Surviving as a Genius on Borrowed Time

Jeong Yeon-shin’s voice was flat.

It wasn’t just the tone.

Even as he spoke, there was no shift in his expression.

His lips barely moved.

Because he meant it.

“The core force of the Society of Sacred Swords. A Grandmaster beneath the Leader…”

The Lord of the Tenfold Gate’s amiable demeanor faded slightly. His brows knitted together as he muttered to himself.

“Those dressed in black with the character ‘Huang’ embroidered on them… Not a single one of them was ever sane, but you—you're on another level.”

“That is a traitor’s perspective.”

“……”

Among the crowd, some repeated Jeong Yeon-shin’s words verbatim.@@novelbin@@

Those well-versed in Sensory Path Techniques, possessing heightened hearing, passed the message on.

And as it spread, certain common folk gasped in admiration.

So that young master truly despises the Unorthodox Sect…

“I said I would see your martial arts. I never agreed to follow the unspoken rules of the wulin.”

Jeong Yeon-shin ran his fingers over Thunder’s Wave as he added:

“Even if you step down, the duel continues.”

It was a statement that broke convention.

But Jeong Yeon-shin didn’t care.

Wouldn’t it be strange for a government enforcer to follow the customs of outlaws?

It was the same for the Lords of the Thirteen Heavens.

Even if each of them were powerful enough to match the heads of the orthodox sects,

they were still no better than ruffians—those whose names ended up on military drafts, dragged off as conscripts.

That’s how Jeong Yeon-shin saw them.

“Hah.”

Suddenly, the Lord of the Tenfold Gate’s lips curled into a smirk.

“So, because they’re just monkeys, it doesn’t matter…?”

Muttering, he raised a hand and gestured backward.

Rumble!

A series of tremors rippled through the ground.

It came from behind the Lord of the Tenfold Gate, among the ranks of his disciples.

They embedded a dozen large wooden chests into the earth before stepping back in perfect synchronization.