Chapter 76: Let's Not Waste Time, Shall We?

Chapter 76: Let's Not Waste Time, Shall We?

(Translators Note: Back to Baek Su-Ryongs perspective)

Elder! Shadow dropped the bags she was holding and hurried to Gongson Sus side.

Hoho, youre here? Gongson Su laughed.

How are you feeling? Does it hurt anywhere?

With a pale face, Shadow quickly grabbed Gongson Sus wrist and checked his pulse. At the same time, she took out medicine and golden needles from her breast pocket. Please eat this and take off your clothes. Im going to start treating you with acupuncture now!

W-What are you doing? Gongson Su pushed Shadows hand away, refusing the medicine and her attempt to undress him. For heavens sake, dont make such a fuss. Its just a minor injury.

You were ambushed! You cant call that trivial!

Look, Im fine, arent I? Besides, even though I wasnt the one who did it, that kid lost an arm. In the end, I was the one who came out victorious Gongson Su boasted.

You dont look like a victor with all those bandages though I swallowed my retort.

Shadows eyes flashed with rage. So he hurt you, but all he lost in return was an arm? Ill go and skin him alive right now she muttered, reaching for her sword.

Gongson Su grabbed her arm. Mr. Baek! Dont just stand there, help me restrain her! I have a feeling that something really bad will happen if we let her go like this, he shouted.

I resigned myself to doing as Gongson Su asked. Calm down, Shadow! Didnt Elder already tell you that hes fine!

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No! Unhand me! That damn Cho Jin-Saeng or Cho Mak-Sang bastard must die! Let me go this instant!!

Several minutes later, we finally managed to stop Shadow from committing murder. Sighing, I asked Wiji Cheon, I got the gist of the story on my way here, but I want to hear your version of events. What exactly happened, Cheon? Spare no detail.

Well Wiji Cheon explained everything that happened during the duel. Suddenly, Cho Mak-Saeng screamed and rushed at me out of nowhere. His eyes turned bright red and gray sword qi coated his dagger

Wait. What color sword qi? I interjected sharply.

Shocked by the intensity of my voice, Wiji Cheon widened his eyes. H-Huh? It was gray

Gray? The color of sword qi varies greatly depending on the practitioners inner art technique, so gray or black sword qi isnt unheard of, but for a child taught by Namgoong Su to have qi of that color? Is that possible? I turned to Gongson Su and asked, Elder, according to Cheon, that boy was determined to kill you. Did you provoke him to such an extent?

Gongson Su shook his head. I highly doubt it. During my time in the Imperial Palace, I have pressured several misbehaving youngsters into depression, but that child wasnt such a meek or sensitive person.

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Then, Cho Mak-Saengs sudden outburst probably stems from his impulsiveness. No, thats not enough to explain it. The boy doesnt seem to be a complete idiot. Would he really lose control and attempt murder in broad daylight just because he lost a duel? Even among demonic arts practitioners, such recklessness and thoughtlessness is

No way I mumbled to myself.

Teacher? Did I say something wrong? Wiji Cheon asked anxiously.

Gongson Su, on the other hand, noticed my agitation and solemnity. Is something bothering you?

I faked a smile. Nah, its nothing.

Since I didnt see it with my own eyes, I cant be sure. The signs are there, but I should meet that kid in person soon.

BAM!

Suddenly, the door slammed open and Hyonwon Kang burst in looking like a disheveled wreck. Elder! Elder, are you here? Oh, thank goodness

Relief visibly washed over him at the sight of Gongson Su. Elder, are you okay? I heard that you were injured in the duel! Which bastard did this to you? Just wait, Ill teach him a lesson

Fuck, fuck, fuck! Why me? This isnt fair! I hate it! This shitty world and everything in it should just crash and burn! Cho Mak-Saeng cursed, his eyes bloodshot.

Oh, I know. Its all because Im an orphan, thats why, he muttered to himself.

Abandoned at the tender age of five and raised in an orphanage, Cho Mak-Saeng had no memory of his parents. Yet fortune favored him. The orphanage was sponsored by the Namgoong Clan, and every child there was taught the basics of martial arts. Those with talent were given the opportunity to serve a member of the Namgoong Clan, paving their way to a bright future.

It was with this goal in mind that he had trained tirelessly and had finally caught the eye of Namgoong Su.

Youre quite talented. Join my class and take the Azure Dragon Academy entrance exam this year.

While others paid large sums of money for martial arts lessons, Cho Mak-Saeng received them for free. Namgoong Su had even written the letter of recommendation for his application.

This is Namgoong Seok, and this is Jin Jin. Both of them are much more skilled than you, so watch and learn.

Im Namgoong Seok. Nice to meet you.

Youre an orphan? Cherish your good luck and work hard.

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Despite the head start his peers had, it mattered little. All he needed to do was to get accepted into the Azure Dragon Academy, and his bright future would be assured. At least, that was the way it should have been

All because of a stinking old man and a stupid brat! Yeah none of it is my fault. Losing my arm, being cast aside by Namgoong Su, getting expelled from tutoring The world just hates orphans like me. If Namgoong Seok was the one who had lost his arm, would Namgoong Su have treated him the same way he treated me? No fucking way. So this isnt my fault. Its that old man, that kid, Namgoong Seok, Jin Jin, and Namgoong Sus fault!

Feeling like a victim of the world, an uncontrollable rage burned within him like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

Ufufu he chuckled, wandering aimlessly through the streets. When he finally stumbled upon a dark alley, he slipped into the shadows and leaned against the wall. Fufu Ill kill them all. That punk Wiji Cheon, the old man, Jin Jin, Namgoong Seok and Namgoong Su. One day, theyll all die at my hands.

But first, I must vent. Anyone will do, a drunk relieving himself, a merchant taking a shortcut, a lost child seeking refuge

Fufufu, Ill tear them apart

Well well, lucky me. If youre like this, I wont feel a shred of guilt, a mans voice suddenly cut through the air.

!! Cho Mak-Saeng jumped, W-Who

Slowly, a figure emerged from the darkness of the alley. Fortunately, it wasnt Namgoong Seok or Namgoong Su, but it was still someone he recognized.

Baek Su-Ryong?

Show some respect, you insolent brat. Wait, on second thought, never mind. Call me whatever you want, Baek Su-Ryong smiled, approaching Cho Mak-Saeng.

You ought to read this at .

W-Why are you here

Lets not waste time, shall we? Baek Su-Ryong added, swiftly seizing Cho Mak-Saeng by the throat.

Cough, cough! Dangling in Baek Su-Ryongs grasp, Cho Mak-Saengs eyes widened. Despite being on guard, Baek Su-Ryong had still moved too quickly for him to react. Why is he doing this? Is it because I tried to kill the old man? Because of Wiji Cheon? Did Namgoong Su tell him something? Or is it because Im an unwanted orphan? Whatever it is I dont want to die here!

P-Please spare me Cho Mak-Saeng begged, feeling as if his neck would snap at any moment.

Ill decide after hearing your answer, Baek Su-Ryong replied emotionlessly, as if murder was nothing more than a routine chore to him.

Cho Mak-Saeng shivered. The Baek Su-Ryong he had met in the Azure Dragon Academy was nothing like this. Compared to the insane monster in front of him right now, Wiji Cheons killing intent was childs play!

Are you a spy for the Blood Cult?

Cho Mak-Saengs eyes turned completely red.