“It doesn’t matter what title you call me by. You’re much greater than I imagined, young friend. Your energy is clear and soft. It’s not angular but very smooth. There doesn’t seem to be any stickiness, so in a word, your foundations are solid! You’re probably already at the third-level of Awakening. Where did a monster like you come from? Which clan are you from? Can you tell me?”

Hanyoung took a step forward.

“I didn’t come from a good school. I taught myself. It’s about time for your food to be served, gramps. Are you not hungry? We’ll be leaving now…” San said as he moved one step to the side.

“I need a lot of swords. They need to be strong yet not break,” Hanyoung said as he took another step forward.

“I recommend the Archon bone as a product. By the way, it’s very expensive. Do you have enough money?” San responded as he took a step back. His heels touched the wall behind him. San’s mouth was slightly distorted.

“Money doesn’t matter. The goods have to be confirmed though. Rumor has it that a Dong-Myung Clan...