Jogo once again ran into Lin Mu, who had humiliated him before. Fury burned in his chest, and the volcano atop his head showed faint signs of erupting.
After Satoru Gojo had severely injured him back then, he had been unable to take part in missions for a long time while recovering.
He had had nowhere to vent his resentment all this time, and Satoru Gojo was far too strong. There was no way he could direct his rage at him.
Only Lin Mu, who was somewhat weaker, could serve as an outlet for his anger.
"You little brat, how did you get in?"
"The 'Curtain' on the second level that restricts sorcerers from entering should already be down, shouldn't it?"
Jogo forcibly suppressed the urge to attack as he asked.
"You mean that? ...I just forced my way in," Lin Mu replied calmly.
"That's impossible!" Jogo's heart skipped a beat.
"As far as I know, that 'Curtain' was reinforced with layer upon layer of bindings. How could he force his way through it alone?"
Jogo could not believe it. Having been away from the front lines for so long, his understanding of Lin Mu's strength had fallen behind.
Although Mahito and Hanami had told him stories of how incredibly powerful Lin Mu was, and during their last invasion of Jujutsu High, Lin Mu had nearly exorcised Hanami, all those feats proved that Lin Mu was extremely strong.
But only by fighting him personally could one know his true strength.
No matter how much others praised him, it could not compare to personally crossing blows with Lin Mu even once!
"You little brat, I won't hold back this time!"
Jogo shouted as blazing flames wrapped around his hands, and he charged at Lin Mu.
Satoru Gojo and Lin Mu exchanged