Chapter 230 (1/2)

The battle with the demon hunters was the first surreal combat experience Hao Ren ever had. The memory was still vivid. For this reason, he recognised this woman—she was the one he had fought that day—the scar was the giveaway. But never had he expected he would come to this place and bump into her—who was now a mobile phone seller!

Vivian remembered the face too as the memory struck her. The ambient temperature dropped as she took a step back. Just when the vampire was about to strike, the female demon hunter waved. “Here… is that okay?”

Hao Ren felt his heart had gotten used to surprises. He quickly calmed himself down and pulled Vivian by her sleeve, telling her to not react hastily. While people around them were sensing the unusual atmosphere, they hadn’t any idea about the strange conversation between them. People were just surprised by the sudden cold draft, rubbing their hands and looking at lost. Some were staring at Vivian though. But Vivian was quick in retracting her move. The situation hadn’t spiraled into a commotion because everything returned to normal very quickly.

Vivian sensed the demon hunter lass wasn’t hostile and hadn’t the slightest intention of getting into a fight. She felt a little relieved now though was still on her guard. She asked quietly, “Are you the demon hunter? I remember you were captured by the arcane servant.”

“I was released.” The demon hunter lass said quietly. It wasn’t known what she had done but everyone including her colleagues were looking elsewhere, no one was paying attention to her, Hao Ren and Vivian. Had Vivian not disrupted the strange energy field she had created, she would still be like in a kind of shield of serenity.

Hao Ren’s mouth was wide open but he couldn’t think of a word to say, he still felt it unreal to meeting his old foe here. “What are you doing here?” He finally found his word.

“Obviously, I’m working here.” The demon hunter lass replied calmly. “I’ve been working here for five years. I was even selling clothes next door not long ago. If not for being captured and held by the blue creature in a strange place, I’d have still been selling clothes here.”

“That’s not what I mean.” said Hao Ren. “As a demon hunter, why are you even here? You should be staying in some underground bunker, appearing in various secret societies beneath the churches, holding the kill orders to go after all the demons around the world, standing on the TV tower watching sunrise, and preserving the peace in the city. That’s what I thought.”

The demon hunter lass said to Hao Ren with a straight face, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. But if I were to live like the way you’ve described without even needing to work, how am I supposed to find the money to live?”

Hao Ren: “…..”

Hao Ren was totally speechless. What she said was totally logical. He was dazed for a while. “Wait a second. Do you mean that all other demon hunters are living just like you—work, eat and sleep?”

Now, Vivian couldn’t bear to listen anymore. She nudged his arm from behind and said, “Doesn’t everyone need to eat?”

The demon hunter lass nodded as she said, “We live among human. I thought you should have known.”

In fact, Vivian had told Hao Ren a lot about demon hunters, including of how they infiltrated and lived among human society. Obviously, Hao Ren had mistaken ‘live among’ as a superficial cover. He had now only learned that these superhumans just live like any human—that was the fault of Holywood; he thought if not fighting with monsters, superheroes should always stand on TV towers and act cool.

While Nangong was a demon hunter, Hao Ren had never treated him as one.