583 Chapter 583 - You Are not Even on my Radar (2/2)
Eternal Dominion turned over and proceeded to look all around. They were the only two players present in the entire Bounty Assignment Hall.
”You talking to me?” Eternal Dominion asked.
”No kidding.” Blackwater scoffed.
”Who are you?” Eternal Dominion was astonished.
Blackwater instantly felt as if the wind in his sails was taken out. Only then did he realize why Eternal Dominion had not chased after him these two times. It was not because the man failed to make out who he was; rather, Eternal Dominion did not even know who he was in the first place. Even though both parties had exchanged blows before, they had always gone their separate ways soon after. Everybody would naturally have a deep impression of Eternal Dominion given just how powerful the Fighter was; Blackwater's mistake here was to think of himself as someone who played a significant part in all this – enough for the enemy to remember how he looked as a result. Still, he knew now that Eternal Dominion had been treating him as just a random passerby all this while. In this person's eyes, he was akin to that noob their gang had asked to enter the Bounty Assignment Hall to check the situation out; how, then, would this man recognize him after so many days had passed? It was apparent that this was how Eternal Dominion had viewed Blackwater deep down. Monikers, such as the Five Unyielding Experts, Ten Great Adepts, and Seven Bottlenecks, were nothing but bubbles to this sort of expert; they would all burst from a poke of a finger.
Blackwater went rigid there and then even as Eternal Dominion remained puzzled, asking once more when he just stood there without reacting. ”Who are you?”
”I'm… I'm someone with Southern Lone Blade,” Blackwater answered, worried that Eternal Dominion would follow up with a question like 'What's a Southern Lone Blade?'
Thankfully, such a tragedy did not happen. Eternal Dominion exhaled a long 'oh' before asking, ”Where's Southern Lone Blade? Why isn't he here yet?”
Blackwater was slightly comforted that their boss had a place in Eternal Dominion's heart – at least, not to the point where Eternal Dominion would be unable to differentiate him from the masses.
”You gotta get through me first before you meet our boss!” Blackwater yelled as he got ready to flee. He would achieve his goal as long as he could lure Eternal Dominion away from here.
In the end, Eternal Dominion merely shot him a quick glance and muttered a ”You're mental” before continuing to browse the Wanted Players list.
Blackwater was on the verge of a breakdown. He was not in the other person's radar at all. It was just like taking on an enemy up on the battlefield. if he wished to get the enemy commander to chase after him, he at least needed to prove that he was of a certain caliber. This was similar to sending out a measly run-of-the-mill infantry to lure Lu Bu; who would care to spare a glance at him? Even if he shamelessly sought to engage with the enemy for real, a single clap of his hands was all it took to delete him; there was not even a need to attach any importance to this small fry.
Blackwater was in a situation where he could neither lure the enemy away nor dare to go forward and take on Eternal Dominion. He stood there like an idiot, uncertain just how he could face the others backing out like this.
Blackwater made his way straight to the five when he left. The others had a fright and wondered if the man had gone mad. In the end, they realized that, even though Blackwater had backed out, there was still no one following him behind, which was far too unusual. Blackwater had been inside for quite some time that they believed he had been killed off; there must be something wrong if he could not lure Eternal Dominion out even after this.
”What's going on?” The five could hardly wait to ask Blackwater the moment he got near them.
Blackwater's face was twisted. As if he had just eaten a bitter melon, he answered with a grimace, ”He doesn't recognize me.”
”Eh?” At first, none of them knew what he meant, but they soon realized what he was getting at after a moment of rumination.
”And then?”
”Then, I introduced myself… He's only concerned with where Big South is and has absolutely no intention of taking care of me,” Blackwater replied, feeling depressed.
”How can that be? Why did he stomp me dead yesterday, then?!” Flame Singed Clothes was infuriated.
”Probably because we bumped into Thousand Miles Drunk last night. That man knows who we are unlike this one,” Glue answered.
”At least, Thousand Miles Drunk's good! Eternal Dominion's far too aloof!” Blackwater hit the wall.
”Hey!” Everyone darted their eyes over to him. Say that in your mind! They were all suffering in a state of psychological distortion, yet they were still concerned over such things.
”Let me go, instead. Having exchanged blows the other night, he should be able to recognize me at least,” Glue proposed.
”I doubt that will have an effect; I've already introduced myself, yet he's still adamant on waiting for Big South,” Blackwater said.
”That's pretty stubborn…” everyone derided, even as they felt aggrieved deep down. The man ignoring them even though they had essentially served themselves up… Using Gu Long as an analogy, it was as if he did not even acknowledge the presence of a naked lady in front of him – a total disgrace!
”Let's go have it out with him!” Paddy Scent Pastures shouted. He might be a Priest here in Parallel World, but he was one of the more aggressive out of the seven.
”Calm down. Don't make any unnecessary sacrifice. We still have our lives beyond this!” The others persuaded the man.
While they coaxed him, they made sure to update Southern Lone Blade to their current situation. Surprisingly, Southern Lone Blade did not mind it in the least. ”There's no need for you guys to bother with this any longer. Go do your things; I'll just spend my time here. I'd like to see just how long they can camp me out like this. I don't think I'm losing out if just me alone can squander both, or perhaps even more, of their time.”
Seeing this, everyone could tell that Southern Lone Blade was really reduced to helplessness, since he had opted to behave so shamelessly. All of them knew about how Gu Fei would not be online for long. Since they were technically no match for him in Parallel World, this was all that was left that they could do to contend with the man. It was essentially a method that was similar to beating up someone in real life just because they could not be beaten online. It was despicable, but Southern Lone Blade was really left with no other options.
”F*ck. It's all that scumbag Silver Moon's fault!” The six men were in a state of metal imbalance at this point; they quickly figured that the root of all this was the assignment Silver Moon had hired them for.
”We might even have to pay him back in the worst-case scenario! F*CK, F*CK, F*CK!” Everyone was all the more enraged when they thought of this.
”Let's teach that twerp a lesson!” The six men looked at one another, finally finding a target whom they could bully.A well-known Chinese saying, first attributed to the novelist Yao Xueyin in his work Li Zicheng. It's essentially a turn of phrase about besmirching a person's name to the point where it will take drastic measures to prove one's innocence.
Source: warrior from 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms'. Famous for his strength and prowess.
Reference: adage based off a story about how three disciples tasked by their master to visit a certain location by following the route written in the letter.
Fast forward, they come to a point where a wall is blocking their way, and because their master hasn't said anything about it, they decide to stick to the words of their teacher and run into the wall rather than go around it. Thus, the term, 'hitting the wall' signifies an action of short-sighted stupidity as a result of inflexibility.A famous wuxia writer from Taiwan and his works often have characters with singular focus to their craft and was also often morally upright, such that the following sentence makes sense.
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