At the rear of a highly classified hotel prepared by the Galar League, on a Battle Arena meant for guests to relax.
Su Hao looked at the two people who had been waiting there and was slightly surprised.
Besides Dande, whom he had met that afternoon and who had removed his champion uniform and cape in favor of a British aristocratic tailcoat.
There was also an unassuming white-browed old man, hunched over beneath a black-and-green hat and dressed in a green tracksuit.
The instant he saw the old man, Su Hao recalled his name and identity.
Mustard.
Galar region's former Gym Leader and former former League Champion. He had had a whirlwind marriage with a young and beautiful wife, supposedly lived off her money to buy a remote island called the Isle of Armor, and opened a dojo there with his wife, who could both run a company and earn money while remaining gentle and virtuous.
His life story was incredibly dramatic and fantastical, carrying an unreal feeling that even dreams should not go this far.
He had climbed all the way to become a Gym Leader and Champion, then, after retirement, married a wife who was perfect in every way and began living his ideal life.
In a sense, Mustard was simply a winner in life.
At the same time, Dande had once been an apprentice at Mustard's Dojo. Mustard had recognized his potential and personally accepted him as his disciple.
Su Hao could not help muttering inwardly.
Why had this master and disciple come looking for him so late at night?
Surely they weren't unwilling to accept defeat? He beat the younger one, so the older one had come out?
Dande did not seem like someone so narrow-minded.
Though he thought that, Su Hao did not hesitate. He