“It’s been a while since I’ve done this!” Sal-no pulled the mask down over his eyes. His days were numbered, and he preferred not to do the killing himself if he could help it. Being an assassin required meticulous planning; the slightest miscalculation could ruin everything. As a result, many retired as they grew older. … Read more
Sobok was the innkeeper of Changpa Guest House. It had been around for quite some time, located on the outskirts of Sea Gate City. The inn, usually bustling with guests, was quiet. The influx of visitors had stopped abruptly. Those staying at the lodge were holed up in their rooms, not coming out. Despite working … Read more
“It’s the Sea Dragon Manor.” “The Sea Dragon Manor?” Upon hearing his subordinate’s report, Dokgo Hwang responded with a question. “It’s a sect that recently rose to power as the ruler of Sea Gate City. Interestingly, their origin is in the western regions.” “The west? How dare someone who is not even from the central … Read more
Dokgo Hwang glared at the man with cold eyes. “Go Il-won?” “Yes!” “I don’t know you.” “Do you know the Ghost Fleet Commander?” “The Ghost Fleet?” The corners of Dokgo Hwang’s eyes twitched, a detail Go Il-won did not miss. “You seem to know.” “I’ve heard of it.” Dokgo Hwang answered honestly. Those on land … Read more
The economy of Sea Gate City was devastated by the fall of the Red Turban Association. Ships full of cargo were coming in, but there were no workers to unload them. The Red Turban Association was destroyed. However, not all the workers who belonged to it died. In fact, those who died were only a … Read more
Pyo Wol stared at the sea, his lips tightly sealed. The ships carrying the Ghost Fleet sailors were already far from the dock. Even though Pyo Wol’s qigong was outstanding, he couldn’t overcome the distance in a single leap. He watched the small boats sail away. Relentless high waves pounded the sea. The massive waves, … Read more
It took only a single hour for the Red Turban Association to be wiped out of Sea Gate. In just one hour, the Red Turban Association, which supplied workers to the entire city of Sea Gate, had completely collapsed. At the time of the collapse, there were two hundred warriors in the Red Turban Association, … Read more
In the Red Turban Association, there was a register that recorded the ships that entered the Sea Gate City. Every ship entering Sea Gate city was recorded without exception. As they dispatched workers to the ships, they naturally began to record them. After a long period of recording, there were so many registers that the … Read more
“This is the Red Turban Association. Quite impressive, isn’t it?” Taemu Sang introduced the Red Turban Association to Soma with pride. The main gate of the Red Turban Association was wide open. Men with red turbans bustled about, coming and going through the gate. It was not always like this. The Red Turban Association was … Read more
Tarha treated Pyo Wol and his companions with the utmost hospitality. Taemu Sang and Geom Yeong, the brothers, quickly bonded with Soma. They were amazed to learn that Soma was older than he appeared. In the past, they might not have believed Soma’s words, but their knowledge had grown tremendously after mastering martial arts. They … Read more