[It's me.]
Lee Gun heard a voice he would never have expected to hear. It surprised him. 'This voice...'
The voice was familiar, and Lee Gun was hearing it after a long time. This voice belonged to one of the people who had screwed him over.
'Saint'
There was a power in the man's tough voice. The voice was low as if the sound was ringing within a cave and it sounded like an old man.
Lee Gun immediately received a warning.
[Someone contracted to a different saint has entered the lowly holy ground of the Archer Saint.]
[Caution! This person might sneak into the Serpent Bearer's holy ground.]
However, this person would probably get executed by his familiars before getting a chance to hide in his one-pyeong holy ground.
"Lee Gun-nim! Are you ok!"
Bul-kuhk!
The beautiful female disciple of the Archer Saint had felt the chaotic energy. She entered the room through the door. One of her hands held a kitchen knife and the other had Yang Wei, who was stuck in a monkfish.
Yoon Yeorin! An avid fan of Lee Gun, she had planned on making steamed monkfish for Lee Gun. Of course, Yang Wei had been struggling as he was almost put in the pot. "Shit! Let me go! You're merely a disciple! Do you know who I am! Ahk! That slime bastard took my ribbon, so she can't understand me!"
As if the other hidden Saint didn't care about Yang Wei's plight, the voice rang once again.
[Lee Gun. Are you there?]
This time, both the disciple of the Archer Saint and Yang Wei were taken aback. It was to be expected.
"What the hell! That voice...!"
"Could it be a Saint...!"
All the familiars appeared from Lee Gun's shadow. It looked like they wanted to unsheath their swords and murder someone.
[How dare you use Master's name so frivolously!]
[We were holding back because we didn't want to damage Master's best friend's holy ground! However, we can no longer stand back!]
[Let's search the entire holy ground of the Archer Saint. Let's sever the head of this lout!]
Yoon Yeorin quickly stepped forward. "I'll bring the Archer Saint, and we'll conduct a search!"
Lee Gun waved his hand to dismiss her suggestion. It wasn't needed. As if to prove his point, he then headed toward the door. All kinds of delivery boxes lay there; Lee Gun had ordered a variety of items.
Of course, the news of Lee Gun's return meant there had been a lot of boxes containing bribes. However, those boxes had been long filtered, and the bribes had been incinerated by those who managed the Archer Saint's waste.
Kwahng!
Lee Gun kicked out, scattering the delivery boxes. Then, he picked a box made out of styrofoam.
Kwah-jeek!
When he broke the box open, a very plump piece of meat appeared in front of him. It was grade-one beef. However, the beef wasn't the important part.
"I was wondering which bastard kept sending me stuff." Between the meat was an item resembling a speaker. Clearly, someone wanted to talk to Lee Gun and had sent him that item.
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The Return of the Disaster-Class Hero
AksiThe dead cannot speak. It means the living can create any story they want. Inheritance, honor and wealth can be taken away by lies. However, what happens when a person, who was presumed to be dead, returns alive? DISCLAIMER: THIS IS NOT MY STORY!! T...