“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
Rumors about Lee Geom-han had spread beyond the shores of Poyang Lake, engulfing the entire Kangho. Day after day, Lee Geom-han challenged the martial artists of the Golden Heavenly Hall. And the results were a series of consecutive victories. Even the most prominent experts and masters within the Golden Heavenly Hall were forced to kneel … Read more
Gong Sun-Hwan, also known as the Scholar of Martial Arts, was a martial artist affiliated with the Golden Heavenly Hall. Given his exceptional talent since childhood, it was only natural that he joined the Golden Heavenly Hall. Despite the word ‘Scholar’ in his nickname, he was far from an ordinary pen-pusher. His single-stroke calligraphy technique, … Read more
Pyo Wol gazed at the door through which Lee Geomhan had left. Sounds of a heated argument between Lee Geomhan and Namgung Seol briefly filled the air, before disappearing. The presence of the warriors surrounding the inn also faded away. “It worked out well.” Pyo Wol muttered in a soft voice as he rose from … Read more
The aftermath of the Unmado riverboat massacre was devastating. So much so, in fact, the Golden Heavenly Hall and the Silver Lotus Hall momentarily halted their strife, proclaiming an investigation into the incident. This brought peace, albeit temporary, to the shores of Poyang lake, But the depressed public mood remained menacing. People treated martial artists … Read more
Whoosh! The Unmado Riverboat was burning. There was not a single living soul aboard the massive Unmado River boat. The martial artists of the Ghost Fleet had slaughtered everyone aboard the Unmado Riverboat. To ensure there were no survivors, they searched twice, thrice, and executed anyone they found. It wasn’t just men they killed. All … Read more
Hwang Cheol had devoted thirty years of his life to working on the boat. “It took him twenty years, from his humble beginnings as a deckhand on the Unmado riverboat, to serving as a lowly sailor, and then getting his own ship. He became the captain of a large Unmado riverboat with the support of … Read more