Chapter 12. A Late-Blooming Thief Is All the More Fearsome (7)

Having secured Namgung Woncheong’s permission, Dokgo Ryeong confidently approached the Namgung Clan martial artists who had come with the Sword God.

“Hey.”

“…Are you the one who called us?”

“Huh?”

Dokgo Ryeong looked around, then turned back to the Namgung Clan martial artists.

“There’s no one else here.”

“…This is absurd.”

“I’m not very good with manners.”

Dokgo Ryeong waved vaguely in apology, then flashed them a provocative grin.

“But I figured you might be worth fighting if you were at least a little angry.”...