Chapter: 1685
Flames suddenly leapt up from the back alley.�
People were running out into the street, screaming.
Pyo-wol reined in his horse and headed toward the direction of the flames.
When he arrived at the scene of the fire, his face hardened.
The place where thick smoke and intense flames were spurting out of was the same place Pyo-wol had visited this morning.
It was Jang Noya�s gambling den.
�What should we do?�
�Quick! Fetch some water!�
�How are we going to put it out?!�
People could only shuffle to their feet, but they were unable to muster the courage to put out the fire. The heat was so intense, making it impossible for them to even get close.
Pyo-wol tied his horse nearby and threw himself into Jang Noya�s gambling den, which was now engulfed in flames and smoke.
The heat inside the gambling den was so intense that he would have had trouble breathing if he had not protected himself with his inner qi.
Pyo-wol looked around, trying to find any signs of life inside the burning gambling hall. But, the only things he could see were lifeless bodies.
The bodies were half-burned, and showed clear signs of a sword wound. That alone made it clear that they had been killed with a sword strike.
Pyo-wol examined the other bodies.�
They were all in the same state.�
They were all killed with a single sword strike.�
And based on their wounds, it was clear that it was the work of a single person.
It was an incredibly frightening technique, capable of sending shivers down to one�s spine.
The culprit had killed all these people with a chillingly skillful and emotionless precision. To take a life so thoroughly, devoid of any human emotion was by no means an easy task.
It was a feat achievable only by those who lack human emotions, like Pyo-wol, could accomplish. Therefore, the person who killed these people in the gambling den was undoubtedly of the same kind as himself.
Pyo-wol went deeper into the gambling den.
There were more bodies in the depths of the gambling den, and like the other bodies, they were all killed with a single sword strike.
Pyo-wol found Jang Noya�s body among them.
Unlike the other bodies killed with a single sword strike, Jang Noya�s body was horribly mutilated. He was covered in deep wounds that clearly showed signs of torture.
Jang Noya�s eyes were wide open, as if he had suffered excruciating pain right up until the moment he took his last breathe.
Pyo-wol silently looked at Jang Noya�s body.�
His eyes were full of a deep, and indescribable emotion.
Only after taking a closer look at Jang Noya�s wounds did Pyo-wol stood up again.�
The flames had already reached the area where he was at right now. Waiting any longer would only turn the situation dangerous, even for him. JrNovels.com
People were running out into the street, screaming.
Pyo-wol reined in his horse and headed toward the direction of the flames.
When he arrived at the scene of the fire, his face hardened.
The place where thick smoke and intense flames were spurting out of was the same place Pyo-wol had visited this morning.
It was Jang Noya�s gambling den.
�What should we do?�
�Quick! Fetch some water!�
�How are we going to put it out?!�
People could only shuffle to their feet, but they were unable to muster the courage to put out the fire. The heat was so intense, making it impossible for them to even get close.
Pyo-wol tied his horse nearby and threw himself into Jang Noya�s gambling den, which was now engulfed in flames and smoke.
The heat inside the gambling den was so intense that he would have had trouble breathing if he had not protected himself with his inner qi.
Pyo-wol looked around, trying to find any signs of life inside the burning gambling hall. But, the only things he could see were lifeless bodies.
The bodies were half-burned, and showed clear signs of a sword wound. That alone made it clear that they had been killed with a sword strike.
Pyo-wol examined the other bodies.�
They were all in the same state.�
They were all killed with a single sword strike.�
And based on their wounds, it was clear that it was the work of a single person.
It was an incredibly frightening technique, capable of sending shivers down to one�s spine.
The culprit had killed all these people with a chillingly skillful and emotionless precision. To take a life so thoroughly, devoid of any human emotion was by no means an easy task.
It was a feat achievable only by those who lack human emotions, like Pyo-wol, could accomplish. Therefore, the person who killed these people in the gambling den was undoubtedly of the same kind as himself.
Pyo-wol went deeper into the gambling den.
There were more bodies in the depths of the gambling den, and like the other bodies, they were all killed with a single sword strike.
Pyo-wol found Jang Noya�s body among them.
Unlike the other bodies killed with a single sword strike, Jang Noya�s body was horribly mutilated. He was covered in deep wounds that clearly showed signs of torture.
Jang Noya�s eyes were wide open, as if he had suffered excruciating pain right up until the moment he took his last breathe.
Pyo-wol silently looked at Jang Noya�s body.�
His eyes were full of a deep, and indescribable emotion.
Only after taking a closer look at Jang Noya�s wounds did Pyo-wol stood up again.�
The flames had already reached the area where he was at right now. Waiting any longer would only turn the situation dangerous, even for him. JrNovels.com
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