“Kuxi, if you dare do this, you’ll never find the Saint Cloth! Stop right now!” Kuxi stared in shock. He hadn’t expected these people to have become so much more despicable over the years.

“You think I’m still going to believe your lies? First you told us thieves had stolen it. Now I’ll show you what happens when you deceive us!” Cohen didn’t believe Kuxi at all. He simply gave his men a look, ordering them to get started.

The shopkeeper was on the verge of tears. She really wasn’t lying this time! The Saint Cloth really was inside the little kid’s [Space Box]. If they killed him, they’d get nothing.

Ye Su had been crouching there for ages, already planning the order in which he’d deal with these people. He was just waiting for the right moment to strike.

These adults clearly thought he was trash. But with his small stature and childish appearance, it was hard to imagine they’d ever take him seriously as a strong opponent.

“Prepare to die! Behold my secret technique, [Korean Sword]!” the man shouted, swinging his longsword into a flurry of rapid slashes.

Tsk. Didn’t he feel embarrassed saying the name of his skill while attacking? It was so chuuni—and he was using it on a kid, too... Ye Su grumbled to himself.

But to Ye Su, with the GM Class, that speed had slowed to a crawl. That was what it meant to utterly outclass someone in stats. It was like a bullet-time scene... Kind of like dodging in that one Honkai game. Except he could trigger it endlessly.

He hadn’t expected the gap in their strength to be this huge. Ye Su didn’t need to dodge at all. He simply walked around behind the man. The swordsman had only just started swinging, as if his skill were still in the middle of its casting animation—and he hadn’t even noticed Ye Su behind him.

“Uh... If the stat gap is this terrifying... how am I supposed to attack?” Ye Su suddenly realized there might be a problem. His Attack stat was 999! What if one punch left these people disemboweled? Just imagining it made him feel a little sick.

He tried moving slowly and flicked the still-casting guy in the stomach with a finger. He’d done his very best to control the speed and force of the flick.

Maybe he’d used less than one percent of his strength?

Even so, he was still faster than the guy whose skill was casting. In other words, that finger flick was countless times faster than the man’s Sword Technique slash.

With a crash, the man’s body shot backward, smashing straight through the house and flying out the other side.

Blood sprayed through the air. The walls crumbled as easily as if they were made of paper, and fragments drifted down slowly through the air.

Uh... Had he used too much force?

Had he actually killed him?

Ye Su hurriedly checked the man, who’d flown a long way off. His life points had already dropped to zero.

【Killed one Lv. 24 target. No combat EXP can be gained with this class.】

It seemed ordinary kills didn’t grant EXP while he was in the GM Class?

Ye Su stared at the notification, dumbfounded. “...”

Well, whatever. They weren’t good people anyway. He’d just treat them as practice dummies and see if he could control his strength.

Everything that happened took less than 0.01 seconds. The others were still frozen in their original poses, and Ye Su almost felt as if he could stop time in this state.

In reality, his thoughts and movements were simply far faster than everyone else’s.