Chapter 23
A middle-aged man wearing an imposing fur coat spoke with a chuckle.
“Gyo-jun! What’s with that state of yours? Get up, quick!”
“Yes, Sect Leader!”
Upon hearing the words of the Sect Leader of Iron Blood Gate, Gyo-jun mustered all his strength and stood up. The person standing at the forefront was undoubtedly Iron Blood Gate’s sect leader, the supreme authority of the Twin Gates and a peerless figure who commanded the Luoyang martial world. Behind him stood six highly skilled individuals; namely the elders of Iron Blood Gate, and lastly followed by the heads who served as the pillars of the Iron Blood Gate sect.
Judging by their martial prowess and numbers, they did not seem inferior to any Nine Great Sects. As I unconsciously swallowed, the sect leader of Iron Blood Gate looked at me with a relaxed eye and said, “So, you’re Baek-woong, right? You’re not done here yet, are you?”
“…”
I racked my brains. Why is the sect leader of Iron Blood Gate approaching me like this? There must be some hidden agenda.
Rolling my eyes, I answered, “No, my business here is done. The duel ended in my favor, didn’t it?”
My finger was pointing at Gyo-jun’s broken sword blade. Upon seeing the blade lodged in the wall, Gyo-jun blushed with shame. I was making it clear that my business was settled and was planning to withdraw swiftly from the situation.