Chapter 165: Beginning of Revenge (3)

Jegal Bohyun could not understand what was going on.

‘Chun Ma?’

There was no one amongst Yulinians who wouldn’t know the name Chun Ma. Founding father of the Great Demonic Cult was once the strongest warrior in history throughout Yulin’s history.

He was a legend along with Jang Sambong, of the founder of the Martial Monk Clan, and Dalma, high monk of Sorim Temple, the birthplace of martial arts. That’s what the Yulinians used to know.

But with the appearance of second Chun Ma Chun Yeowun that reigned Yulin more than a thousand years ago, people knew the absolute name for the Great Demonic Cult.

‘I thought Chun Ma never came to be in Demonic Cult until now.’

No distinguished warrior has existed in the Great Demonic Cult since the first and the second generation Chun Ma. It was more so now. It was a fact that all the executives of Yulin Organization knew that the company, or the Great Demonic Cult, had not been able to rally since its collapse and had only been fighting internal strife. But what was that attitude of Chun Yujang, chairman of Yongchun Group the son of the current Lord showing to that man about?

“Please grant us a chance to avenge ourselves!”

“Give me a chance!”

Eight senior members of the Yongchun Group, along with Chairman Chun Yujang, also pleaded. They have long waited for the moment of revenge since the Black Sky Company collapsed. The opportunity to kill the Yulin Organization had made their blood boil.

‘The Cult!’

The Yulinians, including Jegal Bohyun became certain. That monster being aided by senior members from the chairman of the Yongchun Group was obviously from Demonic Cult.

Huang Boyun spoke, biting his lips.

“That’s why they’re trying to kill us all. Black Sky Company, or revenge for the disappearance of the cult… ARGH!”

At that moment two ice swords in the air flew in and stuck in both of his thighs. Hwang Boyun got down on his knees because of the pain.

“Ngggh!”

Chun Yeowun said to him.

“Cult? I liked your courage, but you should speak carefully if I were you.”

Any other Yulinian would have said nothing under Chun Yeowun’s pressure. But Hwang Boyun, although afraid, did not give in and spoke out.

“Who the hell are you? I’ve never heard of a warrior like you in Demonic Cult.”

Lord Chun Woojin was locked up in prison. It was never the three Lords who were fighting in an internal feud. None of them seemed possible for this.

Then Huan Myungoh, director of Ghost Illusion Clan, said in a vicious voice, aiming the degree at Hwang Boyun’s neck.

“You’re not worthy to ask his name.”

“…Huan Myungoh!”

Huang Boyun raised his head and glared at him. He had been sending spies so he knew to the extent that Huan Myungoh was one of the senior members of the Yongchun Group.

“You’re in high spirits.”

Hwang Boyun could not hide his anger as he gnashed his teeth. If it weren’t for Chun Yeowun, the absolute being, he would’ve thrown a fist to Huan Myungoh right now.

“You didn’t know this day would come, didn’t you?”

On the other hand, a smile did not leave Huan Myungoh’s mouth. He spent nearly 27 years of disgrace. Under the watch of countless spies, the Yongchun Group had to keep its body as low as possible. But Hwang Boyun, an executive of the Yulin Alliance, was now kneeling down. The pleasure was beyond words.

“Give this humble servant a chance also, my Lord.”

“You want a chance?”

“Yes!”

Chun Yujang replied, putting his hand on the sword. He wanted to slaughter the Yulinians right away if he had gotten orders. Then someone shouted.

“This is unfair!”

It was Chae Sun, president of Mokyang Furniture Co., one of the executives of the Jenam City Yulin Organization. He continued his speech with an expression of injustice.

“Our Wooden Energy Sword Clan have committed no harm to your cult. Isn’t it too much to try and kill all the Yulinians here?”