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Haomun Master, So Yerin.

Her captivating beauty, which could be called the greatest in the Central Plains, was So Yerin’s secret weapon, one she kept tightly hidden.

Of course, rumors about her were rampant within the Haomun, yet only a handful of its disciples had ever met her directly.

That didn’t mean she hadn’t met many people.

It was simply that her appearance was so striking that she couldn’t easily go out.

Above all, wasn’t the Haomun a secretive organization, veiled in mystery?

Most of the disciples had never directly seen the Master, knowing her only through circulating rumors.

Thus, she chose a method: the disguise technique.

It was a martial art that used internal energy to artificially alter one’s face and physique by manipulating facial muscles and bones.

It was one of the exclusive techniques passed down only to the Haomun Master.

The Haomun was an intelligence organization.

The foundation of intelligence was espionage.

In ancient China, where there were no photos or IDs, such disguise techniques were truly the cheat code of espionage.

Perhaps it was only natural that So Yerin was a master of disguise techniques.

Because So Yerin was the Haomun Master.

How to put it. Beyond mere martial arts skill, it was not surprising that she knew many mysterious miscellaneous arts.

Anyway, So Yerin had traveled the Central Plains and encountered countless madmen who called themselves martial artists.

But today, she had truly met her match.

“Are you insane?”

“Yes.”

“…”

Cheongun looked at her as if asking such an obvious question was pointless.

Dumbfounded, So Yerin mouthed words.

“Did you say your name was Cheongun?”

“I am the Haomun Master.”

“You’re truly the worst kind of thug. Do you think the Haomun will become yours just by claiming it like that? You haven’t absorbed other factions that way until now, have you?”

Cheongun tilted his head, his expression calm yet revealing a hint of annoyance.

“I’ve always done it this way, though?”

“…”

Cheongun was sincere.

He had beheaded the Bloodline Manor Master the moment he saw him, turned the Black Forest Sect Master into a sacrifice for Lian’s revenge, and smashed the teeth of the Manryong Escort Agency’s leader.

When you thought about it, the Haomun situation was rather lenient.

“So, do you truly intend to persist with this absurd stubbornness right here?”

“It’s fate. Accept it.”

“Who decided that?!”

“The Righteous Alliance did.”

Cheongun nodded brazenly.

The Chief Inspector of the Righteous Alliance? This lunatic?

His actions were like those of a rogue from the dark factions.

So Yerin truly couldn’t believe it.

“What’s bothering you so much?”

“Are you asking because you don’t know?”

“I don’t. Isn’t this a dark faction? Then aren’t the strong ones the law?”

“Even that has its limits! Even if you’ve swallowed factions like that until now, do you think the Haomun is like those low-class riffraff without roots?!”

“Different?”

Cheongun took a letter from his sleeve and thrust it at So Yerin.

“This. The letter you sent.”

She narrowed her eyes and read the words written on the letter.

*The Black Forest Sect shall enter under the Haomun and pay tribute.*

…It was a letter So Yerin had once sent to the Black Forest Sect.

“And now? I’m doing the same.”

Cheongun hummed, nodding his head, and put the letter back.

So Yerin was speechless for a moment.

What could she say when he was simply returning the favor?

But she couldn’t nod in agreement to that.

“I know nothing about that!”

“I am aware.”

“Ha! Even if that were true, what’s the problem? Weren’t those statements withdrawn long ago?!”

“That’s something I wouldn’t know.”

“Oh, well said! I’ll return the favor! This time, *I* am aware of it!”

“Quiet. I didn’t ask. Shut up.”

“You lunatic!”

“I am always insane.”

Deep wrinkles creased So Yerin’s brow.

The longer the conversation stretched, the more her head ached.

Seeing the Haomun Master lose her composure for the first time, the courtesan who had escorted Cheongun nervously alternated glances between the two.

“Absolutely not! Get out!”

“No.”

“You scoundrel, fit only to be boiled alive in sewage! What are you doing?! Why isn’t anyone throwing this man out?!”

So Yerin shrieked, as if tearing her throat.

But the courtesan and guards who had brought Cheongun just exchanged nervous glances.

They were Haomun disciples, ordinary people living at the bottom of society.

They were different from the beggars of the Beggars’ Sect who practiced martial arts.

The weaker one was, the more precious their own life, so they dared not provoke a thoroughly insane martial arts master who freely wielded Force Projection.

Of course, the guards were escorts hired from an escort agency, but Cheongun was already a legend in the escort world.

The news of Cheongun breaking the teeth of escort guards with a pig bone and becoming the vice-leader of Manryong Escort Agency was already widely known.

So how could they possibly step forward recklessly?

What if their teeth got broken for nothing?

Indeed, a pig bone was now in Cheongun’s right hand.

“What are you doing?!”

“Quiet. Lower your voice. Don’t you think my disciples are scared?”

“Who decided they were your disciples, you?!”

“Well, because I’m the Haomun Master.”

“You damned bastard… Hmph.”

Anger laced the Haomun Master’s voice.

But even So Yerin, huffing with fury, couldn’t easily touch Cheongun.

Of course, in terms of martial arts skill, she was by no means inferior to Cheongun.

Although the Haomun was an organization far removed from martial arts, its leader, So Yerin, was a master who had broken through to a new level.

The problem was the Chief Inspector’s token in Cheongun’s left hand.

And the fact that Cheongun’s master happened to be the Red Night Sword Sovereign, one of the Ten Great Masters of the World.

That was why martial artists in the *jianghu* did not casually provoke others.

Because if you accidentally provoke the wrong person, all sorts of grudges and entanglements follow.

That was why she had arranged this meeting without resorting to petty tactics like sending assassins.

She hadn’t even used her disguise technique.

She deliberately revealed her true appearance.

Mad Heaven No Sword, that man, was still a man after all. Having achieved such a level at such a young age, it was clear he had spent all his years consumed only by martial arts.

It was obvious he’d have no immunity to women.

So if she blatantly seduced him, how could he possibly endure it?

She intended to seduce him just enough.

‘Things have gotten complicated.’

But his attitude was more unyielding than she expected.

And since he used the Righteous Alliance as a shield at every opportunity, there was no reasoning with him.

She couldn’t immediately beat him down, nor did she intend to accept his outrageous demands.

Above all, her pride was wounded by Cheongun’s attitude of looking at her as if she were a mere stone.

So she came to a conclusion.

She needed to establish a pretext.

Just in time, she had already prepared a countermeasure for a situation like this.

“Did you say your name was Cheongun?”

“Yes. And I’m the Haomun Master.”

*Lunatic. Bastard. A wretch fit to be deep-fried in sewage. She would never let him off the hook.*

“…You’re young.”

So Yerin smiled brightly and leaned closer.

“Your skin is smooth, your body firm, and your eyes are unwavering and direct.”

“…”

“When you first entered this place, those two eyes of yours especially lingered on my body, scanning it slowly. Why, is there something you wish to see?”

“…”

Cheongun silently stared at So Yerin.

Unlike moments ago, his gaze seemed slightly hazy.

A transparent mist wafted between them.

A subtle fragrance wafted from behind her, and colorless smoke streamed out.

It was an alluring scent, a faint fragrance made by mixing an illusion drug and an aphrodisiac, designed to make one’s senses hazy.

Of course, the denser the scent, the higher the chance of it being detected by a martial artist, so she had diluted it as much as possible to reduce its potency. However, merely creating the right atmosphere with it was enough to turn an unsuspecting man into a beast consumed by desire.

One would need to realize they were poisoned to circulate their internal energy and channel it through their acupoints. But if they didn’t even realize that, no matter how skilled a master they were, they would still become intoxicated by the scent and their minds would grow hazy.

So Yerin signaled with her eyes, and everyone present simultaneously exited.

Only then did So Yerin curve the corners of her eyes slightly.

“Are you really that curious about my body?”

No sooner had she finished speaking, the black clothes wrapped around So Yerin’s body slid down.

At the same time, a perfectly formed naked body was revealed.

Glossy black hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing her pale skin.

Her two large breasts rose lusciously, her waist was slender, and her fair skin gleamed uniquely under the light.

It was a truly alluring figure that would make anyone, regardless of age or gender, gulp.

So Yerin smiled alluringly and took a step.

“Consider yourself honored. You are the first man to behold this lady’s naked form.”

“…”

“Hehe, it seems you’re so pleased you can’t even speak.”

“…”

So Yerin was certain.

No man could possibly resist her body after seeing it.

So, if he were to fall completely for her and try to violate her, she planned to use that as a pretext to reject his proposal.

Even merely the rumor that a martial artist of the righteous faction attempted to sexually assault a woman by force would result in a significant loss of honor.

Without needing to physically entangle with the young man, she could simply use it as a bargaining chip.

A greenhorn with a bright future ahead would never dare to refuse her proposition.

Although she wasn’t particularly keen, it was a worthwhile endeavor.

“Hehehe.”

Seeing the fellow who had been spouting nonsense and irritating her just moments ago now staring blankly at her naked body, a strange sense of excitement welled up within her.

So Yerin slowly extended her hand.

And gently lifted Cheongun’s chin.

At the same time, she smiled with her eyes and caressed Cheongun’s cheek.

“No need to hold back.”

“…”

“Go on, do as you please.”

The corners of her lips curved upwards.

At the same time, she let out a groan, almost a moan, and caressed Cheongun’s lips.

“Haa… Come on, quickly.”

“Were you a virgin?”

“Hmph… What a stupid question. Do you think I would have given my chastity to a man I wasn’t even satisfied with? Absolutely not… Wait.”

So Yerin froze.

Wait. This bastard, how did he say that?

“!!!”

Whoosh—!

So Yerin lifted her head.

Her eyes met Cheongun’s.

His eyes, which had clearly been hazy moments ago, were now sparkling brightly, scanning her up and down.

But there was one difference: a wooden moktak was now in Cheongun’s right hand.

“How—!”

So Yerin’s words were cut off.

“Approved.”

“What?”

“However.”

Cheongun’s right hand rose.

The surface of the moktak gleamed under the light.

And it came down towards the crown of So Yerin’s head.

It was too fast, and completely unexpected.

A moment later.

Thwack—!

“Squeak—!!”

So Yerin’s scream burst out briefly.

And then.

“Too bad. I was.”

“You bastard!!”

“Shut up. Gold-digger.”

“You insane bastard!!”