Baek Yoonjun was scared out of his wits.

'No, why did that get cut?!'

Cutting down the pavilion of Zhongnan was not part of Baek Yoonjun's calculations.

'I was just trying to make a small scratch!'

Baek Yoonjun's calculation was to leave a small sword mark on the building as a warning.

By his own standards, that was the level that didn't cross the line.

'It's good that I found out I can use the Heart Sword from a distance, but this thing is too sharp.'

Of course, it was a good thing that his weapon was sharp.

But because of his innate nature, he could only dig a hole inside.

'What if I get noticed by a first-rate martial artist?'

In fact, Baek Yoonjun didn't care whether the pavilion collapsed or not.

He had also confirmed with his senses that there were no people inside or around, so there were no casualties.

He was just afraid of attracting the attention of a being stronger than himself.

'In the first place, getting noticed by anyone is a concern, but there, it seemed like giving a moderate scare and immediately retreating would attract less attention than opening my mouth.'

Baek Yoonjun moved his feet quickly, digging a hole like crazy inside.

And there was a being who caught a glimpse of Baek Yoonjun's back.

'Brother Baek?'

Cheon Suhye, who was walking down the marketplace, discovered Baek Yoonjun's back.

"Brother Baek!!"

Cheon Suhye immediately chased after Baek Yoonjun.

But since Baek Yoonjun was moving quickly while being insanely wary of his surroundings, that figure disappeared in an instant.

Baek Yoonjun, who had disappeared in an instant like an illusion.

Cheon Suhye looked blankly at the place where he had been.

'An illusion again... have I gone crazy?'

She looked at his afterimage, looking devastated as if she would collapse.

By the time a woman had come to question her own mental state, Baek Yoonjun had arrived at the inn.

Baek Yoonjun, who had quickly entered the guest room, was only then able to come to his senses.

'Really, once this is over, I'm going to hole up in a corner of my room at home and never come out!!'

Baek Yoonjun was fed up with the outside.

His mental energy had hit rock bottom due to more external activities than usual.

Therefore, Baek Yoonjun holed up in his room in a state of no-mind. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Time continued to flow, but Baek Yoonjun did nothing and thought nothing.

And so, night came.

Baek Yoonjun was still doing nothing and thinking nothing.

At that moment.

"!"

Baek Yoonjun's senses unconsciously spread out.

With a great sense of incongruity, something was caught in his senses.

'What is this?'

Baek Yoonjun scanned his surroundings, not at all calmly.

What came into his eyes was a single person.

'No. Can this be called a person?'

Baek Yoonjun scanned the being without even moving his eyeballs.

The being, dressed all in black, was so slender that it was impossible to tell if it was a man or a woman, and its skin was whiter and paler than Baek Yoonjun's white hair.

Baek Yoonjun endured the goosebumps all over his body and made no sound.

The identity of what he saw, no matter how he thought about it.

'A ghost?!'

What was caught in Baek Yoonjun's senses was not a person, no matter how he looked at it.

A being that had no vitality at all, and could only be thought of as a ghost, just as he thought.

'For now, it doesn't seem to have noticed that I'm aware of it, right?'

Baek Yoonjun continued to observe the being without moving a muscle.

'For now, I think I can win if I fight, but can this thing even be cut?'

Baek Yoonjun unconsciously felt that the being was similar to the Heart Sword.

"Strange. Strange."

The being was muttering to itself, looking at Baek Yoonjun.

Baek Yoonjun sweated coldly inside and cursed it.

'You're the strange one! Are you a person? Or a ghost?!'

Of course, he only thought it inside and did not say it out loud.

Not only that, but he was afraid that it would be known that he was aware of it, so he didn't even move a muscle.

"What are you doing?"

And so, as Baek Yoonjun was unable to move a muscle, another ghost-like being appeared.

'Another one appeared?!'

Baek Yoonjun was horrified inside.

He felt as if he would lose his mind at the appearance of another being, whether it was a person or a ghost.

'One is black, so is that one white?!'

Baek Yoonjun quickly scanned the newly appeared ghost without moving a muscle.

The newly appeared ghost had the same pale impression as the black ghost, but its clothes were white.

While Baek Yoonjun was observing them, they seemed busy talking to each other.

"Ah, well, isn't this living person a bit strange?"

"Hmm..."

The white ghost, who was asked the question, let out a groan and carefully examined Baek Yoonjun.

In the process, Baek Yoonjun made eye contact, but he pretended not to know, displaying the characteristics of an extreme homebody introvert.

"It is certainly strange that such a being has not ascended to immortality until now."

The white ghost, who was observing Baek Yoonjun, observed him with an interested gaze for a very short moment and then turned its gaze away.

"But he is not the one who was in the register."

The white ghost took out a booklet from its bosom, scanned it, and muttered.

"Ah, I know that. But it's fascinating, isn't it?"

The black ghost grumbled at the white ghost's words, and the white ghost seemed displeased with the black ghost's attitude.

"Tsk, put away your useless curiosity and focus on your role as the Black Impermanence."

"No, the living person won't be able to see us anyway, so can't we relax for a moment?"

"With such a complacent mindset, how will you guide the dead?"

"Ugh, I was wrong. I'll just do my job, okay?"

The two ghosts bickered for a very short moment and then disappeared.

'Are they gone?'

As the two ghosts disappeared, Baek Yoonjun quickly spread his senses to check the situation.

Fortunately, they had retreated from Baek Yoonjun's vicinity.

But Baek Yoonjun, who had found out their current location, was horrified.

'Why are those guys in Yuhwa's room?!'

Baek Yoonjun was horrified and quickly recalled the conversation of the two beings and inferred their identities.

'They mentioned a register and the dead earlier, right?'

Beings that didn't seem to be just ghosts, no matter how he looked at them.

Baek Yoonjun inferred the identities of the two ghosts without difficulty.

'Could they be grim reapers?'

When his thoughts reached that point, Baek Yoonjun's mind spun like crazy.

'The job of a grim reaper is to take away the souls of the dead, right?'

The role of a grim reaper that came to his mind.

When his thoughts reached that point, Baek Yoonjun.

'Why are guys like that in Yuhwa's room?!'

Baek Yoonjun didn't want to get involved with them anymore.

But he couldn't stay still at the fact that they were in Tang Yuhwa's room.

'Ah! Really!! Damn it!!'

Baek Yoonjun cursed like crazy inside, concealed his presence as much as possible, and moved his body.

Confirming their gazes with his senses, Baek Yoonjun, who had gone completely outside the building, carefully infiltrated Tang Yuhwa's room through the window.

'Did I get caught?'

Having infiltrated the room, Baek Yoonjun arrived behind the two beings.

Baek Yoonjun still observed the two while concealing his presence.

'Since they don't seem to have noticed me, should I observe the situation for now?'

Baek Yoonjun stealthily retreated to a corner and observed them.

They were talking while looking at the soundly sleeping Tang Yuhwa.

"Truly pitiful."

"Well, it's not confirmed yet, is it?"

Baek Yoonjun completely erased his presence.

'I am a stone. A common stone in the marketplace.'

With only his ears open, he focused on the conversation of the two beings.

"You, who have looked at the register, also know that that fate is difficult, don't you? Truly pitiful. If only she lived, she could save numerous living people who would die pitifully."

"She could live, couldn't she?"

"The probability of dying is higher."

Listening to their words, Baek Yoonjun fiddled with the hilt of the Black Iron Dark Night.

'It seems the sword will stick, so should I just stick it in?'

At the fact that they were related to Tang Yuhwa's life, Baek Yoonjun's eyes were about to turn.

'If you touch Yuhwa, you die. But they're not living, so can they even die?'

As long as Tang Yuhwa was involved, Baek Yoonjun was thinking of sticking a sword in them first, whether they were grim reapers or whatever.

"For some reason, the back of my head feels chilly."

"What's with the talk of being chilly when you're not even a living person? Let's quickly move on to the next one."

While Baek Yoonjun was contemplating whether to draw his sword or not, the two were talking and slowly began to turn around.

'Damn it!'

Baek Yoonjun jumped towards the ceiling.

While doing so, he did not forget to erase his presence.

Baek Yoonjun, who was stuck to the ceiling, was a little relieved to see them pass through the wall and move.

'For now, did they just go? It's a relief, but...'

Although he was a little relieved that they had retreated for now, at the lingering uneasy, Baek Yoonjun stared blankly at the wall where they had disappeared.

'Since Yuhwa is involved, I can't just stay still.'

Baek Yoonjun forcibly calmed his anxious heart, spread his senses, and tracked them.

Fortunately, it seemed they had moved outside the building.

Baek Yoonjun immediately came out of Tang Yuhwa's room and chased after them.

The two beings walking slowly down the marketplace.

Strangely, no one paid any attention to them, and no one bumped into them.

No, they were moving, passing right through people.

'Are they really grim reapers? Why can I see them?'

Baek Yoonjun, who was insanely confused, chased after them, killing his senses as much as possible, in case they noticed.

And so, the place they arrived at was another inn.

"It's here."

"The woman whose fate is intertwined with that woman."

They had a short conversation and entered the inn.

Still, there seemed to be no one who recognized them.

'That woman? I think one of them is talking about Yuhwa.'

Baek Yoonjun also listened to their conversation and followed them.

Perhaps because it was late at night, there weren't many people inside the inn, but it wasn't completely empty.

'Careful, and more careful.'

Therefore, Baek Yoonjun hid his presence as much as possible and carefully entered, so as not to be caught by people.

'Is the destination over there?'

They arrived in front of a guest room and then entered as if melting into it, without even opening the door.

'How do I get in?'

Baek Yoonjun carefully spread his senses and approached the door.

Fortunately, the two beings had their backs to the door.

Baek Yoonjun carefully used all the wits he had, opened the door, and entered.

'Fortunately, I wasn't caught this time either.'

Confirming that they hadn't noticed, Baek Yoonjun was relieved inside and quietly stuck to the ceiling.

His presence was still minimized as much as possible, and his ears were wide open.

"It's this woman."

"Pitiful. If only this woman lived, she would enter the realm of founding a sect."

Baek Yoonjun opened his ears wide to their conversation and observed the inside as quietly as possible.

And he found the sleeping woman they were looking at.

'Isn't it Sister Suhye?'

Baek Yoonjun was horrified inside again.

What they were looking at was Cheon Suhye, whom Baek Yoonjun also knew well.

'Do those things have a grudge against me? Why are they only visiting people related to me?!'

Baek Yoonjun cried out inside.

While doing so, he felt a grudge growing in his heart.

'Should I just stick a sword in them? If I stick it in, I think I can send them away.'

Baek Yoonjun did not hide his growing killing intent and glared at the back of their heads.

At that, the black ghost scratched the back of its head.

"The back of my head has been feeling chilly for a while now."

"What's with the nonsense about being chilly when you belong to the underworld and are not affected by the secular world?"

The white ghost scolded the black ghost and then turned its gaze back to Cheon Suhye.

"Pitiful."

"Can't they just not meet?"

"The flow of fate is not so easily changed. That's why it's more pitiful."

The white ghost continuously showed a pitiful expression, then turned its feet towards the window and disappeared through the wall.

"Ah, come on! Let's go together!"

The black ghost immediately followed it and disappeared towards the window.

'Are they gone?'

Confirming that they had disappeared, Baek Yoonjun came down from the ceiling.

'They're gone. Phew, fortunately, both of them are fine for now.'

Baek Yoonjun was relieved, recalling that both Tang Yuhwa and Cheon Suhye were fine.

Then he quietly recalled the conversation of the ghosts.

'For now, to summarize the conversation, if Yuhwa and Sister Suhye meet, something big will happen, right?'

Baek Yoonjun quietly organized his thoughts.

While doing so, he held his head at the questions that kept popping up.

'No, what on earth is going to happen? What can happen just by people meeting?'

And so, Baek Yoonjun, who had been deliberating for a long time.

"Umm."

At Cheon Suhye's faint groan, he was startled inside.

'Is she awake?!'

Cheon Suhye, who had let out a groan, was slowly sitting up and turning her head towards Baek Yoonjun.

Fortunately, her eyes were half-closed, so it seemed she was not fully awake, but.

"Brother Baek?"

At Cheon Suhye's muttering, Baek Yoonjun recognized the current situation.

'Trespassing in a woman's room!'

Having recognized the situation, Baek Yoonjun's actions were fast.

Using all his skills, he left the room at the maximum speed he could muster while concealing his presence.

"I'm sure I saw Brother Baek..."

In the room that Baek Yoonjun had left, only Cheon Suhye's bitter muttering lingered.

(End of Chapter)