Chapter 92: Why are you there? (7)

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‘I thought the Sword Saint was showing up tomorrow?’

Cale immediately looked toward Elder Ho. His scowl made his annoyance extremely obvious.

He heard a stubborn-sounding voice at that moment.

“It’s the Beggars’ Gang.”

“…I greet senior Sword Saint.”

Elder Ho urgently bowed and greeted him.

The other members of the Orthodox faction bowed as well. It was their way of showing respect toward the greatest expert of the Orthodox faction.

“Hmph.”

However, the Sword Saint, Namgung Tae Soo, ignored the greetings of the others and snorted.

He then rudely commented, as if he found something not to his liking.

“Why are you blocking the way?”

He was telling Elder Ho to move and get out of the way.

“That-”

“Hmph.”

Elder Ho tried to say something but the Sword Saint ignored him. Instead, the young man next to him stepped forward after sensing his gaze.

“Hey there.”

“Yes, Noble Warrior.”

He spoke to the worker.

“Give us a room.”

“That-”

The worker warily looked around before cautiously responding.

“That, there are currently no empty rooms-”

The worker’s body slowly curled forward. He was scared of the stubborn-looking old man and the young men with vicious gazes.

He was even more scared because he could not fathom what martial artists might do. He felt the back of his neck go cold.

“Really? Then I guess we just need to make room.”

The young man commented in a relaxed voice.

“Excuse me?”

The worker blankly asked back, but the young man had already stomped toward the tables on the first floor and asked the people closest to him.

“Will you empty your room?”

“Excuse me?”

They looked like wanderers.

“Ha! Even the Namgungs cannot kick people out like this!”

“How can the so-called Orthodox faction threaten people like this?!”

The young man tilted his head to the side.

“I have no thoughts of threatening you.”

He responded with a confused look before pulling something out of his shirt and placing it on the table.

“…….”

“…….”

A couple of gold coins sparkled on the table.

The young man calmly commented.

“We will pay you if you empty your room.”

He then smiled before looking toward the worker and asking.

“What is the most expensive alcohol you have here? I want to serve these Noble Warriors.”

‘Oh.’

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