Chapter 9 – The Monologuing Identity(2)
Translator: Seven
-Can’t you return me to the old man now?
Bae Hu-ryeong was raging. It was inhumane for more than a single person to be in the cramped room, though he was a ghost, so he was a blind spot in human rights. Could you take it if you had a 3-meter mosquito buzzing?
“Ah, really! Even if I wanted to do it, I can’t!”
-You copied me with your skill. Then you should be able to cancel it. Don’t you know how to give a refund? Refund! What kind of world is it these days with no refund!
“I can’t cancel it!”
I’d explained how the skill was copied. But even after hearing the explanation, the ghost still bothered me in vain. Wanting me to send it back to the Sword Saint.
-Ugh. Old man Marcus! Disciple! Master Lee has been kidnapped! Your one and only teacher has been kidnapped by a child!
Even then, this ghost turned in the air and began to shout.
-Geez, you ugly student. This all happened because you ignored your precious Master! I was afraid of this happening, that’s why I told you to treat your teacher like the heavens.
“Excuse me…”