"...?"
Wang Ja-un stared at Cheon Myeong with wide eyes.
A man with black hair that went past his shoulders, a flowing black robe, and an appearance that sohow felt like a nobleman.
Wang Ja-un imdiately knew that Cheon Myeong was the person he had been looking for.
"You...!"
With a face close to horror, Wang Ja-un pointed his finger at Cheon Myeong, unable to continue his words.
Thanks to that, the cage Wang Ja-un was holding fell to the floor, and the entrance opened, allowing Baekjo to escape from the cage without missing the chance.
"Peep-!"
Baekjo flew to Cheon Myeong, crying with a fond voice. It was the first ti in its life that it had been so happy to see Cheon Myeong.
Rub, rub-.
Baekjo climbed onto Cheon Myeong's shoulder as if it were familiar and rubbed its cheek against him.
The thought that Cheon Myeong had sold it had long since disappeared from its mind.
If Cheon Myeong had appeared just a little later, it would have been eaten by that pig, so only gratitude for Cheon Myeong remained in Baekjo's heart.
So, it was trying its best to show its affection to Cheon Myeong with all its gratitude, but Cheon Myeong spoke to Baekjo, who was rubbing its cheek against him, in a dry voice.
"I asked what you cursed with."
Flinch-.
As Cheon Myeong asked again, Baekjo's movent stopped for a mont.
However, it imdiately pretended not to have heard and started to act cute again with all sorts of coquetry.
"Peeeeep-"
"Do you think I'll let you get away with it if you try to gloss it over?"
"..."
To think that its ultimate cute act didn't work. As expected, its owner was definitely a cold-blooded person with not a single drop of blood flowing in his body.
That's why he could talk like that even after seeing its cute act.
If Mihwa or soone else had seen this cute act, they would have surely died of happiness, their nostrils flaring, unable to withstand the extre cuteness.
"It's this guy!"
At that mont, the man was speaking to Cheon Myeong with a startled look.
How could he forget that face?
The man shouted desperately because he was on the verge of death for having let Cheon Myeong in by mistake.
'As expected!'
Hearing the man's words, Wang Ja-un was convinced that Cheon Myeong was the sa person who had caused a disturbance at the auction house.
"Is it you!"
"...?"
"The one who looks down on this gang... no, I asked if you are the culprit who caused such a ruckus at the auction house!"
Wang Ja-un shouted at Cheon Myeong.
At that voice, Cheon Myeong's gaze turned from Baekjo to Wang Ja-un, and as if he had roughly grasped the situation, he muttered to Baekjo in a low voice.
"Let's continue this later."
"..."
As Cheon Myeong's attention seed to be directed at Wang Ja-un, Baekjo let out a sigh of relief inwardly.
It would be nice if Cheon Myeong forgot everything as it is, but since its owner had an unnecessarily good mory, it was clear that he would question it again later as he had said.
Therefore, Baekjo began to desperately think of an excuse to tell Cheon Myeong later from this mont on.
"What do you an by that?"
Cheon Myeong said to Wang Ja-un with a calm smile.
Cheon Myeong's calm smile rather provoked Wang Ja-un's anger, and Wang Ja-un shouted again with his face flushed red.
"Where are you trying to deny it now! You're the guy who stole the item worth two thousand gold taels and ran away!"
"It's a misunderstanding. Perhaps you mistook for soone else because of the similar clothes?"
"Mistake?"
Wang Ja-un went sowhere and ca back to his spot holding sothing.
"Do you think you can deny it even after seeing this!"
"..."
Cheon Myeong looked at the paper that Wang Ja-un was holding out to him.
A wanted poster drawn on the paper.
As if looking in a mirror, Cheon Myeong's face was drawn on that paper without a doubt.
"The face drawn here! The investigation has already been completed that this guy is the culprit who caused a disturbance at the auction house!"
"..."
"Are you still going to deny that it's not you!"
A mont of silence.
Grin-.
"As expected, I'm handso."
"...?"
"Seeing my face on a wanted poster is a new experience. The drawing seems to have co out quite well, do you have any intention of selling it to ?"
As Cheon Myeong said that with a smile, sothing exploded inside Wang Ja-un.
How much did he look down on the Black Night Gang to talk like that?
Wang Ja-un tore the wanted poster he was holding into pieces and threw the pieces towards Cheon Myeong.
"What a waste."
Cheon Myeong, who was looking at the pieces scattering in the air and smacking his lips as if he were really disappointed.
Thanks to that, Wang Ja-un's face was on the verge of becoming a burst dumpling.
Thump-.
At that mont, Heo Cham placed his hand on Wang Ja-un's shoulder from behind and said.
"Leader, there is no need to play along with that guy's provocation anymore."
"Mr. Heo..."
"Leave it to now. I will give that guy a good scolding so that he can no longer move his mouth so arrogantly."
As Heo Cham said that, Wang Ja-un's face was able to stop swelling just before it burst.
And with a triumphant face, he said to Cheon Myeong.
"You are now a dead man!"
"...?"
"Do you know who this person is!"
Who is he?
Cheon Myeong's face, which was looking at Wang Ja-un, was saying exactly that.
"He is Heo Cham, the forr leader of the Thirteenth Grinding Squad of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, which reigns over the Xinjiang region!"
The forr leader of the Thirteenth Grinding Squad?
As Wang Ja-un was explaining Heo Cham in that way, Cheon Myeong's gaze naturally turned to Heo Cham.
'Is that gloomy guy a leader of our cult?'
In the Demonic Cult, there were squads in the order of the First Grinding Squad, the Second Grinding Squad, and the Third Grinding Squad.
The squads could be seen as the actual military power of the Demonic Cult, and if the nas of the First Grinding Squad or the Second Grinding Squad of the Demonic Cult were ntioned in the martial arts world, people couldn't help but be scared first.
The military power of the Demonic Cult that had practically created its foundation along with the notoriety of the Demonic Cult.
Naturally, the military power of the Demonic Cult could be said to be outstanding throughout the entire martial arts world, as much as the rumors that had spread in the martial arts world, and in order to beco a leader of such a place, one naturally had to have skills that were suitable for it.
"..."
Certainly, even from Cheon Myeong's point of view, it seed that Heo Cham had traces of having learned quite a bit of martial arts.
If Wang Ja-un's words were true, even if it were Cheon Myeong, he would not be able to easily settle the score against a person who had been a leader of the Demonic Cult.
However, an unknown question was felt in Cheon Myeong's gaze as he looked at Heo Cham.
'As far as I know, the squads of our cult...'
While Cheon Myeong was feeling such a question inwardly, Wang Ja-un said with a very high-pitched voice.
"How is it! Are you scared? Do you regret it now?"
"..."
"But it's already too late! You will have to pay the price for daring to look down on this gang!"
After shouting at Cheon Myeong like that, Wang Ja-un seed to feel quite relieved, and only then did he look at Heo Cham and say.
"Then I'll be counting on you!"
"Don't worry."
After such a conversation between the two, Wang Ja-un stepped back a little and Heo Cham walked forward.
"As you may have already heard, I am Heo Cham, who was the 'leader' of the Thirteenth Grinding Squad of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult."
"..."
"What is your na, sir?"
It felt like he had emphasized 'leader' in that last sentence... it must be his imagination.
Cheon Myeong answered with an indifferent voice.
"Is there a need to know my na?"
"How dare you speak to Mr. Heo in that way!"
A voice was heard from behind, as if Wang Ja-un were excited.
The one who was having the conversation was clearly Heo Cham, so why was Wang Ja-un getting excited and shouting like that?
If one were to just look at that, it seed as if Heo Cham were the leader of the Demonic Cult.
"Even if you are a shaless guy, I was going to treat you with respect as a martial artist."
"..."
"It seems that there was no need to show such courtesy to you."
Clang-.
Heo Cham said that and drew the huge saber he was wearing on his back.
"To hold that huge saber so leisurely with one hand! As expected of Mr. Heo!"
He was wondering why he wasn't talking again.
To think that he was now praising him just for drawing his saber.
Cheon Myeong looked at Heo Cham as if he were dumbfounded and asked.
"Did you say you're the leader of the Black Night Gang? Is that guy your follower?"
"What do you an by that?"
"No, well, just by looking at your appearance so far, I feel like you're worshiping him as a god."
And it wasn't just a follower, but a feeling like a fanatic.
"Isn't it the natural order of this world for the strong to be attracted to the strong?"
"..."
"The Heavenly Demon Divine Cult was naturally ford by followers who were attracted to the strength of the leader. In that sense, it can be said that Leader Wang over there is also the sa."
"You seem to be quite confident in your skills?"
How dare he compare himself to the leader of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.
Unless one was a guy who was quite confident in his skills, he would not be able to utter such a taphor.
Even more so if he had once been a mber of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult.
"Of course. And if one does not have that much pride in one's skills, one cannot be called a martial artist."
"I agree with that to so extent. But can I ask you one thing?"
"You're a pretty shaless guy, not even revealing your own na."
"Why did you leave the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult?"
"..."
At Cheon Myeong's question, Heo Cham maintained his silence for a while.
"...It's a personal matter. Just as you did not reveal your na, I also do not need to answer."
"You know that leaving the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult on your own is a clear cri, right? And from what I heard, it seems that you were not just an ordinary cultist."
A person who has once beco a cultist must belong to the Demonic Cult forever. That was the sa not only for the Demonic Cult but also for other sects.
As expected, the most important reason was the preservation of the martial arts that each group possessed.
If one beca a cultist and set foot in the world of martial arts, one would be able to learn the martial arts that the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult possessed.
Naturally, the martial arts received from the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult could not be leaked to the outside, and if this was violated, one would have to receive a punishnt equivalent to execution.
Since Heo Cham was said to have been a forr leader of the Demonic Cult, he would have learned the martial arts that the Demonic Cult possessed quite deeply.
Therefore, in order to prevent the martial arts of the Demonic Cult from being leaked to the outside in advance, a case like Heo Cham's should not have existed.
"Cri? You're saying sothing funny."
"..."
"Even if I have a cri, do you have the right to punish ?"
Looking at Heo Cham, who was asking him that, Cheon Myeong let out a low sigh.
"Baekjo."
As Cheon Myeong said that, Baekjo tactfully moved away.
"Good thinking."
"..."
"I'm a fan of animals, so I'll spare that bird's life specially."
"You talk too much."
Cheon Myeong said that and took a stance.
At that mont, Heo Cham's face distorted slightly. However, with a strange smile, Heo Cham readjusted his grip on his saber.
"Yes, a martial artist must show with his skills."
At the sa ti as that mutter ended, Heo Cham rushed towards Cheon Myeong.
"Oh, by the way."
Whoosh-.
A huge saber fell on top of Cheon Myeong's head.
At that mont, a red energy was generated in Cheon Myeong's two hands, and Cheon Myeong delivered a fist to the huge saber that was falling on his head.
Crack-.
As Cheon Myeong delivered his fist, Heo Cham's saber was shattered into pieces in an instant.
Heo Cham's surprised face was visible between the fragnts of the saber blade that were scattering in the air.
"The squads of the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult end at the Twelfth Grinding Squad."
"...!"
"Where on earth is the Thirteenth Grinding Squad?"
Cheon Myeong asked with a blank face.
(End of Chapter)
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