After Cheon Hwi’s outrageous statement caused the chat to freeze for a moment,
the atmosphere quickly reignited, and soon, it was as if nothing had happened.
The energy flared back up stronger than ever.
Then, while Cheon Hwi was answering viewer questions in earnest, a particular viewer sent a large donation along with a pointed question.
(300,000 won donation from user ‘ChoaIsTooChoa’!)
– Why are you doing internet streaming? Wouldn’t you make way more money as a Hunter?
At the sight of the massive 300,000 won donation, the chat window went momentarily silent.
That was a question on many viewers’ minds, why in the world would someone like Cheon Hwi choose to stream on Trizik?
If he had worked in the Hunter industry, he could’ve been raking in cash by the handful.
So why was he putting all this effort into something on a much smaller scale like streaming?
Up until now, Cheon Hwi had never revealed his reasoning on stream.
In truth, it was simple, he just believed people should be able to do what they want.
Just because someone had the skills didn’t mean they had to become a Hunter.
He found streaming more fun.
That was all.
Cheon Hwi remained a simple streamer for that one, personal reason.
But he figured the viewers were expecting something deeper this time.
As those thoughts settled, Cheon Hwi fell silent.
He was debating whether or not he should bring up the martial world.
‘Considering how urgently the Association President tried to wipe that part…
they probably don’t want it getting out.’
Honestly, Cheon Hwi didn’t really care if people found out he was a returnee from the martial world.
It wasn’t a lie, and any issues that came from it were things he could handle easily.
But the Association’s reaction?
They had urgently pulled every article related to it, almost like a media blackout.
That alone made him hesitate.
Maybe there was a reason they didn’t want the martial world known to the public.
‘Should I say this or not?’
After a short pause, Cheon Hwi made his decision.
“No special reason. You live long enough, and you come to all sorts of realizations.
If I had to give an answer, I’ve just always wanted to try internet streaming since long ago. And honestly, having too much money… isn’t always a good thing.”
A temporary hold.
Cheon Hwi decided not to go into detail.
He gave a vague, personal answer and left it at that.
– Isn’t more money always better tho?
– He prefers streaming over being a Hunter, huh
– Great Hero, you’re really something else lol
– Well, thanks to that, we get to watch these amazing broadcasts—so no complaints here!
Viewers, while pleased with Cheon Hwi’s decision, also couldn’t help but express confusion.
Why would someone reject the glamorous life of a Hunter, a path that promised fame, fortune, and power—just to focus on small-scale streaming?
From the modern perspective, it was the kind of choice that could easily be called foolish.
But Cheon Hwi thought differently.
He was someone who had truly lived through the pinnacle of wealth, luxury, and absolute authority.
Back when he was the Lord of the Martial Alliance, that power had been real.
Even after stepping down and retiring into seclusion, his occasional reappearances in the martial world had always stirred a great commotion.
He could spend all the money in the world as if it were his own, and entire organizations would jump into action at the mere sound of his voice.
At first, Cheon Hwi had enjoyed the sweetness of that elevated status.
He had started life as an ordinary citizen of Earth, and in the martial world, he had begun from the very bottom.
Naturally, the taste of power and wealth shocked him, and he truly believed he was living a successful life.
But that thrill didn’t last long.
As time passed, the excitement dulled.
Eventually, as he cut ties with the world and immersed himself in training,
he reached a realization.
Extremes always meet.
He had thought that wealth and poverty were exceptions to that idea, but living through both sides himself, he came to understand whether you live with nothing or everything, the numbness feels the same.
The truly happy life—he concluded—was one where you aren’t poor, but simply wealthy enough.
From that point on, Cheon Hwi no longer had any real attachment to money.
“As long as I can do what I want, when I want, that’s enough.”
To him, being able to eat what he wanted, lie down in a warm bed, and enjoy fun and connection with others from time to time, that was more than enough.
He could confidently say he was living a happy life.
And right now, he was happy.
“If I try to chase more just out of greed, it’ll only become annoying and bothersome.”
“By the way, Master, if you did work as a Hunter, how much do you think you could make in a year?”
At that moment, Choa, who had been listening with great interest, raised her hand and asked with a bright look.
She wasn’t thinking of doing it herself—it was just pure curiosity.
– Yeah, now I’m curious too
– Gotta wonder
– Monthly tens of millions easy, right?
– Honestly, just being a trainer after what he did for Choa would be enough to rake it in
“You mean my estimated annual salary?”
At Choa’s question—and the curious reactions from the viewers—Cheon Hwi paused thoughtfully, imagining what life would be like if he had become a Hunter.
Then, he opened his mouth.
“Well… I suppose it’d keep going up as long as gates keep appearing.”
– Huh?
– What even is that answer lol
– Why does that somehow sound believable though?
– I feel like I’m getting brainwashed rn LOL
The way Cheon Hwi said he could make however much money he wanted left viewers confused, and they filled the chat with “Is that even possible?”-type messages.
But unlike before, not many were outright denying it.
After all the impossible things Cheon Hwi had already accomplished, the general mood among viewers had shifted to.
If it’s Song Cheon Hwi, maybe it is possible.
“Now that I think about it, I forgot to upload the video of me clearing that B-rank dungeon. I’ll edit it soon and post it to the channel—so if anyone’s curious about my actual skills, wait for that.”
– B-rank dungeon??
– That’s insane
– Didn’t he say he wasn’t gonna be a Hunter?
– Low-key feels like clearing dungeons is just a hobby to him
As the stream rolled on smoothly, Choa—who had been hosting alongside Cheon Hwi—suddenly tilted her head in confusion.
“Master, by the way… is there no channel manager here?”
“Hmm? Manager?”
– Oh yeah?
– Come to think of it…
– So this stream hasn’t had a manager all this time
– The chat always moves so fast when the Great Hero streams, it’s hard to even notice trolls LOL
Streams of a certain size usually have at least one manager.
Since it’s tough for a streamer to handle everything—chat, content, and technical tasks—on their own, most growing streams end up recruiting one.
That way, the streamer can focus on the content, while the manager handles everything from moderating the chat to overall channel support during broadcasts.
But Cheon Hwi’s stream had no manager.
“I just didn’t have time to pick one.”
“…Oh, that’s true,”
Choa replied without thinking.
He didn’t have time.
It might’ve sounded like an excuse at first, but when you thought about it, it was completely true.
– He’s growing way too fast LOL
– Honestly, the timing to even think about hiring a manager never came up
– Doesn’t the Great Hero not even have an official fan café or community yet?
– His name is always blowing up on Chobang Gallery tho
– That’s not even an official community though lmao
It’s only been a month.
Cheon Hwi had become a superstar on the Trizik platform in just one month.
And it’s not like he’d been streaming every day, either.
Since he’d been focused on training Choa, he had only gone live about once a week, meaning he hadn’t even streamed ten times in total.
Of course he hadn’t had the chance to recruit a manager.
But now that the topic had come up, Cheon Hwi decided to go for it.
“If a man draws his sword, he ought to cut something with it. You strike the iron while it’s hot. Since the topic came up, I’ll go ahead and select a manager.”
– Look at that momentum
– Love the decisiveness lol
– The competition’s gonna be fierce AF
– How are you going to pick the manager?
The spontaneous manager selection fired up the chat.
The Q&A session had smoothly transitioned into something else entirely, but no one seemed to mind.
After all, Q&As could be done anytime.
But a chance to become a stream manager?
That was rare.
Once someone was picked, unless they were metaphorically beheaded for serious misconduct, it was unlikely a new position would open anytime soon.
“Alright then. If you’re interested in becoming a manager for this channel,
and you’re confident you can truly dedicate yourself to the role—
raise your hand.”
– Me!
– Pick me pick me!!
– I volunteer!
– Do lifted feet count too??
As expected, there were far too many applicants.
The chat window exploded at breakneck speed, and Cheon Hwi, watching the madness unfold, let out a small sigh and asked a second question.
“Among the applicants, is there anyone who has read through Chronicles of the First Hero, Divine Beast Alliance, Heavenly Sword and Dragon Slaying Sabre, Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, and Little Wu in the Martial World in full?
If so, I’ll give you special consideration.”
– Read what now??
– Bro, seriously? LOL
– This man’s a savage wuxia demon
– Aren’t those novels super old?
– Why are we suddenly talking about stuff published like 100 years ago LMAO
Cheon Hwi had loved martial arts novels even before his possession.
So he asked the question hoping to find someone who truly appreciated the genre.
But the moment he listed off novels that were well over a century old, the chat cooled off almost instantly.
It was a quiet reflection of the times, and Cheon Hwi couldn’t help but sigh at the state of things.
Still—true classics never fade, no matter how the world changes.
– I’ve read them!
– This is our time to shine, fellow martial nerds!
– All those “Why would you read that stuff?” looks were worth it after all
– I’ve read a few, but man… he really picked the ancient ones
Before long, prepared souls—those the world often called “odd”—began to rise.
Self-proclaimed lovers of martial arts novels proudly raised their virtual hands.
It was as if they were shouting, I’m here!
Moved by their passion, Cheon Hwi’s lips curled into a faint smile.
“I’ve sent you a private message. Check it.”
In total, 17 applicants who met the special condition received private messages.
But just meeting the condition wasn’t enough.
To be trusted with the role, they had to be truly capable.
Cheon Hwi privately messaged each of them a few simple questions to gauge their personality and competence.
And before long, five new managers were officially chosen for Cheon Hwi’s channel.
“We’ll name the team Cheongcheondaeh, the Azure Sky Corps. From now on, all managers will be known as members of the Cheongcheondaeh. Remember it well.”
– Even the name of the manager team sounds like something straight out of a wuxia novel
– This feels more like a combat unit than a mod team lol
– If the managers are Cheongcheondaeh members, then who’s the Cheongcheondaeh Leader?
“The title of Cheongcheondaeh Leader will go to the most active and outstanding member. It’s less messy that way. I’ll observe for a while and appoint one when the time is right.”
And just like that, Cheon Hwi’s stream officially gained a moderator team,
Cheongcheondaeh, a management and oversight squad.
As the broadcast continued in a lighthearted and cheerful atmosphere…
BEEEEEEP!
A shrill emergency alert blared from both Choa and Cheon Hwi’s smartphones.
[Breaking: Monster wave detected near Section 3 of the Bukhansan Trail. Gate has been tentatively rated as A-rank. All citizens in the area are advised to evacuate immediately—]
The viewers exploded into a frenzy in the chat, and Choa’s face turned pale as she checked her phone.
But both her reaction and the viewers’ concerns faded the moment they looked toward Cheon Hwi.
His expression wasn’t one of shock, it was cold, sharp, and terrifying enough to send chills down one’s spine, as if he were preparing to take someone down.
“Looks like we’re switching to a noisy outdoor stream.”
Cheon Hwi muttered in a frost-bitten tone as he stood up.