Pyo Wol asked Sal-no, “What’s the damage?” “Eight dead, seven injured.” The Black Shadow Assassins were unscathed. The ones who were harmed were ordinary assassins. Their assassination methods were not as refined as those of the Black Shadow Assassins. As a result, they were discovered as they approached their targets. The ones assassinated by Hong … Read more
Whoosh! Dokgo Hwang’s body spun like a top. At the same time, he swung his palm twelve times in succession. Ping! A silver thread was swept up by the current and flung far away. “Pyo Wol!” Dokgo Hwang’s eyes flickered with recognition. The silver thread dissipated in mid-air. The intangible thread was made from Qi … Read more
Few were left in the Sol Family Pavilion. Pyo Wol and Hong Ye-Seol, Sal-no and Thunder Eye, ten men from the Black Shadow Assassins, and around thirty assassins from other groups. That was all. The rest had been sent to various places for training. Thanks to this, the Sol Family Pavilion was quiet. The fire … Read more
Yong Geom-sang clenched his jaws. Seeing this, the leaders of the Dragon Mountain Manor all bowed in unison. Their faces were filled with a somber light. In Yong Geom-sang’s hand was a crumpled letter. He unfolded the letter and read it again. “Ha-Sang is dead? The successor who will lead the Dragon Mountain Manor has … Read more
Namgung Wol took a moment to regulate his breathing. His breath, which had been ragged from using Qigong, slowly returned to normal. Only then did Namgung Wol knock on the door of Sol Family Pavilion. Thud! Thud! Perhaps due to the night, the dull sound reverberated loudly. Creak! After a while, the rusted hinge screamed … Read more
The repercussions of Yong Ha-sang’s death were enormous. Not only the Silver Lotus Hall, but even the Golden Heavenly Hall was in turmoil. Although he was forced to resign after being defeated by Lee Geom-han, he had done a good job of leading the Silver Lotus Hall until then. Once he ascended to the leader’s … Read more
“Ghost Fleet?” Yong Ha-sang’s face twisted. It was a word he had never heard before. Dragon Mountain Manor, the place he called home, was located deep inland, and the Silver Lotus Hall was situated near the shores of Poyang Lake. Yong Ha-sang had never been to the sea in his life. So he was completely … Read more
Pyo Wol watched the fight between Yong Ha-sang and Lee Geom-han from start to finish. He was the only one who could follow their movements to the end, something most martial artists could not do. As a result, he had a better understanding than anyone else of just how extraordinary their abilities were. Lee Geom-han … Read more
The man watching the confrontation between Lee Geomhan and Yong Ha-sang from the guest house was clearly Pyo Wol. Even though his hat was pulled down so low that only his mouth and chin were visible, Namgung Seol was convinced that it was Pyo Wol. The man with exceptionally red lips and a fine, sharp … Read more
He was eating alone when someone approached his table. “Grandmaster…Pyo?” The person who carefully addressed Pyo Wol was none other than Jo Seolpung. “Sit down!” “Right.” Jo Seolpung looked around carefully and took a seat in front of Pyo Wol. Pyo Wol casually lifted his hat and looked at Jo Seolpung. He looked a bit … Read more