Chapter 704: My Mouth Was Itching to Talk

TL: FoodieMonster007

The Seventeenth Bridge was now able to tell them apart.

At a glance, the ten Faceless Warriors were indistinguishable. A closer look, however, revealed their individual characteristics. They possessed different heights and body types.

Most importantly, their masks had markings. Small pictures were drawn on the edges. One mask featured a small fox, while others had clouds, flames, vipers, or spiders.

She wondered if those were their individual symbols. Could there be masks where the entire surface was covered by that drawing? For instance, a fox mask, or a flame mask that looked as if it were burning.

On the mask of the Faceless Warrior who had saved her, a small crescent moon was drawn.

As the Seventeenth Bridge stared at the Faceless Warriors, her eyes met with the Fifth Bridge. He was a Senior she respected who had been captured alongside her.

The Fifth Bridge looked at her and slightly shook his head.

The Seventeenth Bridge knew what that gesture meant. It was a warning not to develop personal feelings. Her staring had been so intense, both in the carriage and here, that her inner thoughts were being exposed.

The Seventeenth Bridge gave a slight nod.

She thought, Right, what kind of crazy thought is this when I could die at any moment? It was only because it was the Fifth Bridge that he let it slide. If anyone else found out, she could be severely disciplined for colluding with the enemy.

I won't look anymore, she resolved.

Just then, as if guided by fate, the Faceless Warrior with the crescent moon, who had been gazing out the window, tapped the wall twice. The sound drew everyone's attention.

TAP, TAP.

He was signaling that someone was approaching.

Sure enough, the door opened a moment later and a person entered.

"Is Chief Jo here?"

It was the Mythical Sect's Chief Ahn Hupyeong. He had heard that the women who advanced to the main tournament were gathering for the final stage and had come to watch.

Ahn Hupyeong flinched in surprise.

The women were sitting in chairs. He felt a thrill at receiving the undivided attention of dozens of beautiful women.

The problem, however, was the men standing around them. Masked figures were positioned in various spots throughout the guest hall. One leaned against a wall, another was crouched in a corner, and another stood with his arms crossed beside the women. All of them were staring at him, creating a chilling sight.

At this point, he should have immediately realized something was wrong.

He mistakenly thought, Chief Jo is preparing something interesting. He assumed they were preparing a performance for the final stage.

"Villains and beauties! Not a bad idea. Who is it? Who's playing the leader?"

An absurd silence filled the room.

Just then, the Third Bridge turned his head to look at the Extremely Evil Smiling Demon. The other assassins followed his gaze. The Third Bridge hoped his appearance would create a variable in the situation.

Ahn Hupyeong fearlessly walked up to the Extremely Evil Smiling Demon.

He looked at the Extremely Evil Smiling Demon and exclaimed in admiration.

"I don't know who made it, but this mask is really well-made."

The two eyes behind the mask smiled brightly. If anyone had recognized that kind of smile, Sa Chu would never have left in the first place.

Seeing that smile, Ahn Hupyeong even issued a warning.

"They are precious people, so don't even think about trying any funny business."

As if he had forgotten, he turned to the women and revealed his identity.

"Ah, I haven't introduced myself. I am the Mythical Sect's Chief Ahn Hupyeong. If you have any problems, feel free to come find me and tell me anytime."

The women just stared at him. None of them spoke. Even if their pressure points had not been sealed, what could they possibly say to such an oblivious man?

The continued silence slightly soured Ahn Hupyeong's mood. However, he soon found the cause of this strange atmosphere within himself.

Right, they wouldn't dare speak casually to a Chief.

After sweeping his gaze over the women one last time, Ahn Hupyeong bid them farewell.

"Well then, practice hard."

Ahn Hupyeong stepped outside. No matter how he looked, there were no beauties like Lee Ahn or Cha Yiran.

Now that I think of it, should I go find her?

He started walking to find Lee Ahn.

Just then, a scene in the distance caught his eye.

A strange martial artist was walking in front, followed by martial artists from the Mythical Sect. They followed with their heads bowed as if they had committed a crime.

I've never seen him before.

In fact, it was not his first time seeing him. He was one of the Thirteen Evil Wolves he had seen when he met Bi Sayin before. That day, he had only paid attention to Bi Sayin and the women, so he did not remember their faces at all.

Just then, a martial artist shot out from the opposite building using his movement arts. He saw Ahn Hupyeong and shouted urgently.

"Go to my father at once!"

In that instant, one of the Thirteen Evil Wolves, moving even faster, shot out from the building and subdued him in a flash.

Following that, the Mythical Sect martial artists walked out of the building in a line with their heads bowed. At the end, another of the Thirteen Evil Wolves emerged.

Startled, Ahn Hupyeong ran toward the Chief's hall.

The martial artist from the Thirteen Evil Wolves who had subdued the shouting man merely glanced at him once but did not pursue Ahn Hupyeong.

By the time Ahn Hupyeong reached the Chief's hall, Bi Sayin was standing at the entrance. Behind Bi Sayin, the Chairman's bodyguards were lined up.

"Young Chairman! Please help!"

He ran toward Bi Sayin.

"Suspicious individuals have infiltrated the main sect!"

Before Ahn Hupyeong could even get close to Bi Sayin, he was seized by those same suspicious individuals. His pressure and blood points were sealed, and he was dragged away.

Just then, the door opened and Baek Jagang came out from inside the Chief's hall.

He walked out with his hands clasped behind his back as if returning from a stroll, but a thick scent of blood wafted out with him.

The scene inside was visible to Bi Sayin's eyes.

The Mythical Sect Leader was dead, sitting in the grandmaster's chair. The head of the Cold Iron Blade was placed on the table where they had been drinking. Behind the table, the body of the Boa Sword lay on the floor.

With the corpses at his back, Baek Jagang asked, "Where is the female assassin who planned this?"

Bi Sayin could guess that the Chairman had heard something important related to her.

"The Young Cult Leader should be meeting with her now."

When Geom Mugeuk went to find Cha Yiran, she was buying new clothes. This was the very same place where she had bought clothes with Lee Ahn before.

"How did you know I was here?"

"Have you already forgotten? I was right next to you when you were drunk and crawling on the ground."

She was now wearing a plain black martial arts uniform instead of the fancy clothes she had worn before. Perhaps because it was the first time he had seen her in a martial arts uniform, this look seemed even more fresh and charming.

"Alright, since you're here, help me choose."

Cha Yiran showed him two sets of clothes she had picked out in the shop.

"Which one do you think suits me better?"

Both were extravagant outfits.

"The martial arts uniform you're wearing now is fine, isn't it?"

"This is my martial arts uniform. Hurry up and choose."

When Geom Mugeuk pointed to the outfit on the left, she chose the one on the right.

"Because you'd probably want that Young Lady to win."

Geom Mugeuk watched as she paid the shop owner for the clothes.

You won't be wearing those clothes to the tournament.

After paying, she said to Geom Mugeuk, "Wait a moment. I'll go change and come back out."

As she was about to go inside, she took something out and placed it on the table.

"Hold onto this for a moment."

Then she went inside to change her clothes.

Geom Mugeuk silently stared at the small box she had left behind.

VMMM.

The Secret Box reacted again. Surprisingly, she had left the box containing the orb.

What was she thinking? Did she really want him to take it? Last night, and now again. She was blatantly tempting him with the orb.

Geom Mugeuk gave a slight wave of his hand, and the box lid opened with telekinesis.

Inside was a red orb, the Red Orb.

"……"

The Secret Box reacted even more strongly.

Looking at the orb, he felt a powerful temptation to absorb its energy immediately. The existing energies dormant within his body began to awaken.

However, Geom Mugeuk waved his hand again, and the lid closed.

There was one thing she did not know. It was how difficult it had been for him to obtain the previous orbs. This orb could never be obtained so easily.

So, Secret Box, let's be patient.

As Geom Mugeuk controlled his mind, the awakening energy fell dormant again, and the Secret Box also calmed down.

A moment later, she came out after changing. Dressed in the beautiful clothes, she looked like a completely different person. Instead of asking about the clothes she had changed into, she asked about the box.

"Did you open it?"

"I did."

"How was it?"

"I wanted it."

"You wanted it. Those are sweet words."

Cha Yiran picked up the box and sat in a chair in the corner, crossing her legs. Her exposed thigh was incredibly sensual.

"Why didn't you take it?"

"I already did. That's an empty box."

Cha Yiran put it away without checking inside.

"You trust my conscience?"

"No, it's because the box explodes if you open it."

Their gazes intertwined in mid-air. Their eyes were so deep that it was impossible to know the other's thoughts just by looking.

"I didn't expect you to come find me so early."

They had drunk all night yesterday and parted ways while she was completely wasted. She thought she would not see him until tomorrow at the earliest.

"Now that you've revealed your identity, I suppose I feel more at ease for some reason."

Of course, that was not why he had come.

It was because the operation had begun. At this very moment, the Extremely Evil Smiling Demon and the Evil Alliance would all be carrying out their respective tasks. His job was first to find out if Ak Gunhak liked her too.

Geom Mugeuk first checked on her well-being.

"Did you get over your hangover?"

"I did."

"Good. You have to take care of your stomach from a young age."

At that, Cha Yiran asked with a strange smile, "Do you think you or I will live to be old?"

"I will live. Until I'm old."

"You're very greedy."

"That's right. I'm greedy for martial arts, for people, for money, for health, for a long life. I'm the man called the incarnation of greed."

Then Cha Yiran smiled and said, "The rumors say you're greedy with your words."

Geom Mugeuk then moved his jaw from side to side, loosening his mouth.

"My mouth was itching like crazy all this time."

Cha Yiran thought that by talking with Geom Mugeuk, she might be able to understand why Ak Gunhak had not killed him.

Separate from her mission, there was a line connecting her and Geom Mugeuk. Ak Gunhak. The moment that line snapped, there would be no common story to share with him. All that would remain would be to kill or be killed, to complete the mission or fail.

"Why couldn't he leave?" Geom Mugeuk now asked the question he had not asked last night.

"What other reason could there be? The organization wouldn't let him go."

"Is there any need to be loyal to such an organization?"

At that, Cha Yiran raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Loyalty? I'm not loyal to anyone. I work in exchange for payment."

Her words were likely sincere. In her life before his regression, she had died as an assassin until the very end. The fact that her life story was only revealed after her death was probably due to this way of thinking. The organization never liked her.

"It sounds like you're saying I could hire you if I paid the price."

"If you have the ability to do so."

"I'll hire you right now. Name your terms."

Of course, he said it knowing she would never accept.

As expected, she refused at once.

"If I were the kind of person to abandon my mission and quit in the middle, I wouldn't be worth hiring like this, would I?"

Therefore, she would surely try to carry out her assigned mission. She would definitely try to kill the Evil Alliance Chairman, and perhaps even him.

"Do you know where he was planning to go?"

Instead of answering, Cha Yiran asked a question back.

"You would be the one to know that, wouldn't you?"

He could tell from her eyes and expression. She really did not know where he was going. In fact, she was the one who was curious.

"He didn't know you liked him, then."

If they were truly in love, they would have surely talked about it. No, he might not have even thought of leaving in the first place. Unless they were planning to leave together.

"That's right. He doesn't know."

Cha Yiran did not try to hide that fact. She did not try to use it as a shield to protect her life.

"Why didn't you tell him?"

To think she would end up talking about this with Geom Mugeuk.

"We were both busy. And the organization didn't approve."

But it was easier to speak freely precisely because he was an enemy she had to kill.

"Why didn't the organization like it?"

"Because then there would have been two people wanting to leave."

Geom Mugeuk liked her honesty. Her real charm did not come from those smooth thighs.

Cha Yiran asked, looking curious, "Why do you care so much about him? He's already left you."

An answer she had never expected came from Geom Mugeuk.

"He was a cool person."

"I'll admit that."

"I like cool people. When I see people like that, I want to be like them, I want to learn from them."

Geom Mugeuk sat on the decorative shelf directly in front of her.

"In that respect, you were cool too."

At her questioning gaze, Geom Mugeuk answered honestly.

"I don't have the courage to get that drunk in front of an enemy."

It was a joke, but she did not laugh.

"Why can't you be honest?"

"What do you mean?"

"The reason you're interested in him isn't because he's cool, but because you want to keep such a strong master by your side, right? And since he's an enemy, the effect would be double, triple. Am I wrong?"

After staring at Cha Yiran for a moment, Geom Mugeuk asked abruptly, "Could you keep a man like him by your side?"

Cha Yiran could not say yes. It was partly because she liked Ak Gunhak's wind-like nature that she had fallen for him.

"The first time I saw him, he had his shoes off. How could you keep a man who walks around barefoot by your side?"

What if that was the truth? If he was not trying to possess him, then what was the reason?

"Then why?"

After a brief pause, Geom Mugeuk said, "Because I want to help him leave."

As if to prove his sincerity, a surprising proposal was added.

"Let's help him leave."