“N-No…”

Choi Yeonseung ignored the hunters attempting to stop him and looked away.

“So, are you an industrial spy?” 

“P-Please call me an unofficial scout, not an industrial spy, Hunter Choi Yeonseung,” Kim Chanseong, who was caught trying to take Ronald away, replied while wiping the sweat on his forehead. Kim Chanseong wasn’t that strong, but he had seen several strong hunters due to the nature of his work. In the hunter industry, where only people with broken personalities gathered, strong hunters were like walking time bombs.

‘This hunter is really strong!’

Despite Choi Yeonseung’s hunter rank and raid achievements, Kim Chanseong instinctively felt it. If he got on the wrong side of this person, not even his bones would survive.

“W-We are both Koreans.”

The Mount Hua Sect hunters booed Kim Chanseong.

“Boo. What nonsense is that?”

“Once you’ve left your hometown, then you shouldn’t use it anymore!”

“Why are you clinging to that?!”

Choi Yeonseung raised a hand as if telling them to be quiet.

“If you are an industrial spy, then you probably know a lot.”

“I don’t know much.”

“Really?” Choi Yeonseung looked at Kim Chanseong. “Kids, the industrial spy here says he doesn’t know much. Please make him think otherwise.” 

“That is our specialty, Choi...