The Sword Saint watched as young master Kim just basically brushed off the Fist King’s gratitude.
“It was nothing.”
Cale really thought that it was nothing.
‘Where the hell did he get the enlightenment?’
Honestly speaking, he had no idea what kind of help he gave the Fist King.
“I’m sure it was. To you, young master Kim, everything is just the natural flow of returning to nothing. They are all just as things should be.”
‘What the hell is this old man saying right now?’
Cale decided not to think about it anymore and just nodded his head.
“Congratulations on taking a step forward, sir.”
“Thank you.”
The Fist King was now using a half-respectful tone toward Cale, but… (TL: This whole respectful tone thing doesn’t really work in English. Just… go with it when it is described) Cale found it cumbersome to even ask about that so he just pretended not to notice.
Instead, he made eye contact with the Sword Saint.
“Please follow me. We will chat inside.”
“Mm.”
The Sword Saint quietly groaned. He looked uncomfortable as he looked at Cale’s back before peeking at Elder Ho.
“…As I expected…….”
Elder Ho was mumbling in admiration while looking, not at the Fist King, but rather at young master Kim. He was nodding his head over and over as well.
“Please come this way.”
Chief Eunuch Wi approached them and urged Elder Ho and the Sword Saint to move. The Sword Saint sighed and followed behind Chief Eunuch Wi.
“Eastern Depot?”
He just casually asked that to Chief Eunuch Wi as he moved.
“As expected, the Sword Saint has quite the discerning eye.”
Chief Eunuch Wi did not say anything to deny it to the Sword Saint who immediately recognized his identity.
“Hmph.”
The Sword Saint snorted before turning his head after sensing an approaching aura.
“…I greet Elder Fist King.”
Even a do-whatever-I-want kind of maverick like the Sword Saint spoke respectfully to the Fist King and slightly bowed his head.
It was his way of showing respect to an expert of the past generation.
“I’m happy to meet a famous expert of the current Orthodox faction.”
That was all the Fist King said and he did not join their group.
He spoke to Chief Eunuch Wi instead.
“I will take care of things here. This was my fault, so I should compensate the innkeeper properly.”
Mok Hyeon looked toward the corner of the room.
“Mok Hee.”
“…….”
Mok Hee was looking at the Fist King with excitement. As someone who was walking the path of martial arts like her great-grandfather, the Fist King, who was already like Mount Tai to her, had reached a new level.
That fact was enough to make Mok Hee happy and proud.
“Please help me.”
“…Yes, grandfather!”
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FantasyAuthor: Yoo Ryeo Han When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from...
