Jangsan lightly knocked on the door and asked, "Lord Mong, are you ready?"
"I will be out soon."
"Yes."
As Seokma appeared, fully dressed, Jangsan looked him up and down and said, "You always dress neatly and cleanly."
Seokma nodded.
"This is the difference between me and Lord Haomun. Neatness."
"It seems you are indeed more popular than the lord."
While checking his attire, Seokma glanced at Jangsan.
"Jang warrior, that sounded a bit sarcastic."
"Not at all."
"Of course, I must be more popular, right?"
"That's not necessarily true. The lord is quite handsome as well."
"Is that so?"
"In my memory, you are handsome. You haven't washed your hair in a few days, and your clothes were a bit dirty. Even a master of the open world would have doubts."
"During war, it's right to live like that."
Jangsan asked with a surprised expression, "Oh, do you usually keep yourself as tidy as Lord Mong?"
Seokma replied in a calm tone, "No, that fellow is always in a state of war. I can guarantee that."
"Yes."
"He is probably laughing while tormenting or beating someone even now. I can assure you of that. By the way, where are we going to explore today? It seems we have seen most of the Murim Alliance."
"Today, we are going to the Yongmugwan."
"Who is coming?"