“Elder brother, I was wondering about something.”

“What?”

Everyone had retreated to leave the two in an empty space. Faceless smiled as he stretched before their fight. The Martial King had an annoyed expression as if he would rather be anywhere else but where he was. Unfazed by the Martial King’s expression and with a cold smile still on his face, Faceless continued speaking calmly, “In my entire life, I never thought that I would be able to stand in this position.”

The Martial King didn’t reply.

“In other words, to me, you are the sky. My family considered me quite talented, and the adults had high expectations of me. I could have seen you as a rival like my brethren, but you were as bright as the sun. Standing next to you was enough for me. And…” Behind his bandages, Faceless’s eyes curved. “It was the same thing for Seon as well.”

Seon was the nickname that the Spear God Flanc called the Sword God. The Sword God was the first disciple that the Martial King had taken under his wing, hoping to awaken the Yin Sword. However, Seon was an ex-disciple now.

“That guy was completely intoxicated with your dazzling presence, and...