Chapter: 1028
Every time they were hired, they always thought that particular commission might be their last. It would definitely not be an ordinary journey if the client needed to buy mercenaries.
In particular, the greater the distance, the more dangerous it was.
For that reason, the farther the mercenaries go, the more determined they were to give up their lives. But this time it was different. Despite the long trip, there were only a few threats.
There was no one among who did not know that the reason was because of Pyo-wol. Everyone thought the journey was easy thanks to Pyo-wol, except for one.�
The person who thought differently was a certain one-eyed mercenary.�
Hong Mugwang was a man who had both eyes intact before participating in this trip, but in his confrontation with Pyo-wol, lost one of his eyes. Sound less wind�
Hong Mugwang�s only remaining eyes were filled with anger towards Pyo-wol.
He knew he was no match against him, but he found it impossible to quench the grudge of losing one of his eyes.�
It�s just that Pyo-wol�s martial arts is so scary that he couldn�t show his resentment.
�Someday I will make him pay for taking my eye.�
Hong Mugwang gulped down his drink. His resentment against Pyo-wol was steadily growing.
Ko Il-pae frowned when he saw the appearance of Hong Mugwang.
�It�s dangerous.�
It�s not that he didn�t understand Hong Mugwang�s feelings. It�s just that his opponent was just too much. Pyo-wol was not something that Hong Mugwang could dare go against.
The power that Pyo-wol had shown so far was nothing short of fictitious.
Even if Hong Mugwang became several times stronger than he is now, it would still be impossible for him to deal with Pyo-wol.
If he makes a mistake, he could endanger not only himself but also the entire mercenary guild.
Ko Il-pae made up his mind to closely monitor Hong Mugwang.
While the two of them were immersed in their own thoughts, the door of the tavern opened and a group of people came in.
�Why did we decide to meet at a cheap tavern like this?�
�Sorry, Master! I didn�t know it was this kind of place. It�s all my fault!�
�Oh! My head hurts already.�
�After our meeting, we will move to another place.�
A man in his early to mid-40s and a boy in his late teens talked as they looked around the inside of the bar. Translated by soundlesswind
As Ko Il-pae quietly lifted his head and looked at them, a puzzled expression appeared on his face.
Both of them were wearing ten sky blue Taoist uniforms. They were also wearing swords with antique patterns engraved on their waists.
The pine tree pattern engraved on their sword was a sign that he was a disciple of a certain sect nearby.
�The Wudang sect.�
The Wudang sect.
It was one of the few sects that had been in Jianghu for the longest time after it was recognized by people. JrNovels.com
In particular, the greater the distance, the more dangerous it was.
For that reason, the farther the mercenaries go, the more determined they were to give up their lives. But this time it was different. Despite the long trip, there were only a few threats.
There was no one among who did not know that the reason was because of Pyo-wol. Everyone thought the journey was easy thanks to Pyo-wol, except for one.�
The person who thought differently was a certain one-eyed mercenary.�
Hong Mugwang was a man who had both eyes intact before participating in this trip, but in his confrontation with Pyo-wol, lost one of his eyes. Sound less wind�
Hong Mugwang�s only remaining eyes were filled with anger towards Pyo-wol.
He knew he was no match against him, but he found it impossible to quench the grudge of losing one of his eyes.�
It�s just that Pyo-wol�s martial arts is so scary that he couldn�t show his resentment.
�Someday I will make him pay for taking my eye.�
Hong Mugwang gulped down his drink. His resentment against Pyo-wol was steadily growing.
Ko Il-pae frowned when he saw the appearance of Hong Mugwang.
�It�s dangerous.�
It�s not that he didn�t understand Hong Mugwang�s feelings. It�s just that his opponent was just too much. Pyo-wol was not something that Hong Mugwang could dare go against.
The power that Pyo-wol had shown so far was nothing short of fictitious.
Even if Hong Mugwang became several times stronger than he is now, it would still be impossible for him to deal with Pyo-wol.
If he makes a mistake, he could endanger not only himself but also the entire mercenary guild.
Ko Il-pae made up his mind to closely monitor Hong Mugwang.
While the two of them were immersed in their own thoughts, the door of the tavern opened and a group of people came in.
�Why did we decide to meet at a cheap tavern like this?�
�Sorry, Master! I didn�t know it was this kind of place. It�s all my fault!�
�Oh! My head hurts already.�
�After our meeting, we will move to another place.�
A man in his early to mid-40s and a boy in his late teens talked as they looked around the inside of the bar. Translated by soundlesswind
As Ko Il-pae quietly lifted his head and looked at them, a puzzled expression appeared on his face.
Both of them were wearing ten sky blue Taoist uniforms. They were also wearing swords with antique patterns engraved on their waists.
The pine tree pattern engraved on their sword was a sign that he was a disciple of a certain sect nearby.
�The Wudang sect.�
The Wudang sect.
It was one of the few sects that had been in Jianghu for the longest time after it was recognized by people. JrNovels.com
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