Chapter: 1715
�That�s right.�
�Well, I guess we can get the information we needed now.�
Yul Ayeon smiled, revealing her white teeth.�
Pyo-wol looked at Yul Ayeon with deep and sunken eyes.
Tarha hadn�t beaten up Yoo Cheolgwang because he was worried about Pyo-wol nor because Yoo Cheolgwang had stained and messed up with his granddaughter�s clothes.
He just knew one simple truth� that the moment he beats a child, the parent will naturally come running. And it just so happens that Yoo Cheolgwang�s parents turned out to be a powerful figure in Haimen.
Creak!
Tarha pushed his chair out of the way and stood up.
He stretched his arms out wide and spoke to Yoo Il-seok.
�The one who had turned your son into a cripple is right in front of you. What will you do?�
In that instant, Yoo Il-seok�s jaw muscles twitched.
A dangerous scent emanated from the elderly man in front of him. Just catching a whiff of it was enough to send chills down his spine.
He regretted coming here without any prior information.
If he had known that his opponent would be this formidable, he would have never set foot in this place, even if it meant considering his son nonexistent.�
But regrets, no matter how fast, are always too late.
Now that he had come this far, he couldn�t afford to retreat and back down out of fear because of his opponent.�
He had a hundred men with him, and there were other Haimen residents watching him through the window.
If he were to do nothing and retreat here, everyone would look down on him. He knew all too well what will happen to those who were looked down upon in Jianghu.�
Yoo Il-seok barked out orders to his men,
�Attack!�
�Waaaah!�
As soon as his command fell, his subordinates rushed towards Tarha in a fearsome manner.
They mercilessly swung their weapons at Tarha.
Whoosh!
A large axe cut through the air, aiming to pierce through him. But none of the weapons managed to touch Tarha�s body.
Kwang!
With a sound resembling an explosion, the attackers were all forcefully pushed back.
Each and every condition of Yoo Il-seol�s defeated men were in horrible condition. All of them screamed in pain with their limbs bent in bizarre directions.
�Ugh!�
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�Well, I guess we can get the information we needed now.�
Yul Ayeon smiled, revealing her white teeth.�
Pyo-wol looked at Yul Ayeon with deep and sunken eyes.
Tarha hadn�t beaten up Yoo Cheolgwang because he was worried about Pyo-wol nor because Yoo Cheolgwang had stained and messed up with his granddaughter�s clothes.
He just knew one simple truth� that the moment he beats a child, the parent will naturally come running. And it just so happens that Yoo Cheolgwang�s parents turned out to be a powerful figure in Haimen.
Creak!
Tarha pushed his chair out of the way and stood up.
He stretched his arms out wide and spoke to Yoo Il-seok.
�The one who had turned your son into a cripple is right in front of you. What will you do?�
In that instant, Yoo Il-seok�s jaw muscles twitched.
A dangerous scent emanated from the elderly man in front of him. Just catching a whiff of it was enough to send chills down his spine.
He regretted coming here without any prior information.
If he had known that his opponent would be this formidable, he would have never set foot in this place, even if it meant considering his son nonexistent.�
But regrets, no matter how fast, are always too late.
Now that he had come this far, he couldn�t afford to retreat and back down out of fear because of his opponent.�
He had a hundred men with him, and there were other Haimen residents watching him through the window.
If he were to do nothing and retreat here, everyone would look down on him. He knew all too well what will happen to those who were looked down upon in Jianghu.�
Yoo Il-seok barked out orders to his men,
�Attack!�
�Waaaah!�
As soon as his command fell, his subordinates rushed towards Tarha in a fearsome manner.
They mercilessly swung their weapons at Tarha.
Whoosh!
A large axe cut through the air, aiming to pierce through him. But none of the weapons managed to touch Tarha�s body.
Kwang!
With a sound resembling an explosion, the attackers were all forcefully pushed back.
Each and every condition of Yoo Il-seol�s defeated men were in horrible condition. All of them screamed in pain with their limbs bent in bizarre directions.
�Ugh!�
�P-Please! S-Spare me!� JrNovels.com
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