Tang Yuhwa stepped back after confirming Baek Yoonjun's reaction, which looked dazed to anyone.

"Master, that person has come to his senses."

"Uh, r-right."

"You watched the situation, so you should know."

Baek Yoonjun looked at the nonchalant Tang Yuhwa, whose attitude from before was gone, and thought of two creatures.

One was a fox with multiple tails, and the other was a snake.

'She has a lot of poison in her body and her clothes are green, so a snake fits better.'

Baek Yoonjun collected himself and approached the man in black.

"Ahem."

The man in black, who belatedly noticed Baek Yoonjun approaching him, flinched and stepped back.

"Wh-who are you, great hero?"

Baek Yoonjun observed the flustered man in black.

Although it didn't seem like he was of much help, it was true that he had jumped in among the martial artists, risking danger to save Tang Yuhwa, so he didn't seem like a bad person.

'I don't like his attire, which is like a ninja, no, an assassin, but looking at his actions, he doesn't seem like a bad person. But ah, I really don't like his attire.'

Baek Yoonjun, who was looking at the man in black with goodwill, felt his mood worsen at the man's black attire.

It wasn't particularly strange, as it was a basic trait of a homebody introvert for their mood to fluctuate like a falling market.

'No, no matter what, he's a person who tried to save Yuhwa, so I shouldn't think badly of him.

No, but come to think of it, if he has nothing to hide, why is he covering his face and wearing black clothes?'

Baek Yoonjun recalled the scene from the time he had saved Tang Yuhwa recently, including the three ruffians he had met before.

'A guy who covers his face and wears black clothes is usually a bad guy.'

As Baek Yoonjun's thoughts changed like boiling porridge, the small Baek Yoonjuns in his head split into two factions and began to tear at each other like crazy.

-L-look at that covered face, he's a suspicious bastard just by looking! He must have pretended to be good because he had some ulterior motive!

-What do you think of a person's goodwill!! It is not right to judge a person by their attire!!

Normally, the gloomy small Baek Yoonjun faction would have won overwhelmingly, but this time, due to the special circumstance of him trying to save Tang Yuhwa, the opinions were tense.

In the end.

-Won't you call it a draw?

-I will do so.

The two small Baek Yoonjun factions showed the miracle of reaching a dramatic compromise.

All of this had happened in Baek Yoonjun's mind in less than a single breath.

"Thank you for saving my disciple."

Since the two factions in his head had compromised, Baek Yoonjun's action started with offering thanks.

'That's enough goodwill.'

Thanks were thanks, and a suspicious attire was a suspicious attire.

"Is there a reason you dress like that?"

Having conveyed his thanks, Baek Yoonjun immediately pointed out the man's attire.

Although his mind was in a state of going back and forth with all sorts of small Baek Yoonjuns spouting all sorts of nonsense, his outward appearance looked fine.

Seeing Baek Yoonjun's appearance, the man in black became extremely tense.

'He has extraordinary martial prowess, and a white robe and white hair, and on top of that, a black sword at his waist?'

The man in black recalled the rumors of the marketplace.

-The White-Robed Sword Immortal has revealed himself again!

Rumors about the White-Robed Sword Immortal were always heard.

But this time, it was treated as quite credible due to the testimony of the children who had been saved from a rather large assassin group that had been annihilated overnight.

Of course, since he was a person from a long time ago, no one thought it was the White-Robed Sword Immortal himself.

'The successor of the White-Robed Sword Immortal!'

Like the man in black's thought, most martial artists thought that the successor of the White-Robed Sword Immortal had appeared in the Central Plains.

Having thought that far, the man in black couldn't help but become even more tense than before.

'Then is that young lady the disciple that the successor has taken in?'

The man in black couldn't stay sane at all.

He had just tried to practice justice for his own purpose as usual, but he had run into a legendary figure whom he couldn't even dare to look up to.

Of course, he had also thought of an impersonation, but with just the lightness skill he had shown in front of the city gate, he had long since given up the thought that the man in front of him was a fake.

The man in black, who couldn't come to his senses from the shock of the fast lightness skill followed by the shock of the big shot who was the successor of the White-Robed Sword Immortal, somehow collected himself.

'There were no rumors that the White-Robed Sword Immortal belonged to any organization.

The successor must be the same, and on top of that, I haven't done anything to earn his grudge, so it seems it would be better to be honest. And that seems more interesting.'

The man in black didn't even dream that he was earning Baek Yoonjun's antipathy just by his attire.

"Great hero, my attire certainly has elements that deserve to be pointed out."

"It is certainly a suspicious attire."

"But it is an unavoidable attire to act while avoiding the villainous orthodox faction."

"The orthodox faction, you say?"

Baek Yoonjun muttered, 'Since it's a group with the character 'orthodox' (正), aren't they good guys?', but the man in black didn't hear.

"As you may know, great hero, the orthodox faction does not recognize any martial artist forces other than themselves. I, who belong to the heretical faction, also had no choice but to hide my identity and act."

Baek Yoonjun muttered, 'Since it has the character 'heretical' (邪), isn't he a bad guy?', but the man in black didn't hear.

The more the man spoke, the more Baek Yoonjun's evaluation of the man went down.

'The longer the tongue, the worse the person, isn't it?'

Due to his homebody introvert nature, he couldn't help but be more wary of people who talked a lot.

And so, as Baek Yoonjun's evaluation of the man was heading from neutral to evil.

"Although I have covered my face, I pride myself on having lived, performing justice without a single point of shame before the heavens."

At the last words, the nature-reading meter in Baek Yoonjun's head instantly swung from evil to good.

'That guy said that justice is different from ordinary justice, but it's probably close to justice, right?

So, he covers his face and carries out activities of justice.'

Various memories of the past flashed through Baek Yoonjun's mind.

'A vigilante? Isn't it something like that?'

Although it came to mind at the same time as the word 'hero' from his past life, he felt that the word 'vigilante' was more fitting now.

'The fact that he acts with his face covered also fits perfectly.'

Baek Yoonjun, whose impression of the man in black had improved, asked with a relaxed heart, as if he had never evaluated the man as a bad guy.

"What kind of activities have you mainly done?"

"Activities, you say? I have mainly done things like stopping the tyranny of the orthodox faction guys or helping people in need."

"I see. You are doing good things."

At the man in black's answer, Baek Yoonjun nodded his head with satisfaction.

"I am Baek Yoonjun, Yuhwa's master."

Baek Yoonjun, whose impression of the man had improved, only then introduced himself.

"Come to think of it, I haven't even said my name. I am Ha Uhyeon."

From a little distance, Tang Yuhwa watched the two men, who looked friendly to anyone.

'Master, what on earth do you want to do?'

Tang Yuhwa stared at the back of Baek Yoonjun's head.

"Ahem."

As Tang Yuhwa's thought-filled gaze reached the back of his head, Baek Yoonjun cleared his throat and organized the situation in his mind.

'What's important now is about Yuhwa. From what I heard, the martial artists who attacked Yuhwa were orthodox faction guys, right?'

As he was organizing his thoughts, Baek Yoonjun ran into a fundamental problem.

'But what is the orthodox faction, and what is the heretical faction?'

Baek Yoonjun realized that he had nothing in his head to ask about right now.

'Well, if I don't know, I can just ask.'

Although people were still difficult, since Tang Yuhwa was by his side and Ha Uhyeon's image was good, Baek Yoonjun voiced his question a little more comfortably.

"Since I have mostly lived in the mountains, I don't know the ways of the world."

Hearing Baek Yoonjun's words, Ha Uhyeon thought about Baek Yoonjun's intention and carefully opened his mouth.

"From which part should I start?"

"Well... the orthodox faction? The heretical faction? It would be good if you could tell me about them."

"Understood! Leave it to me!"

Ha Uhyeon's eyes flashed. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

At that gaze, which even felt like madness, Baek Yoonjun flinched.

"The orthodox faction are the forces that have risen up under the name of the martial world.

However, although they bear the name of the martial world, since most of them are clans that belonged to or were part of the military, you can see it as an extension of the military."

"So you mean they are on the side of the imperial palace?"

"Broadly speaking, yes. They are an extension of the government."

At the explanation of the orthodox faction, a memory from his past life came to Baek Yoonjun's mind.

'So it's a high-end service of the state, and a place where guys who have retired from the government go as a parachute, right?'

It was a thought that was very off yet perfectly fitting, unique to Baek Yoonjun who had memories of his past life.

"And the heretical faction are the common people... no, who are we to call people commoners. They are just martial artists who have risen up to help the people in need next to them.

Although they are not recognized by the orthodox faction and the government and have no choice but to act while hiding their identities, I pride myself on living without a single point of shame under the heavens."

At Ha Uhyeon's words, Baek Yoonjun felt a tingling sensation all over his body and at the same time, a wave of emotion.

'As expected, they are vigilantes!'

Before he was cooped up in a corner of his room in his past life, there was a time when Baek Yoonjun had admired things like heroes.

That's why the man in front of him looked one hundred and eighty degrees different from his first impression.

"Great Hero Ha. How hard must it have been for you in your activities to save the common people? I respect you."

"Uh, that's..."

Ha Uhyeon was embarrassed by Baek Yoonjun's encouragement.

It was true that the group he belonged to, including Ha Uhyeon, was working hard to save the common people.

But Ha Uhyeon personally.

'Actually, I do it because it's fun...'

He was just a severe dopamine addict.

'It was thrilling when I jumped in among the orthodox faction martial artists. The justification was also clear.'

It was true that Ha Uhyeon's disposition was on the good side, but if he had to choose between good and fun, he was the type of person who would choose fun.

"It's just admirable."

Ha Uhyeon stopped telling the truth to Baek Yoonjun, who was admiring him in front of him.

'There's no need to say it, right?'

Although he had also checked his expression.

'Because this seems more fun.'

He had shut his mouth simply because it seemed more fun.

'First of all, if I have Great Hero Baek's martial power, I think more interesting things will happen.'

Ha Uhyeon looked at Tang Yuhwa and Baek Yoonjun alternately and voiced the words that seemed most necessary right now.

"That's that, but if we leave your disciple's problem as it is, I think it will become a bit of a headache."

"What do you mean by that?"

Although Ha Uhyeon was pursuing fun for all intents and purposes, he continued with words that were also of goodwill.

"Unlike our heretical faction, which moves in small, scattered groups, the orthodox faction is large enough to be linked with the military. If we leave the orthodox faction of Sichuan as it is, I think your disciple will continue to experience some troublesome things in the future."

"I see."

Baek Yoonjun nodded his head nonchalantly, but Ha Uhyeon did not miss the murderous glint in his eyes.

"Should I just wipe them all out?"

"That is..."

For a moment, Ha Uhyeon thought that would also be fun, but thinking that neither he nor the man in front of him was a murderer, he shook his head.

"What is there for a martial artist to claim? If a martial artist claims his justice with strength, who will stop him?"

"Strength, you say."

"To put it simply, it's about beating up a few strong guys as an example."

"Hmm."

At Baek Yoonjun's reluctant appearance, Ha Uhyeon tilted his head, but since it seemed fun, he continued to speak.

"Although there is one transcendent master, with Great Hero Baek's martial prowess..."

"A transcendent master, you say?!"

Ha Uhyeon was slightly surprised at Baek Yoonjun's startled appearance.

'What? What's with that reaction? No matter how I look at it, it seems Great Hero Baek has also reached the realm of a transcendent master?'

While Ha Uhyeon was bewildered, Baek Yoonjun's strange behavior continued.

"Yuhwa, pack your things! We have to get out of here right now!"

At his flustered appearance, Ha Uhyeon racked his brain to grasp Baek Yoonjun's intention.

'Could it be?!'

As a result.

'Is he the same kind as me?!'

He reached a tremendous conclusion.

'Then is this a test? Or an act of enjoying deceiving the opponent by feigning weakness?'

Of course, Baek Yoonjun had no such thoughts and was just engulfed in a sense of fear like a villager suddenly having a one-on-one fight with Lu Bu.

'A transcendent master?! A transcendent master?! I haven't even met a second-rate, let alone a first-rate, so why is the final boss popping out here?!'

Baek Yoonjun, with all his might, collected his mind, which was about to go crazy with fear, and was about to grab Tang Yuhwa and flee.

"Wait! Wait! Great Hero Baek!"

Ha Uhyeon stopped him.

Baek Yoonjun looked at him with an unkind gaze and asked.

"What is it?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? Isn't it obvious that it's a rumor?"

"What?"

"Of course it's an exaggeration! There are only ten known transcendent masters in the Central Plains, so isn't it strange that such a martial artist is here out of the blue?"

Ha Uhyeon's words properly reached Baek Yoonjun's heart.

"That's true, isn't it?"

"That's right. It's all nonsense spread by the orthodox faction guys!"

Although Ha Uhyeon had said it to play along with Baek Yoonjun's feigning of weakness, and Baek Yoonjun had understood it as the rumor being exaggerated, their intentions had connected.

'Right, what would people who are only ten in the world be lacking that they would be cooped up here?'

'Phew, it seems I have passed Great Hero Baek's test.'

And so, in the heart of Baek Yoonjun, who had understood the story about the transcendent master as an exaggerated rumor, a fire of anger rose instead of fear.

'These bastards dare to scam me?'

The moment Baek Yoonjun's own formula of 'scammer = evil person' was established, the fire of anger turned into a killing intent and exploded.

(End of Chapter)