that, right? You’re not thinking I was being extra, are you?"

"……."

"Master, you never get stuck like this when reciting martial formulas."

"If there's no inspiration, even a formula can become blocked."@@novelbin@@

Jeong Yeon-shin had long since recognized a trait within himself from dealing with those who sought to slander his character.

The ability to brush off accusations and offer plain explanations without overreacting.

However, this skill never quite worked on martial masters like Ma Gwang-ik, who knew him too well.

Shin So-bin straightened up.

"I heard that the Ma Clan and the Shin Clan have been bound by a marriage pact for a century but never got along. Now I think I get why."

She casually flipped her hair over her shoulder and smiled. Then, with exaggerated grandeur, she clasped her hands behind her back and began surveying the surroundings like some high-ranking official.