Yu Qiushui crouched beside a corpse, her small hands searching over it.
She found a small silver pistol inside the Wilderness Hunter's clothes.
The thing wasn't very powerful and was more of a collectible. Yu Qiushui played with it for a while before putting it away.
Then she said with a grin,
"They've stopped."
"What are you planning to do?"
Luo Yan wiped Blood Drinker with a man's cloak and glanced up.
He said quietly, "I've already killed them all. What else can I do?"
"I can only see this good deed through to the end and send the Buddha all the way west."
Yu Qiushui couldn't help laughing. "You really are a great philanthropist."
At that moment, the door of one of the heavy trucks' cabs opened, and a man jumped out.
He had monolids and wore a Tai-Chi symbol training outfit. A sword gleaming with Cold Light hung from his hand, and he wore cloth shoes. He looked very much like those masters of qigong who used to put on mysterious airs.
The master stepped forward and immediately launched into a stream of incomprehensible babble. Luo Yan couldn't understand a single word.
"Huh, Koreans."
Yu Qiushui stood up. Seeing Luo Yan look over, she said, "He's speaking Korean."
"He calls himself Park Jin-chang."
Luo Yan was somewhat surprised. "You can understand him?"
Yu Qiushui shrugged. "I studied it."
"I learned several foreign languages when I was bored."
"Besides Korean, I also know English, French, Spanish, and Thai." She counted them off on her fingers.
At that moment, Park Jin-chang began babbling again.
Luo Yan waited for Yu Qiushui to translate.
Yu Qiushui crossed her arms. "He says you should obediently throw down your weapon. He thinks your skills are pretty good and intends to take you as his