Chapter 58 The Four Seasons Orb
So, the last one is that fellow.
Namgung-woo’s eyes turned towards Smiling Fierce Wolf, who was still searching for his opponent.
The Yang brothers were clashing with Gurokgal, and Peng Ha-ryeong was locked in a fierce battle with No Haerip.
That meant dealing with Smiling Fierce Wolf was left to Namgung-woo, who stood alone.
“Hmph, such insolence from a mere youth.”
Smiling Fierce Wolf dragged his chipped blade along the ground, letting out a sinister chuckle. He seemed quite confident, so he must be at least a Peak Transcendence Master. Smiling Fierce Wolf had seen many young Martial Artists like Namgung-woo.
Fools who overestimated their own abilities, accustomed to being lauded as Rising Prodigies. The sheer pleasure of showing these Rising Prodigies, who pranced around as if they were hot stuff just because they’d crossed the barrier of Peak Transcendence, the harsh reality.
“Let me tell you something. The Jianghu is a cold place. Don’t expect warmth unless you’re in a sect where everyone worships you.”
“You talk too much. I like that.”
Smiling Fierce Wolf’s smile cracked. He had been happily contemplating where to slice Namgung-woo first, when he instinctively felt that something was amiss.
But Smiling Fierce Wolf ignored it.
It’s a bluff. He might be stronger than expected, leading to a prolonged fight, but if so, he could always retreat. As a Public Enemy of the Martial World who had lived a life on the run, Smiling Fierce Wolf had more than enough trump cards to escape with his own life.
