Chapter 14: feelings

Oh, my God . "

Listening to the screams of his minions, No . 185 didn't feel any sadness or worry, but rather a nauseating feeling came up .

He instinctively knew that the screams he heard were only his minions, and not a single sound that resembled No . 900's voice .

It was hard for him to tell . Was Woon Seong wearing his bracers or not? If he was not, then hopefully it made sense .

But if it wasn't…

'If I take off my bracers, would I be able to take on the 5 of them?'

He didn't know .

He couldn't guarantee a victory .

At the end of his thoughts, No . 185 pulled out his jian from its sheath and held it behind his back .

'I can't go for it yet . '

The difference between them had hardly narrowed, if at all . Woon Seong was leagues above him right now, and it was futile to try and strike .

The eyes of No . 185 sank naturally as Woon Seong emerged from his resting chamber and walked down the steps of the corridor . No . 185 panicked inwardly and tried not to show it .

He wondered if his expression of anxiety had been revealed to Woon Seong as Woon Seong approached No . 185 slowly .

No, No . 900 was not an idiot .

He probably knew that the people who had just attacked him, were No . 185's lackeys .

'But I thought he'd at least be a little injured . '

But it didn't matter . The bait was set and No . 900 should be only at half-strength with his internal qi . Right?

'Yeah, I just have to wrap it all up neatly . '

Yet in front of him, No . 185 thought he was staring at a monster .

'Why are you staring at me, motherfucker . '

Anxious, No . 185 slowly took off his iron bracers stealthily .

click- ka-click-

The iron bracers came off as No . 185 undid their bindings . Removing them, he felt much lighter than before . He was already looking forward to how he would fare .

He didn't know just when he had gotten accustomed to the bracers, but right now it felt as if he had feathers for arms and legs .

He felt confident that if things went awry, he could at least escape safely .

At that moment however, Woon Seong stepped within range of No . 185 .

"What's going on No . 900?"

No . 185 feigned ignorance to see if he could catch Woon Seong off guard .

But Woon Seong, who stepped in front of No . 185 just smirked devilishly and then laughed .

"I'm sure I warned you very well last time . There won't be any second chances . "

At Woon Seong's words, No . 185 bitterly shook his shoulders in memory of the words Woon Seong had left behind before .

'Ugh . '

But No . 185 forced himself to hide his anxiety .

Then he shouted .

"What did I do?"

"Do you think I came here without knowing what you did?"

Woon Seong grinned as his canines revealed a sharp glare .

Was it an illusion?

No . 185's eyes widened a bit in shock and worry . No . 900's eyes seemed to be gleaming with a gold ferocity!

It was the worst outcome possible .

No . 900 knew who was behind the attack and even knew he was directly plotting it .

As he moved his eyes shakily, No . 185 looked at the iron spear in Woon Seong's hand .

'Can I do it?''

Would he be able to overcome his fears and worries embedded in his head of Woon Seong's martial prowess?

There was blood dripping from the edge of the speartip . It was the blood of his 5 minions that had gone in earlier…

No . 185 who didn't feel his will shake just yet, had it broken and shattered to pieces as he saw the blood on the spear . He felt the looming presence of death emanating from Woon Seong .

'I can't die like this yet! Let's focus on warding off his attacks first!'

"ARGH!"

No . 185 jumped back and brought the Jian forward as he swept up the sand from the floor into the air .

The sand that he had swept up with his momentum of swinging his powerful jian forwards, was flung at Woon Seong's eyes .

But…

woosh-

Woon Seong's body fluidly bent and avoided the sand with ease, as his center of gravity wasn't shaken in the slightest . Then, the speartip from Woon Seong curved and bent as it exploded forth with a surge of might .

Bang-

No . 185 immediately leapt up and saw the damage left in the spear's wake . The rocky floor was crushed and No . 185 cursed as he saw that Woon Seong's strength was too much for him, even with his bracers still on!

"Damn it!"

As soon as No . 185 landed, he shot forwards at Woon Seong swinging his fist!

Kagang-

The wrist of Woon Seong shook, and the spear bent like a snake as it dodged the trajectory of No . 185's fist cleanly .

Pupuk-

Woon Seong's spearhead penetrated his chest cleanly .

"Huh…Huh?"

No . 185's body stopped and he tilted his head down to look at the unbelievable result .

The speed . It was too much for him, and Woon Seong was still wearing his bracers…

Woon Seong gripped the outstretched spear and pulled back with ease .

Blood poured out of No . 185's chest like a waterfall, yet made no sound .

Then his body started to tilt backwards and fall, as his vision blurred .

The ceiling of the cave was the thing No . 185 had seen in his short-lived life .

"Tch, shouldn't have kept his resentment attached to him… . "

Woon Seong turned his head as he bitterly cursed the fact that No . 185, who was talented, refused to let go of his terrible nature and schemes .

The dark aura from Woon Seong's intimidation qi, withdrew itself from the surroundings and disappeared altogether .

Woon Seong glared at the body of No . 185 one last time, before turning back around once more and leaving .

* * *

A little while later .

Srrrrrrrr-

A dark figure crept up onto the scene of the dead No . 185 where Woon Seong had just been .

The dark figure revealed itself . It was No . 17, Ah-Young

She alternated her gaze between the dark corridor where Woon Seong had just left from, and the dead body of No . 185 .

Then she murmured without realising it .

"What exactly is he doing?"

It was the moment when her rather pure and innocent interest in the development of Woon Seong, had evolved into something much further than mere interest .