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What is going on?
Heo Myeong-Hwi clutched his gaping chest and tried to understand the situation. How could he, an S-class powerhouse, be seriously injured by a sixteen-year-old kid?
Did someone else intervene?
Heo Myeong-Hwi reflexively looked around.
Bang!
The moment Heo Myeong-Hwi’s gaze wandered, Jae-Hyeok stepped forward, employing the move that he had honed all his life.
Space itself seemed to fold. Jae-Hyeok appeared before Heo Myeong-Hwi and drew his sword, which flickered like red lightning as he cut another line across Heo Myeong-Hwi’s chest.
“Kuaack!”
By the time Heo Myeong-Hwi returned his attention to Jae-Hyeok, Jae-Hyeok’s sword was back in its sheath, but he stood much closer.
Heo Myeong-Hwi got a good look then; the boy’s youthful face was in sharp relief to his pair of merciless eyes, which were strikingly similar to the Yaksha’s.
Jae-Hyeok wondered, “You're quite durable. Don’t tell me you also contracted a demon? I swear if you start resurrecting, I’m gonna get annoyed.”
“You… It was you who cut me?”
Heo Myeong-Hwi’s eyes reddened as he summoned a new jade. He inscribed the character for acceleration with a pulse of will, and the stone disappeared from his palm an instant later, piercing toward...
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