“Quit spouting nonsense and get lost.”
“Show some respect, you ignorant fool.”
“Respect?”
Baek Cheon shot a fierce glare at Jin Geum-ryong.
“Respect is only for those who deserve it. Telling a Mount Hua disciple to join a squad made by a Zhongnan bastard? Say something that makes sense, and I might at least pretend to listen.”
“Is there some reason it should not be allowed?”
Baek Cheon’s eyes turned even fiercer. But Jin Geum-ryong merely shrugged lightly, as if he could not understand that reaction at all.
“As far as I know, there were no such restrictions on forming the squads.”
“…….”
“I do not know why I, who am not even a member of the Alliance, must explain this to you, but that precious Heavenly Friendship Alliance of yours seems to have long since made sect distinctions meaningless. In that case, there is nothing strange about a Mount Hua fellow joining a Zhongnan squad, is there?”
“Move aside.”
Baek Cheon, as if there was nothing more to hear, tried to walk past Jin Geum-ryong. Then Jin Geum-ryong reached out and gently but firmly grabbed his shoulder.
“Little brother.”
“I told you to get lost—.”
“This elder brother is showing you kindness right now.”
Jin Geum-ryong’s soft gaze and Baek Cheon’s seething gaze tangled in the air. Baek Cheon fiercely shook off the hand Jin Geum-ryong had placed on his shoulder.