Chapter 17 – Fuck You, You Crazy Bitch! (3)

For a moment, Hwangbo Hyoseon regretted bringing the man hanging on her side with an empty sensation beneath her feet.

If she had come alone, she might have been able to survive on her own.

But as a devout follower of justice, she quickly dismissed such thoughts.

It was her own mistake to bring about this situation. She couldn’t abandon someone innocent who had been caught up and was about to die.

No, even if she died here, she had to save this man. If she were to throw him off the cliff…

“Just keep holding on!”

Reacting instinctively to the man’s voice, Hwangbo Hyoseon stopped her hand from moving.

Then she felt the man’s hand wrap around her waist as he stretched out his legs.

And she was astonished to see the man’s feet stepping on the air, as if defying gravity.

“It’s impossible…!”

Even Hwangbo Hyoseon, who could be considered an absolute master, couldn’t muster the courage to attempt such a feat.

He didn’t seem like a master with skills of this level. Maybe he was in his thirties, despite his appearance of being much older?

But what she saw before her eyes was reality. At such a young age, he possessed a martial art skill that surpassed her own.

“Fuck…!”

In that moment, the man who successfully crossed over to the opposite cliff placed Hwangbo Hyoseon roughly on the ground.

“Ugh, ugh…”

Then he himself collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

The consumption of his mental strength seemed severe, as he had exerted his full power in that moment of crisis.

Wanting to apologize and express her gratitude for saving her life, Hwangbo Hyoseon suddenly noticed the mask still covering his face.

It was the object that had made her suspicious of him in the first place.

A young master wearing a mask and descending with Amisan.

“Isn’t this a bit suspicious?”

The opponent was in a vulnerable position, lying defenseless. If she seized the opportunity, she could easily subdue him.

“If I try to untie him after testing his innocence, it should be fine.”

Hwangbo Hyoseon cautiously approached, but soon regretted it. There was no need to approach him like that.

She should have naturally approached while expressing her gratitude, but instead, she made the man become wary.

Seeing the man rise to his feet in an instant, Hwangbo Hyoseon changed her mind and first revealed her identity.

“I owe you a debt. By the way, we haven’t introduced ourselves. I am Hwangbo Hyoseon, the leader of the White Tiger Faction under the Mureum League.”

She observed the man’s reaction, deciding how to respond.

“Do I see you as innocent and set you free? Do I crush you with force? Or do I take you to Lady Geomseong to seek judgment as a repayment bait?”

“Excuse me. My name is Lee Taehyun.”

Seeing the man greet her with politeness, Hwangbo Hyoseon found herself in a dilemma.

Hwangbo? Hwangbo, fuck!

Could he be a relative of Geomseong? If I had known this would happen, I would have just left him behind!

But he did try to save me out of conscience, so it’s difficult to just abandon him. What the fuck is this!

From the beginning, climbing up from the crumbling foothold was like gambling.

If I didn’t shout for help, it would have been a dire situation. So I had no choice but to run.

It seemed impossible, but at the same time, instinctively, it felt like it could be possible. It was a gamble I took.

I survived by going through a process that I can’t even understand how I managed…

“If this woman who saved me is related to Geomseong, I’m fucked!”

I should have just let myself die… This is really fucked up…

“I’m truly sorry, Miss Hwangbo. I caused you harm based on my assumptions and even received your lifesaving grace. I have no face to show.”

Alright, I succeeded in using a pseudonym. But who is Taehyun? I’ve heard that name somewhere before. Samcheong Taehyun?

“If Lady Hwangbo hadn’t brought me here, I would have died too. Even if you didn’t say it…”

“No. It was my fault for cutting that bridge in the first place. Besides, if it were me, I wouldn’t have been able to climb up from the crumbling foothold and would have died. I really want to repay you, so can you accompany me?”

His words were very reasonable and polite, but there was something suspicious about it.

“Is he trying to capture me?”

“I’m sorry, but I need to see my mother as soon as possible… If there’s a chance next time, you can return me.”

“No, that’s not possible. I’m the one who made you lose your money, right? Even for the sake of your mother, please accompany me.”

Even using the excuse of method acting wouldn’t work. I slowly stood up from the ground.

“I apologize if this is rude, but it’s hard for me to fully believe that you are a member of the Mureum League who threatened me.”

“My grandfather is Geomseong. He is someone you can trust in the martial arts world.”

Oh shit, she’s his granddaughter.

“I have a rough idea, so I’ll be frank. I find you very suspicious. The fact that you concealed your identity as a martial artist and humbled yourself before me is particularly concerning.”

“…”

“Follow me. Meet my grandfather and if you are innocent, I promise not to harm you. But if you refuse…”

The milky white blade flowed out from Hwangbo Hyoseon’s drawn sword, slowly and sensually.

“I might end up hurting you badly.”

Damn, is this the result of the mask I wore and the hidden martial arts, turning into this snowball and coming back?

I reached the conclusion that enduring any longer would be meaningless.

“Damn, this bitch who started a fight and almost got someone killed, instead of reflecting, now she’s saying she’ll take me with her.”

Hwangbo Hyoseon’s eyes narrowed at my verbal attack.

“…Don’t blame me for being too harsh.”

Her sword aimed at me and swiftly extended with tremendous speed.

But at least, it feels refreshing to let out all the curses.

There were times when I thought that way too.

“Um, excuse me. Miss Hwangbo. I’m deeply sorry, but there’s something I want to apologize for…”

“Are you going to follow like this?”

“No, that’s not it, but…”

“Then finish what you were saying!”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake, Hwangbo!”

I was being beaten by Hwangbo Hyoseon like a dog. Even though our inner strength was similar at its peak, it was only natural that I would lose in terms of technique.

When I barely managed to deflect the sword aimed at my left shoulder with my fist, she immediately aimed for a stab at my lower right abdomen.

Out of the three times, I could only manage to dodge it in time once, leaving my body with countless wounds.

Hwangbo Hyoseon’s sword had minimal wasted movements, making it extremely difficult to predict. She would block the opponent’s movements with precise actions and strike with a powerful thrust when the opponent’s movements became sluggish.

That was Hwangbo Hyoseon’s sword. Simple, yet unavoidable.

With minimal wasted movements, her speed increased as her technique had fewer unnecessary motions. The lack of power due to being a woman was compensated by the weight of the sword.

Fortunately, the advantage was that such attacks had limited paths for a decisive blow, allowing even a fool like me with abundant inner strength to easily identify the path to defend against a decisive blow.

“A clueless idiot like me, who couldn’t understand Hwangbo’s grand intentions and insulted her over a few pennies lost, how can I expect forgiveness?”

“…Isn’t it for the sake of your mother? I can understand that much.”

That setting was still ongoing. Ah, fuck!

Thud!

“Be careful. I don’t want to kill you right now if possible. At least, killing without knowing the full situation wouldn’t be right, don’t you think?”

Damn, it was you who almost pierced through my skull!

But I’m starting to get used to the trajectory of her sword. It seems like the timing has come.

I slowly stepped back, evading her attacks. As we moved deeper into the dense bushes, her sword movements became noticeably restricted.

“Damn…”

Hwangbo Hyoseon’s face twisted in frustration.

Even for a skilled swordsman, it wasn’t easy to swing a sword freely when surrounded by trees. It naturally made one anxious and narrowed their field of vision.

“Now you suddenly think of dragging me here when there’s nowhere else to go. How cunning.”

The aura emanating from her sword grew darker and more oppressive. Each strike shook my blood, leaving me with no room to breathe.

But I kept my mouth shut, as if nothing was happening.

“Well, well. Isn’t it great to come here so late? Like this!”

I pushed back the tension that carried the power of a thousand sheep, and Hwangbo Hyoseon effortlessly absorbed it.

The tension that was easily neutralized by the flow of her sword earlier was now forcing Hwangbo Hyoseon to suffer.

“The tension remains… Ah, damn it, good, good.”

Provoking her like that, Hwangbo Hyoseon charged at me again like a wild boar. She’s coming, she’s coming.

“What did you say? Don’t blame me for being too excessive? Hmph!”

Continuing to provoke her, I gradually retreated, searching for a suitable terrain. Eventually, I reached my intended position.

“That’s enough of your bullshit!”

Shiiing!

The dark blade of her sword came thrusting towards me.

It felt like she was trying to force it in. If the guy who was slowly retreating didn’t know there was a rock behind him, he would have reacted the same way I did.

Thud!

Hwangbo Hyoseon’s heavy sword pierced into the rock with a solid sound.

But I wasn’t there where her sword had been.

I leisurely floated in the air, looking down at Hwangbo Hyoseon, confident of my victory.

An opponent who attacks with quick thrusts whenever they see an opening.
A mind that becomes anxious due to obstacles hindering their sword.
If there’s a way to neutralize the sword in an instant?

It’s not difficult to see the big picture, or rather, the small picture.

“Fuck you, you crazy bitch!”

I unleashed the Dragon Claw technique from the Back Dragon Palm.

Like the claws of a dragon, it’s a technique that strikes the enemy with three sharp attacks.

If it lands on her face, it’s a one-way ticket to the afterlife.

Yeah, that face…

“Fuck!”

In that moment, as I saw the face filled with despair, the foot hesitated for just a brief moment, a split second that felt like an eternity.

As a result, the Dragon Claw failed to scratch even a single piece of Hwangbo Hyoseon’s armor.

But I maintained my composed tone, still pretending to be at ease.

“What a shame. But now, aren’t you empty-handed, Yeo-hyeop? Surrender and go on your way.”

In that fleeting moment, Hwangbo Hyoseon immediately dropped her sword and moved away, narrowly avoiding a slight graze on her chest.

Honestly, isn’t this a game I’ve already won? What can the granddaughter of a sword master do without her sword?

Whether she heard my words or not, Hwangbo Hyoseon, with a vacant gaze fixed on the sword stuck in the rock, began to loosen her belt.

Once again, I must emphasize that Hwangbo Hyoseon is a fucking tease. A woman like that is undoing her belt? Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah…

Lost in my thoughts, the next moment, profanity burst out of me.

“Fuck, you bitch.”

As the sword hilt was inserted into the belt, she stood up straight. It was a hidden blade.

“Well, I must say, I heard your true intentions loud and clear. Now, I won’t go easy on you anymore, so be prepared.”

No need for that fucking second phase.