Puboverbuck!
Continuous firing echoed inside the guest house.
“Keuk!”
“Hckk!”
At the same time, the men’s screams filled the room. The screams were from the same group of men who rushed to attack against Pyo-wol.
Small daggers were lodged in their shoulders and thighs. They tossed around on the floor, losing hold of their weapons. In an instant, about a dozen men were incapacitated by the throwing knives.
This was the moment when the Ghost Knives1 made its first appearance in the world. With just one hand movement, Pyo-wol accurately used the ten ghost knives on different opponents.
It was at a level that no one other than him could do.
“Ugh!”
“Where did he come from?”
There were ten more men still standing, but none of them dared to rush against Pyo-wol. At the appearance of such men, Seonha made a contemptuous expression without realizing it.
‘These useless guys…’
In comparison, the look that Seonha gave towards Pyo-wol was filled with ecstatic emotions. His face was handsome enough for her to be captivated, and he was also so strong that she had no choice but to aim for his heart.
‘If I can control that guy with my charm, it would benefit me much more than having a bunch of useless other guys like that.’’
After completing her calculations in an instant, Seonha approached Pyo-wol with an alluring expression.
“Pyo-wol!Look at the girl’s face and get rid of your anger. These people aren’t bad people. They just rushed wildly because they were worried about me.”
“People should always be responsible for what they do.”
“Yes, that’s a natural thing to say. So, why don’t I take the responsibility on their behalf instead?”
“You’re going to take responsibility?”
“Yes, I will.”
“Do you know what that means?”
“Of course, I know it well, but I don’t think you would be making an unreasonable request. Am I wrong?”
Seonha’s pitiful expression was enough to touch the hearts of the viewers.
“No, Woo Seonha! You can’t be put through such humiliation because of us.”
“Heuk! We’d rather fight for our lives!”
The men who saw the exchange between the two protested. Some were so resentful that they even shed tears. They thought that Seonha would make the sacrifice for them.
Pyo-wol quickly grasped such an atmosphere.
‘This is pretty good.’
Her face is pretty, and she thinks quickly. She knew how to make full use of her outstanding beauty and the situation she was in.
To the men of the Blue Moon Association who followed her, it would seem that she sacrificed herself on behalf of them, making them feel resentful. and to Pyo-wol, her demeanor, captivating her, was something that ordinary people could never imitate.
“What shall I do for you to forgive them? Just tell me. I will follow what you say.”
Seonha passed the decision to Pyo-Wol.
No matter what Pyo-wol decides on, she had an expression that she would obediently follow.
Pyo-wol gently waved his hand. In turn, the dozen throwing knives that were stuck in the men’s bodies were immediately recovered by Pyo-wol.
Seeing that, Seonha made an even more surprised expression.
It was because, in her eyes, Pyo-wol seemed to have unfolded the feast of the void.
The truth is, the ghost was recovered using Suhonsa, not the feast of the void, but Pyo-wol was not obligated to tell her that.
The ghost knives were then hidden in Pyo-wol’s belt.
Seeing Pyo-wol’s action made Seonha even more greedy.
‘I will do what I can.’
She made a more pitiful expression.
It was a look that could make any man’s heart fall. However, Pyo-wol, without a single change in expression, said,
“Leave.”
“Pardon?”
“If I need you, I will call you separately.”
“But–”
“Your face might be pretty, but you have bad hearing.”
At that moment, a look of embarrassment appeared on Seonha’s face. Because no one had ever lashed out at her like this. Pyo-Wol was the first person to treat her with such a cold attitude despite her beautiful appearance,
Seonha bit her lip without realizing it.
However, Pyo-wol did not care, walked passed her and approached the hostess.
“Where is my room?”
“Oh! Go out the back door and it’s the last room on the first floor of the annex. There are also no guests in the next room, so it should be quiet.”
The hostess responded quickly.
A cold sweat was running down her back.
She never dreamed that a man she thought only of as being handsome could be such a skilled warrior. All the people in the guesthouse were warriors who has quite a bit of influence and power in Chengdu, but no one dared to attack Pyo-wol.
They were overwhelmed by the presence of Pyo-wol.
Pyo-wol went into the room the hostess had told him, without even paying attention to those who fell to the floor and groaned in pain.
Seonha’s eyes fluttered as she looked at Pyo-wol’s back. She went out for herself and didn’t even pay attention to the men who had been beaten by Pyo-wol.
She gently bit his red lips.
‘Pyo-wol!’
* * *
Pyo-wol entered the room and lay on the bed without taking off his clothes.
He had caused a big scene, but he didn’t regret it. Because it wasn’t done out of a momentary impulse.
He was an assassin.
Assassins never move without thinking. Assassins were the type of people who would only be convinced with their move once they had finished making a detailed plan, constantly improving their weaknesses and reviewing it dozens of times.
So was Pyo-wol.
From the moment he heard that Seonha was connected to the Emei sect, his head started spinning at a frightening speed.
A plan that would have taken an ordinary assassin over several days or weeks was laid out in an instant.
‘Now all I have to do is wait.’
Pyo-wol lay on his arm pillow and stared at the ceiling.
The room was silent. No one approached the room where Pyo-wol was staying given the rumors that a scary warrior was holed up in his room.
Thanks to this, Pyo-wol was able to spend some quiet time.
The silence at night makes anyone think a lot.
This was also the case for Pyo-wol.
As he was alone in a dark room with no candles lit, countless thoughts came to his mind. And all those thoughts had a consistent flow.
Sarak! Sarak!
The slight noise from the outside interrupted Pyo-wol’s thoughts. It was a sound so subtle that it could never be heard unless that person was on the same level as Pyo-wol.
After a while, he heard the door open carefully. However, Pyo-wol did not rise and turned his head to look at the door.
Sreuk!
The door opened and someone entered slowly.
The beautiful woman who came into Pyo-wol’s room wearing a gorgeous dress was Seonha.
Seonha went out of the guest house together with the Blue Moon Association. However, after she parted ways with them, she secretly returned to the guest house.
In order to somehow convince Pyo-wol, she even threw her face away.
eEven though Seonha suddenly entered his room, Pyo-wol was not surprised. He already expected that she would behave like this after understanding the personality of Seonha.
Seonha cautiously approached Pyo-wol.
Pyo-wol raised his upper body and looked at her indifferently.
Their eyes met in the dark.
Pyo-wol’s eyes were a brilliant red in the dark. Seonha was captivated by the eyes of Pyo-wol.
“Pyo-wol, I have something to tell you.”
At that moment, Pyo-wol stood up. Seonha’s shoulders flinched. But Pyo-wol continued to approach her without hesitation. Seonha tried to hide her rapid breathing and spoke quickly.
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