Chapter 705: Public Enemy of the Murim, Jang Sam.
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 705: Public Enemy of the Murim, Jang Sam.
"H-how are you...?"
Yehwa’s voice trembled as she spoke.
She was overwhelmed by bewilderment at the appearance of someone she had never expected to see here.
Jang Sam was the Public Enemy of the Murim, as declared by the Cheonmu Alliance.
The entire Murim was currently hunting him down.
So how could he possibly show his face in Jinan, which was essentially the front yard of the Cheonmu Alliance?
It was unthinkable.
"It just kind of happened."
Jang Sam scratched his head lightly as he replied. He didn't seem to have any intention of giving a long explanation.
"More importantly, have you been well? You look even prettier than before."
Jang Sam nonchalantly changed the subject, acting as if the fact that he had just killed someone meant absolutely nothing to him.
Seeing that, Yehwa felt goosebumps break out all over her body. A surge of fear rose within her at the sight of his lost humanity.
"…Why… Why did you kill Jo Jun?"
Yehwa stared at Jang Sam with trembling eyes.
"Hmm… Because he was useless?"
"Jo Jun was your subordinate!"
Yehwa flared up, her voice rising in anger.
Jo Jun, who had served as an Ordinary Martial Artist for five years, was a subordinate who had served under Jang Sam back when he was a squad leader. They had been subordinates who worked quite well together.
Yet, he had killed such a man without a hint of regret. With just a casual flick of his blade.
How could she not be enraged?
"He isn't anymore, is he?"
"You piece of trash!"
Yehwa immediately spat out a curse. An uncontrollable rage welled up inside her.
Even when Jang Sam was framed as a serial rapist and murderer, the one who had defended him, insisting it couldn't be true and that there must be a misunderstanding, was Jo Jun.
That was how much he had trusted Jang Sam.
And yet, he had killed that very Jo Jun simply because he was "useless" and "no longer a subordinate."
How could she call him anything other than trash?
"You have a foul mouth, our dear Yehwa."
"It can get even fouler! You son of a bitch!"
"A woman shouldn't act like that…"
Jang Sam spoke as he looked at her with a pitying expression.
"Cut the bullshit and just kill me if you're going to! You goddamn bastard!"
Yehwa began to resist, hurling coarse insults at him. She had given up on living. This was Jang Sam, a man who killed even his closest friend, Jo Jun, without hesitation. There was no way he would leave her alone.
"Why would I kill my pretty Yehwa?"
A thick smile spread across Jang Sam’s lips.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
He immediately struck her pressure points. Yehwa’s body began to stiffen like a wooden log.
"Just wait a moment."
Jang Sam let out a sickening smile and slowly walked past her toward the wall. Then, he pulled a flyer from his robe and began to stick it onto the wall. He did so with great care.
"How is it? It’s not crooked, is it?"
Having posted the flyer, Jang Sam turned back to Yehwa.
"…………"
But Yehwa remained silent, offering no answer. Her body was frozen, so she couldn't even see what he had done, and she had no desire to play along with that son of a bitch anyway.
"Ah, I guess you can't see because your body is stiff."
Jang Sam walked over to her. He grabbed her body and turned her around so she was facing the flyer.
"W-what!?"
Yehwa’s expression turned to one of horror. The flyer Jang Sam had posted came clearly into her view.
"…You’re the one who’s been posting these malicious flyers about the Cheonmu Alliance Leader."
She realized it then. The one trying to frame the Cheonmu Alliance Leader was Jang Sam.
"That’s right."
Jang Sam coolly confirmed it.
"Why… Why are you doing this?"
"To get revenge."
Jang Sam replied with an amused smile.
"Revenge!?"
"He declared me the Public Enemy of the Murim, didn't he? Quite insolent of him."
Jang Sam’s eyes glittered with a murderous light.
"Isn't that because you raped and murdered the female martial artists of the Cheonmu Alliance!"
"What’s so bad about that?"
Jang Sam asked back, looking as if he truly didn't understand.
"Wh-what!?"
"Women are nothing more than tools to satisfy sexual desire, aren't they? Why should I be cursed at for breaking a tool? I don't understand."
"…What… kind of…"
"I think it’s wrong for bitches who have nothing but holes to act as equals to men. If you're a tool, you should know how to act like one."
Jang Sam’s eyes flashed with madness.
"…You’re crazy… You’re insane…!"
Meeting that gaze, Yehwa knew for certain. This man had completely lost his mind.
"Insane, huh… Am I? I don't know… whether I’m the one who’s crazy, or if it’s the world that’s gone mad. Hehehehe."
Jang Sam began to laugh, his eyes hazy as if he were drugged.
Shiver.
Yehwa felt a chill run down her spine. She was terrified by his madness-fueled behavior.
"Our Yehwa, if your mouth is such a gutter, no one’s going to want to fuck you."
Jang Sam spoke slowly as he looked at the trembling Yehwa.
"A woman’s pussy can be a rag, but her mouth shouldn't be. Got it?"
Step. Step.
Jang Sam began to walk slowly toward Yehwa.
"D-don't come… Don't come near me…"
Yehwa spoke with a look of utter despair.
Stroke. Stroke.
Jang Sam began to gently stroke Yehwa’s hair.
"Don't touch me… Don't touch me…"
"Shall I turn our Yehwa’s pussy into a rag too?"
Jang Sam spoke with a deep smirk.
"N-no…"
"No need to be modest."
Jang Sam reached down. He slid his hand under Yehwa’s skirt.
Slide.
Then, he pulled her underwear straight off.
"Cute underwear for someone your age."
Jang Sam held up the pink underwear.
"Please… just… kill me…"
Yehwa’s face was flushed deep red with shame. The only thought in her mind was the desire to die.
"I don't want to."
Jang Sam laughed brightly.
"Mmph!"
He stuffed the underwear into her mouth. Then, he pulled out his erect dick and began to rub it slowly against her buttocks.
"Mmmph! Mmmph!"
Yehwa screamed through her tears, but it was useless. No sound could escape past the underwear gagging her.
"It’ll be over soon."
Jang Sam spoke in a voice that was chillingly soft. He lined his dick up with her pussy. It seemed he intended to ram it all the way into her womb.
Yehwa’s eyes began to fill with despair.
"What do you think you are doing to my subordinate!"
Whooooosh!
Suddenly, a thunderous roar echoed through the air. Simultaneously, a piercing sound of cloven air struck their ears.
"Hmm?"
Hearing the sound, Jang Sam turned his head. He saw a massive spear flying straight toward him.
Whoosh!
Jang Sam quickly drew the sword from his waist. He raised it to intercept the incoming spear.
Clang!
The sword and spear collided, producing a clear, metallic ring.
"Urgh."
Jang Sam let out a faint groan. He then managed to deflect the spear away.
"…I didn't expect the Hall Master himself to show up."
Having deflected the spear, Jang Sam spoke with a troubled expression.
"I believe I asked what you were doing to my subordinate!"
The man who had thrown the spear, Black Tortoise Hall Master Jin-gang, glared at him with burning eyes and roared. He was filled with uncontrollable rage at Jang Sam’s attempt to violate his subordinate.
"It seems Yehwa hasn't lost her cherry yet. As her senior, I was just trying to take it for her."
Jang Sam spoke with a sly smirk.
"You have finally lost your mind!"
"Hahaha! Where can you find someone with a sane mind among those of us who live by the blade?"
Jang Sam laughed jovially. Seeing this, Black Tortoise Hall Master Jin-gang’s face contorted. He could feel the man’s madness radiating from him.
"You are beyond words!"
Jin-gang reached out his hand.
Vrooooom!
The spear that had been knocked away began to be drawn back into his hand. He was utilizing the technique of Remote Grasping.
Grab!
Jin-gang caught the spear. He began to emit a terrifyingly cold fighting spirit.
"Yehwa, it looks like I’ll have to take your virginity next time."
Jang Sam looked at Yehwa in his arms.
"Do you think I will let you escape!"
Jin-gang shouted, having no intention of letting him go.
"Heave-ho!"
Jang Sam lifted Yehwa up.
Fling!
He threw her straight at Jin-gang.
"What!?"
Seeing this, Jin-gang dropped his spear and caught the flying woman with both hands.
Tap, tap, tap, tap!
Jang Sam took that opportunity to start running. It all happened in an instant.
"You think you can get away!"
Seeing Jang Sam’s retreating back, Jin-gang roared. He gathered his internal energy and focused it on the spear he had dropped.
Vroooooom!
The spear reacted to his internal energy and began to float in the air.
"Go!"
Jin-gang shouted.
Swoooooosh!
The floating spear shot toward the fleeing Jang Sam. It was the technique of Spear Kinesis, a feat that only masters who had reached the Absolute Realm could perform.
Swoosh!
The great spear flew straight for Jang Sam’s back.
Whish!
Suddenly, the fleeing Jang Sam spun around and swung his sword.
Clang!
The trajectory of the flying spear was diverted, and it crashed into a nearby shop.
K-boom!
A massive explosion erupted as the spear slammed into the building.
"You bastard!"
Seeing this, Jin-gang manipulated the spear again, sending it flying back at Jang Sam. And each time, Jang Sam deflected the spear, sending it crashing elsewhere.
K-boom!
K-boom!
Deafening explosions began to erupt all over the commercial district.
"What—what is that noise!"
"What’s going on! What’s happening!"
"Oh no, my shop!"
People began to swarm out from everywhere. Woken by the ear-splitting noise, they had come outside to see what was happening.
Grin.
Seeing the crowd, Jang Sam let out a thick smile. Everything was going according to plan.
"Hahahaha… I’ll see you next time, Jin-gang!"
Jang Sam shouted. Then, he began to make a leisurely escape.
"Stop right there!"
Jin-gang hurriedly picked up his spear, but it was no use. Jang Sam had already vanished into the crowd of people who had come outside.
"Dammit! Jang Sam!"
Black Tortoise Hall Master Jin-gang let out a lamentation. Rage boiled within him at the thought of letting that atrocious criminal escape.
Leaving Jin-gang’s gaze behind, Jang Sam slipped away through the crowd.
*
Tap, tap, tap, tap.
Jang Sam ran and ran. He didn't stop until he was completely clear of the commercial district.
After running for some time, he reached a Guan Yu Shrine located on the outskirts of the city. Without hesitation, he stepped inside.
Creeeeeak.
The old hinges groaned as the door opened, revealing a dust-covered interior. It was clearly a place that hadn't been maintained.
"Good work, Alliance Leader."
A middle-aged man with a clean-cut appearance greeted him. It was Gyebang Hall Master Cha Do-jin.
Rip. Rip.
Upon hearing those words, Jang Sam began to tear at the skin of his face. Beneath the mask, the face of a middle-aged man was revealed.
Thud.
He threw the prosthetic arm he had tucked into his shoulder onto the floor. A hollow shoulder was revealed.
A one-armed middle-aged man.
The Cheonmu Alliance Leader.
It was Lee Jae-won.
"Is it not for the greater cause? I must endure it."
Lee Jae-won spoke in a calm tone. In truth, it hadn't been much of an ordeal. A mere Transcendent Realm martial artist like the Black Tortoise Hall Master couldn't possibly harm him, and the feeling of rubbing against a virgin pussy for the first time in a while hadn't been bad at all.
Moreover, the thought of dragging Jang Sam’s name through the mud instead of his own filled him with a sense of happiness as he revealed his true colors for the first time in a long while.
"How did it go?"
Cha Do-jin asked curiously.
"Everything went according to plan. I killed one of Jang Sam’s former subordinates and toyed with the woman. I also made sure to move loudly to ensure there were plenty of witnesses."
Lee Jae-won began to recount exactly what had happened.
"What do you think? Is this enough?"
"It is more than enough, Alliance Leader."
The corners of Cha Do-jin’s mouth curled into a smile. He felt that everything was perfect.
"Now that numerous witnesses have seen 'Jang Sam,' public opinion will shift. The hatred will be directed at Jang Sam, not the Alliance Leader."
"You truly are a bag of tricks."
Lee Jae-won spoke with a satisfied expression.
Cha Do-jin was indeed a bag of tricks. By intentionally sacrificing Jang Sam’s former subordinates, he highlighted Jang Sam’s cruelty, and by arranging an encounter with the Black Tortoise Hall Master—who hadn't attended the leadership meeting—he added a layer of realism to the scene.
How could anyone not be fooled?
"Hehehe… You flatter me."
Cha Do-jin replied with a soft smile to Lee Jae-won’s praise.
The laughter of the two demons began to echo through the Guan Yu Shrine.