Chapter: 1714
�Yes!�
Swoosh!
At that, the warriors simultaneously drew their weapons.
Bang!
They kicked open the doors of the inn with the same vigor just as Yoo Cheolgwang had done when he arrived. The hinges of the door, which had already been broken because of Yoo Cheolgwang�s initial maltreatment, completely collapsed.�
Yoo Il-seok surveyed the inside of the inn.
It didn�t take him long to find the man who had turned his son into a cripple. This was because most of the guests had already fled the moment they had sensed something was amiss.
Only three people remained on the first floor. They were all sitting at the same table.
The first person that caught Yoo Il-seok�s eyes was Pyo-wol, a man more beautiful than a woman.
As soon as his eyes laid on him, he understood why his son had his eyes turned upside down. With such looks, it wouldn�t be strange at all for his son to be attracted to a man and not a woman.�
Yoo Il-seok shifted his gaze and looked at the elderly man sitting across from Pyo-wol. He instinctively recognized the elderly man as the one who had turned his son into a cripple.�
Yoo Il-seok confidently approached the old man. The old man, Tarha, in return, turned his body to look at him.
Thump!
In that instant, Yoo Il-seok felt a shock that made his heart drop. He could already sense the immense strength hidden behind Tarha�s calm and sunken eyes.
Then with a smile that seemed to find the current situation amusing, Tarha looked at Yoo Il-seok and said,�
�Who are you?�
�I am Yoo Il-seok, the father of the child you just injured. I am also the head of the Red Bandana Association.�
Yoo Il-Seok mustered up the courage to answer.�
But Tarha�s reply struck him like a blow to the chest.
�Ah! So you�re the father of that wretched brat? How poorly you�ve raised him. He was utterly devoid of manners.�
�Is that why you crippled him?�
�Crippled? I was already being lenient towards him��
�What�s your identity, the old man?�
�Is that important?�
Tarha chuckled as he replied.�
Although the room was filled with a hundred warriors, Tarha showed no signs of being intimidated.�
The same was true for Tarha�s granddaughter, Yul Ayeon.�
She didn�t even look at Yoo Il-seok. She completely ignored him and just continued sipping her drink.
Yul Ayeon set her glass down and asked Pyo-wol,
�You said that the best way to get information is from the leaders in the area, right?� JrNovels.com
Swoosh!
At that, the warriors simultaneously drew their weapons.
Bang!
They kicked open the doors of the inn with the same vigor just as Yoo Cheolgwang had done when he arrived. The hinges of the door, which had already been broken because of Yoo Cheolgwang�s initial maltreatment, completely collapsed.�
Yoo Il-seok surveyed the inside of the inn.
It didn�t take him long to find the man who had turned his son into a cripple. This was because most of the guests had already fled the moment they had sensed something was amiss.
Only three people remained on the first floor. They were all sitting at the same table.
The first person that caught Yoo Il-seok�s eyes was Pyo-wol, a man more beautiful than a woman.
As soon as his eyes laid on him, he understood why his son had his eyes turned upside down. With such looks, it wouldn�t be strange at all for his son to be attracted to a man and not a woman.�
Yoo Il-seok shifted his gaze and looked at the elderly man sitting across from Pyo-wol. He instinctively recognized the elderly man as the one who had turned his son into a cripple.�
Yoo Il-seok confidently approached the old man. The old man, Tarha, in return, turned his body to look at him.
Thump!
In that instant, Yoo Il-seok felt a shock that made his heart drop. He could already sense the immense strength hidden behind Tarha�s calm and sunken eyes.
Then with a smile that seemed to find the current situation amusing, Tarha looked at Yoo Il-seok and said,�
�Who are you?�
�I am Yoo Il-seok, the father of the child you just injured. I am also the head of the Red Bandana Association.�
Yoo Il-Seok mustered up the courage to answer.�
But Tarha�s reply struck him like a blow to the chest.
�Ah! So you�re the father of that wretched brat? How poorly you�ve raised him. He was utterly devoid of manners.�
�Is that why you crippled him?�
�Crippled? I was already being lenient towards him��
�What�s your identity, the old man?�
�Is that important?�
Tarha chuckled as he replied.�
Although the room was filled with a hundred warriors, Tarha showed no signs of being intimidated.�
The same was true for Tarha�s granddaughter, Yul Ayeon.�
She didn�t even look at Yoo Il-seok. She completely ignored him and just continued sipping her drink.
Yul Ayeon set her glass down and asked Pyo-wol,
�You said that the best way to get information is from the leaders in the area, right?� JrNovels.com
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