Chapter 87
After Danwoo-seong and the unidentified man left, Cheolmyeong-ho remained alone in the underground training hall, tilting his head in confusion.
“An errand opportunity? What the hell does that even mean?”
Errands are a nuisance, but a stroke of luck is a good thing. Since Gwangshin had ordered him to run an errand during his brief fainting spell, Cheolmyeongho couldn’t discern the true identity of this stroke of luck. He could only tell that this unidentified man was incomparably stronger than someone like the Eight Dragon Sect Leader.
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“Heh heh, you practiced the Three Calamities Sword Technique thirty thousand times?”
Gwang-shin asked while heading toward the Eunha Trading Guild, and Dan Woo-sung answered.
“Yes.”
“On your own? Or did I make you do it?”
“I ordered him. I gave him a little push.”
“So how many times did he do it in total?”
“A million times.”
Kwang-shin replied with a startled expression.
“What an unusual and grueling training regimen. You could end up with demonic possession.”
“He’s already a madman, so he’ll be fine.”
Cheol Myeong-ho, who had regained his senses and followed out, bellowed at the two heading toward the Eunha Trading Guild.
“If it’s an errand, then it’s an errand. If it’s a divine encounter, then it’s a divine encounter. Are you kidding me?”
When Gwangshin and Danwooseong finally burst out laughing, Cheolmyeongho yelled again.
