Hell's Handbook

Back inside Central Building, Su Jin stared frostily at Kassimo. This man had used something that didn’t come from his own body at a crucial point in the fight earlier. It was a round ball about the size of a pigeon’s egg.

Kassimo was shocked by how powerful Su Jin was. He had activated that ball and it was something that had sufficient power to blast any living creature to pieces. How was Su Jin still standing before him in one good piece?

“You’re not going to reply? You need me to repeat myself?” Su Jin’s voice was void of any emotion. If Yun Tianye was going to lose because he wasn’t as skilled as his opponent, Su Jin wouldn’t have intervened. But he could not stand the fact that Yun Tianye was going to lose because a weapon had been used unfairly against him.

Kassimo finally snapped out of his daze. After a quick thought, he smiled and said, “I’m sorry, but I… don’t understand what you’re talking about.”

“What did you use just now?” asked Su Jin again. If his voice was as cold as a winter sun earlier on, then it sounded like the freezing Siberian winds right now.

Kassimo felt like his heart had nearly stopped for that moment. He licked his lips nervously, but ended up repeating himself, “I said, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“I see. You can die now.” Su Jin pointed a finger at Kassimo without hesitation, much like how Kassimo had pointed one at Zhou Zhenghe during the earlier fight. The difference was that this finger wasn’t just for show. Kassimo’s head exploded like a broken watermelon immediately.

Everyone in the hall was completely stunned. That was Kassimo, a legendary figure from Firebird. He was nicknamed Black Dragon by the mercenary world and he had been the one who had brought Firebird to the top of this industry singlehandedly. It had been many years since then, but nobody dared to discount him and think he was old and weak now. In fact, the good fighters knew well that Kassimo would only become stronger as time went by. He was nowhere near his decline.

But nothing mattered now. His head had just exploded with the point of a finger. He hadn’t been able to hold up against that attack at all and didn’t even get the chance to blink before losing his life.

Thomas was completely floored as well. Kassimo had been sent by the organizers to pick them up, but now, Su Jin had blasted his head to pieces with just one finger.

“Mr. Su is really more powerful after all!” blurted Thomas.

Su Jin looked at the people who had accompanied Kassimo and his gaze finally landed on Black Leopard. But Black Leopard didn’t have any reaction at all, as though the person who just died had no relation to him whatsoever.

“If you wish to take revenge, I welcome you anytime,” Su Jin said to Black Leopard in English.

“Why should I do that?” Black Leopard suddenly asked.

Su Jin was a little surprised by this answer. He frowned and asked, “Aren’t you going to avenge your teacher?”

“I’m not his disciple. I’m just a tool he bought. Have you ever seen someone buy a wrench that will avenge its owner after the owner has been murdered?”

It was Su Jin’s turn to be in shock. While the analogy made sense, surely a human was different from an actual tool, right? But since Black Leopard wasn’t willing to take revenge, that saved Su Jin a lot of trouble.

Black Leopard added, “Mr. Kassimo failed to defeat an opponent in a duel and lost his life as a result, so Firebird will send some people to collect his body. Could I invite everyone in your team to follow me to your accommodation now?”

Su Jin nodded slightly and leaped off the arena. Zhou Zhenghe and the rest instinctively took a few steps back. Even though Su Jin had killed Kassimo in order to save their teacher, the fact that Su Jin could kill such a formidable person with just one finger stirred up fear in their hearts.

Su Jin, however, didn’t care what they thought of him. Black Leopard was much more respectful toward them compared to Kassimo. He politely led them to their place of accommodation personally and didn’t suggest anything like getting Thomas to bring them there.

Their place of accommodation was a standalone bungalow and the scenery around them was very pretty. Also, Su Jin was pretty sure that this wasn’t the accommodation that was initially allocated to them, because he had noticed that Black Leopard used a card shaped like a diamond to open the door just now.

“By the way, Thomas, killing someone here won’t bring us too much trouble, will it?” asked Su Jin casually.

Thomas burst out laughing. “Don’t you think you’re asking this question a little too late?”

“Oh no, so we’re going to get into a lot of trouble? Alright then, I’ll go back there and kill them all. That way, there would be no witnesses and nobody can do anything to me,” said Su Jin jokingly.

Thomas laughed along and said, “Well, I think some of them have left by now and you won’t be able to find them. But you don’t have to worry. Affairs within the mercenary world will be taken care of by the people within it. The local government will not intervene.”

Su Jin nodded. He was most afraid of unnecessary trouble. He wasn’t really going to kill all the eyewitnesses, but he could use his psychokinesis to edit their memories a little. He had left a tiny bit of psychokinesis with everybody in the hall earlier, so unless they left the country immediately, they would still be within range and he could still track them down if he wanted.

After returning from Central Building, Yun Tianye and his disciples seemed afraid to go anywhere too close to Su Jin. Su Jin didn’t really care, but they were all supposed to live in the same bungalow, so if the atmosphere in the house remained like this, things were going to be so awkward.

“So, tell me, what exactly is going through your minds?” asked Su Jin calmly as he tapped the glass coffee table with his knuckles lightly.

Yun Tianye gritted his teeth, then put a palm over his other fist politely as he said, “Before this, we were blinded by our pride, yet we still hope that you will forgive us. But if you… if you’re still angry with us, I, Tianye, is willing to accept any punishment on behalf of my disciples.”

Su Jin wasn’t sure whether to laugh or to cry at these words. He shook his head and said, “That’s not what I meant. I’m saying that, since we’re all staying here now…”

“We’ll move elsewhere right now!” said Yun Tianye without hesitation.

Su Jin rolled his eyes and went straight to the point, “I’m saying that, since we’re all going to stay in the same place, we can’t just act like strangers all the time, right? Don’t you think it’s high time you guys introduced yourselves?”

All five of them breathed a sigh of relief. Yun Tianye took a step forward first and said, “Please forgive me for being rude. I am Yun Tianye from the Yun family in China. I train in the Yun family’s technique, Flying Cloud Hands.

“This is my most senior disciple, Zhou Zhenghe, who trains in the same technique as myself. He is currently the youngest master level martial artist of the Yun family.”

Zhou Zhenghe quickly got into the same stance as his teacher as a show of respect to Su Jin. Su Jin nodded slightly at him to return the greeting.

“This is my second disciple, Sang Qiu’er. She’s my disciple, but she’s trained in the Heart Sword technique of the Qiu family.” Sang Qiu’er also put a palm over her other fist respectfully. She was a small sized young lady and looked very adorable, but there was a glint in her eyes that could not be hidden. Su Jin had seen this glint in Miyamoto Tooru’s eyes before as well. It was something that appeared in one’s eyes after reaching a certain stage in their sword training, but Sang Qiu’er’s glint was nowhere as bright as Miyamoto Tooru’s.

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“The young lady’s not bad. You’re around the same age as Japan’s Miyamoto Tooru, but I think you might stand a chance against him,” Su Jin complimented her. He was now talking to the best martial artists of the country, so even though he didn’t have much dealings with them, it was never a bad thing to maintain good relations with them.

Sang Qiu’er quickly said, “You’re too kind. I’m nowhere near Mr. Miyamoto’s level. Mr. Miyamoto is Japan’s youngest grandmaster and he’s already agreed to come to China soon to have an exchange with the best martial artists of the country. I’m really looking forward to it.”

“Miyamoto Tooru is going to visit China?” Su Jin was rather shocked. He had shattered Miyamoto Tooru’s heart the last time. Was Japan’s medical science so advanced that they could still save someone in such a state?

“That’s right! He’s coming in about a month or so. At first, my teacher was afraid that there would be nobody in the younger generation who could fight against him and we’d be overshadowed by Japan’s martial arts circle. But now that we’ve gotten to know about you, we don’t have to worry about this anymore.” Sang Qiu’er was very good with her words. She wasn’t sure if Su Jin was more formidable than Miyamoto Tooru or not, but she happily put him on a pedestal anyway.

Su Jin’s brows were still furrowed and Kano Mai was equally shocked. Su Jin asked Yun Tianye, “Mr. Yun, do you know that Miyamoto Tooru was severely injured in Japan not too long ago?”

“Yes, we know about that. We heard that he was very badly injured, so his family sent him to a very old Shinto shrine and asked the priest there to heal him, and that’s how he managed to heal completely. I heard that the person who defeated him then was a martial artist from China, but it was a blessing in disguise for Miyamoto Tooru, since that fight enabled him to become a grandmaster,” said Yun Tianye with a sigh. It was hard to tell if Yun Tianye was sighing because he wished Miyamoto Tooru had died in that fight or if he was envious of how lucky Miyamoto Tooru had been.

Su Jin’s lips twitched. Shinto shrines were a feature of Japanese culture, but very few were still standing in modern society. Even Kano Mai had no idea such an incredible shrine still existed.

He was very curious to find out more about how Miyamoto Tooru had essentially come back to life, but he didn’t have the time right now to think about this. Miyamoto Tooru was heading for China quite soon and based on what he was hearing, he was probably indignant about his loss. He claimed to be visiting China for a sparring session and exchange of ideas, but it was very likely that his real intention was to take revenge on Su Jin.

“This is my third disciple, Wei Wu. He’s still young, so he’s still working on his foundation and hasn’t started training in any technique in particular,” said Yun Tianye as he pointed to the other young man who looked around 20 years old or so. But if one looked carefully, you would realize that he might be younger than he looked. As a martial artist, he was used to training under tough weather conditions and most guys didn’t take good care of their skin, so they often looked a little older than they really were.

Wei Wu also placed a palm over his fist and said excitedly, “Senior! Please teach me martial arts!”

Su Jin stared blankly at the young man. He wasn’t a martial artist, but he knew the rules as well. Asking someone else to be his teacher right in front of his own teacher was definitely inappropriate. Yun Tianye started fuming at these words.

“Haha… I’m just kidding, just kidding.” Thankfully, Wei Wu noticed his teacher’s reaction quickly and laughed it off while awkwardly scratching his head. Yun Tianye sighed in exasperation, as though he was already used to this disciple shooting his mouth off, and just glared angrily at him for a while.

“Mr. Su, this young lady here is my youngest disciple, her name is Yun Han. She’s an orphan and I found her in the wilderness, so I adopted her as both a daughter and a disciple.” Yun Tianye’s eyes sparkled with pride as he spoke about Yun Han. This young lady clearly made him very proud.