"Well, now..."
Yaksha shot a somewhat dangerous smile at his guest.
"You show up out of nowhere and demand I bring out a Monster?"
"Yeah."
Cheon Hae-seon answered boldly, slightly puffing out his chest.
"Heh heh heh. I'm often called a madman by people, but it seems you're a cut above me."
"I'd rather not be lumped in with you. I have a clear reason for this."
"A reason? What is it?"
"You'll know when you summon it."
A glistening, handsome face can often look irritatingly smug. Just like Cheon Hae-seon's at that moment.
"Oh? Is that so..."
Was there anyone else in this black market who could treat Yaksha so casually? Cheon Hae-seon was grating on Yaksha's nerves so much that even his watching confidants felt anxious.
‘This way, he won't end it on a moderate note.’
Cheon Hae-seon sensed that things were going according to his plan. Yaksha had just cracked his neck so hard it made a ‘snap’ sound. Yaksha was not the type of person to summon a weak Monster out of concern for Cheon Hae-seon.
He would rather summon a strong Monster to toy with him. But Cheon Hae-seon wanted more than that. A level where he himself might suffer serious damage.
And Yaksha perfectly met that expectation. -Kyaaaaaaak!!
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"No...!"