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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: TushChen
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As soon as Yeo Il-ye and Black Cat confirmed the face of the man dressed as a Tang Clan warrior, they frowned.
Until they turned their gazes, they thought it was some clueless novice intervening.
The Tang Clan reigned like a king in Sacheon, and there were many arrogant individuals in the Tang Clan.
With the unprecedented achievement of eliminating the evil factions, the people of Sacheon lifted them up, and their power was also strong, so there were quite a few who couldn’t control their pride.
However, the opponent was not such a novice.
Tang Do-gyeong.
A direct descendant of the Tang Clan and a successor.
His martial arts were outstanding, even considering his prestigious bloodline, and his face was also likable.
However, the two frowned instantly as soon as they confirmed Tang Do-gyeong’s face, and it was because of his temperament.
‘That guy was here.’
Tang Do-gyeong was pretending to have a chivalrous attitude and leisurely clapping his hands, dominating the atmosphere, but his gaze never left Black Cat.
Tang Do-gyeong, the successor of a prestigious family, also penetrated the Black Shadow Qi technique, enveloping the Black Cat’s body.
Even without seeing her face, Black Cat flaunted a peerless beauty’s elegance that anyone would acknowledge.
However, what was contained in Tang Do-gyeong’s eyes was not lust but a fighting spirit.
‘Fighting Dog Tang Do-gyeong.’
“A young lady like a bouquet of flowers shakes this Tang Mo’s heart with secret techniques.”
It was a line that playboys might use when flirting, but the two had the illusion of receiving a challenge letter when they heard those words.
I want to fight!
Tang Do-gyeong conveyed that with his entire body, and he had actually intervened in the confrontation between these two.
Both Black Cat and Yeo Il-ye instantly felt a headache coming on.
Even Yeo Il-ye, whose eyes rolled back at the mere sight of outcasts, had received a nice nickname, the Crimson Bamboo Swordswoman, through a packaging process as she was from the Nine Great Sects.
However, Tang Do-gyeong of the Tang Clan, who boasted a higher prestige than the Nine Great Sects in Sacheon, had the nickname Fighting Dog.
A man who was so sincere about fighting that all the people of Sacheon gave up on packaging him.
A man obsessed with fighting who stopped others’ fights and intervened, saying he would fight.
That was Tang Do-gyeong.
‘Is that why they guided me directly to the clan leader?’
Yeo Il-ye had been guided straight from the main gate to the clan leader’s hall, thinking it was a message saying, “We’re not in a position to save face with each other,” but looking at the current situation, she wondered if it was a hasty move to prevent Yeo Il-ye and Tang Do-gyeong from encountering each other inside the Hwang Gold Clan.
If Tang Do-gyeong and Yeo Il-ye were to fight inside the Hwang Gold Clan, the Hwang Gold Clan would become a family that couldn’t even correctly handle two guests.
“I have admired the young hero Yeo Il-ye of the Ten Prodigies for a long time.”
“…Is that so?”
“Yes! That boldness of carrying out your beliefs without being conscious of others’ gazes! I thought I wanted to have a conversation and exchange martial arts with you someday!”
Yeo Il-ye’s eyebrows trembled at being praised as a madman by a madman.
‘Endure it, the benefactor is here. If I make a move here and give that mad dog a justification, who knows what will happen.’
“Young hero Yeo Il-ye’s reputation is shaking all of Sacheon, and my admiration for you is growing day by day. To think we could meet so [coincidentally] like this, the Supreme God must have connected our fate!”
Not only Yeo Il-ye but also Black Cat and Ho Cheon-an, who had been listening to the conversation, realized.
This guy made up some excuse to his main family and came to Sacheon to meet Yeo Il-ye.
“But…”
Black Cat took a step back upon seeing Tang Do-gyeong’s fluttering eyes.
“To think there’s a beautiful outcast lady who can match young hero Yeo Il-ye. Today, this Tang Mo has definitely been guided by the Celestial Gods.”
Black Cat realized for the first time that the pickup lines she had heard countless times in her daily life could be this terrifying.
He was probably using that sleazy tone to somehow neutralize the fighting spirit in his mind that could only be called madness.
His eyes were burning like a blast furnace, and his fighting spirit was oozing from his entire body, but changing his tone couldn’t solve the problem.
“Haha.”
Ho Cheon-an laughed as he watched the situation.
Anyway, nothing goes right when it comes to Yeo Il-ye.
In their first meeting, he almost died and ran away.
In their second meeting, she barged into the Outcast Inn and created the image of an enlightenment pouch.
Now, she stepped forward to help, only for Fighting Dog Tang Do-gyeong to pop out.
If they get involved again, some Sword Venerable might pop out.
Grumbling inwardly, Ho Cheon-an reconsidered his plan to use Yeo Il-ye as a variable.
For now, he had to somehow deal with the current situation.
‘This is too much.’
He had started a task to discipline Hwang Geum-go Bu-rin and establish the authority of the intermediaries.
Causing a commotion in front of the Hwang Gold Clan for a day or two was no big deal.
The meaning of an outcast causing a commotion in front of the Hwang Gold Clan would be crystal clear to those working at the Outcast Inn.
For the crowds who didn’t know the relationship between Bu-rin and Ho Cheon-an, there was no way to understand why the Sacheon outcast’s sorcery performance was being held in front of the Hwang Gold Clan of all places.
They would only spread rumors about how unique and mysterious the sorcery shown by the outcast using the power of a ghost named Jeon-gwi was.
Until Ho Cheon-an wrote something on the empty banner of this sorcery cart, there would be no damage to the Hwang Gold Clan’s reputation.
They would only feel uncomfortable seeing the gathering people and the outcasts, causing a commotion in front of the main gate.
But because of this so-called sorcery performance held by an outcast, three transcendent-level martial artists were fighting in front of the Hwang Gold Clan?
This was a situation where the Hwang Gold Clan’s reputation would be shattered.
But if this happened, could the Hwang Gold Clan properly hold the Tang Clan’s Tang Do-gyeong and the Jeomchang Sect’s Yeo Il-ye accountable?
Probably not, and it was clear that they would only grit their teeth and try to devour Ho Cheon-an and Black Cat, who caused this incident.
Ho Cheon-an let out a hollow laugh as he imagined himself becoming a wanted criminal and running through the mountains.
How did a task he had planned to hold a sorcery performance turn out like this?
The memory of him giggling while writing the flyers for the performance felt like a distant past.
Ho Cheon-an let out a long sigh.
Both Black Cat and Yeo Il-ye had acted according to their own calculations and logic, but the situation had turned out like this, and Ho Cheon-an felt at a loss.
In Ho Cheon-an’s view, the situation was already tangled.
Yeo Il-ye’s appearance was unexpected, and he also didn’t anticipate Black Cat provoking Yeo Il-ye.
And who would have known that Tang Do-gyeong would appear while those two were fighting?
‘Wasn’t I supposed to have the [Luck] characteristic?’
Grumbling, Ho Cheon-an fiddled with the dominoes.
Tang Do-gyeong could not be controlled by any figure in Sacheon.
Bluntly put, even if the clan leader of the Tang Clan rushed out, he couldn’t stop Tang Do-gyeong once he was fired up.
Since Black Cat and Yeo Il-ye couldn’t handle it, Ho Cheon-an had no choice but to step up.
“These guys are going too far just by watching.”
Swish!
Three dominoes imbued with the subtleties of Ho Cheon-an’s hidden weapon technique [Stone Throwing Fist] flew towards Tang Do-gyeong.
“Hmm?”
Although Tang Do-gyeong was burning with fighting spirit towards the two, he was as skilled in martial arts as he was obsessed with fighting, so he lightly caught the dominoes Ho Cheon-an had thrown with his fingers.
Another domino was stuck at the end of the domino, caught between his fingers, and another domino was stuck behind that domino.
It was evidence that he had concentrated the three dominoes precisely at one point while throwing them with a hidden weapon technique.
“Ho.”
Ho Cheon-an was a second-rate warrior.
Stone Throwing Fist was closer to a stone-throwing technique than a proper hidden weapon technique.
However, despite the crude Stone Throwing Fist and lacking internal energy, Ho Cheon-an’s sleight of hand displayed a hidden weapon technique sufficient to draw Tang Do-gyeong’s attention.
“This is a place to proclaim the greatness of Lord Jeon-gwi’s power, who hails from the Saw Bone Hell. It is not a place for mere martial artists to cause a commotion.”
“Although your hand technique of throwing hidden weapons is quite skilled, it is not a place for a mere swindler to intervene. Get lost.”
“Hahaha, swindler. You call it a swindler. No matter how much I try to enlighten, there is no end to foolish mortals.”
It was a mocking laugh that should have been annoying, but Tang Do-gyeong had no time to pay attention to Ho Cheon-an.
Tang Do-gyeong’s gaze had already returned to Yeo Il-ye and Black Cat.
As a member of the Tang Clan, Tang Do-gyeong’s interest was briefly drawn when Ho Cheon-an displayed his hidden weapon technique.
However, the hidden weapon technique needed to be of a higher caliber, and his internal energy required to be improved.
The only helpful thing might be his sleight of hand.
Young disciples of the Tang Clan could sufficiently perform that level of hidden weapon technique if they were direct descendants.
Although he managed to draw attention for a moment by showing his hidden weapon technique, in the end, he was confirmed to be a worthless fellow.
To Tang Do-gyeong, Ho Cheon-an was not someone who could hold his interest.
“No wonder your eyes cannot contain the power of Lord Jeon-gwi, who distorts the principles of the universe.”
“…What?”
That is until Ho Cheon-an provoked him.
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