Chapter: 1311

The Sword Saint, Han Yucheon is one of the Three Saints along with the War Saint, Yeombul1 and the Wind Saint.2

The Sword Saint had only learned swordsmanship throughout his whole life.�

No other person in the world could dare to compare against him when it comes to swordsmanship.

He was the idol of swordsmen all over the world.�

His skill was so unrivaled that anyone who held a sword wanted to become like him.

So it is understandable that many of the warriors gathered at the Jin family were enthusiastic at Han Yucheon�s appearance.

Many warriors had come to help the Jin family, but this is the first time that a warrior at the level of Han Yucheon came.

Han Yucheon observed the expressions of the people around him.

Most of them harbor similar expressions.

A look of awe and fear.

He was all too familiar with these kinds of expressions.

After earning the nickname of the Sword Saint, people looked at him with such expressions wherever he went.

Han Yucheon was annoyed by such expressions.�

He didn�t want to come to a place where people gathered like this in the first place. It just didn�t suit his temper and character. But he had no choice but to come here.

�Won Ga-young!�

He was here to find out the truth about his disciple who returned as a cold corpse.

It didn�t matter if she hammered a nail into her heart and left, the fact that she was his disciple did not change.

The people gathered at the Jin family were mistaken.

They were under the illusion that Han Yucheon was here to help them. But in truth, Han Yucheon had no intention of doing that.

In the first place, he didn�t like the fact that his disciple went with Jin Geum-woo. She stuck around him only to end up in this situation. So he doesn�t like the Jin family.

What�s good about the family that had killed his disciple?

He found the warriors looking at him with expectant eyes pathetic. They were all oblivious to the reason why he came here.�

But not everyone was looking at him that way.

�That guy!�

Han Yucheon�s gaze was fixed on a certain person.

A man with a face prettier than a woman�s.

Only that man was looking at him with eyes that did not contain any emotion.

The moment Han Yucheon met his eyes, he felt an eerie feeling crept upon him.

It was as if his heart had been stabbed with an invisible knife.

It had been a long time since someone had made him feel this way. JrNovels.com