Chapter: 1376
Un-hae scolded Seong-un as if he were still alive.
He tried to regain his composure and didn�t speak for a while.
When he calmed down to some extent, he carefully examined the wound on the back of Seong-un�s neck. He took out a silver acupuncture needle from his bosom and stabbed it all over Seong-un�s body.
Only the silver needle stabbed on the nose and neck area of Seong-un�s body had turned black. The rest of the needles remained unchanged.�
Seongam stood by and watched Un-hae conduct an autopsy.
After examining the body carefully, Un-hae carefully laid Seong-un�s body back down.
�How is it, Senior Brother?�
Seongam could not stand it any longer and asked.
�It�s true that he was killed by an assassin. Judging by the concentration of poison in his nose and mouth, the poison must have gone through his respiratory system.�
�Poison?�
�Yes. The poison is not actually strong enough to take his life. It�s just enough to distract him for a moment.�
�Then the assassin must have attacked Senior Brothen when he was disoriented.�
�That�s right. The wound looks light, but all the arteries are cut off. It�s a technique that pursues extreme efficiency. Assassins mostly use this type of techniques.�
�Assassin!�
Seongam bit his teeth.
Killing intent flashed in his eyes.
Seongam�s gaze turned to Bo-kyeong.
�Who is it?�
�W-What?�
�I heard there�s an assassin in the Jin family? Who is it?�
�Pyo� It�s Pyo-wol.�
�Pyo-wol?�
Seongam gnashed his teeth.
�Don�t act rashly. We have no proof that he killed Seong-un.�
Un-hae tried to calm Seongam, but his voice didn�t reach Seongam.
* * *
Seuk! Seuk!
Pyo-wol painstakingly sharpened his phantom dagger on a whetstone.
The blade wasn�t cracked or broken, but it�s quite damaged. He had used it quite frequently after all. If Tang Sochu hadn�t made the daggers with special care, it would have been destroyed right away.
Each time Pyo-wol grinded the blade on the whetstone, the dull blade slowly sharpens. Since he had ten pieces of phantom daggers, it would take him quite a bit of time to clean them all.� JrNovels.com
He tried to regain his composure and didn�t speak for a while.
When he calmed down to some extent, he carefully examined the wound on the back of Seong-un�s neck. He took out a silver acupuncture needle from his bosom and stabbed it all over Seong-un�s body.
Only the silver needle stabbed on the nose and neck area of Seong-un�s body had turned black. The rest of the needles remained unchanged.�
Seongam stood by and watched Un-hae conduct an autopsy.
After examining the body carefully, Un-hae carefully laid Seong-un�s body back down.
�How is it, Senior Brother?�
Seongam could not stand it any longer and asked.
�It�s true that he was killed by an assassin. Judging by the concentration of poison in his nose and mouth, the poison must have gone through his respiratory system.�
�Poison?�
�Yes. The poison is not actually strong enough to take his life. It�s just enough to distract him for a moment.�
�Then the assassin must have attacked Senior Brothen when he was disoriented.�
�That�s right. The wound looks light, but all the arteries are cut off. It�s a technique that pursues extreme efficiency. Assassins mostly use this type of techniques.�
�Assassin!�
Seongam bit his teeth.
Killing intent flashed in his eyes.
Seongam�s gaze turned to Bo-kyeong.
�Who is it?�
�W-What?�
�I heard there�s an assassin in the Jin family? Who is it?�
�Pyo� It�s Pyo-wol.�
�Pyo-wol?�
Seongam gnashed his teeth.
�Don�t act rashly. We have no proof that he killed Seong-un.�
Un-hae tried to calm Seongam, but his voice didn�t reach Seongam.
* * *
Seuk! Seuk!
Pyo-wol painstakingly sharpened his phantom dagger on a whetstone.
The blade wasn�t cracked or broken, but it�s quite damaged. He had used it quite frequently after all. If Tang Sochu hadn�t made the daggers with special care, it would have been destroyed right away.
Each time Pyo-wol grinded the blade on the whetstone, the dull blade slowly sharpens. Since he had ten pieces of phantom daggers, it would take him quite a bit of time to clean them all.� JrNovels.com
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