Chapter: 1845
As someone casually uttered those words, everyone in the room nodded their heads as if in agreement with the offhand remark.
As Pyo-wol sat down, the inn servant quickly came over to his side.
�Were you able to sleep comfortably last night?�
�It was fine.�
�I�m glad to hear that, hehe!�
The inn servant smiled brightly.
He was already friendly and kind yesterday, but he seemed even more so today.
This was because he had witnessed how Pyo-wol defeated Tang Ik-gi yesterday.
For Tang Ik-gi, it might have been an unforgettable humiliation, but for the inn servant, it was a sight that would remain as a lifelong pride.
The way Pyo-wol subdued and defeated Tang Ik-gi within a few moves, even exuding a presence that surpassed even the most powerful masters of the Golden Heaven Society, was still deeply imprinted in his mind.
Just looking at Pyo-wol seemed to make his heart bloom with grandeur.
�You need to eat, right?�
�Yes.�
�Hehe, wait here for a bit. The chef has prepared a special dish for you.�
�A special dish?�
�Yes! It�s a dish that the chef only serves to esteemed guests, and everyone who tasted it said that the dish has heavenly taste.��
The inn servant�s face was filled with pride.
Pyo-wol nodded.
He didn�t have any particular preference for food nor did he have a gourmet nature, but he saw no reason to refuse someone else�s hospitality.
The inn servant quickly poured warm tea into the cup in front of Pyo-wol.
�For the meantime, enjoy this tea while you wait. I�ll be right back.�
After placing the tea kettle on the table, Jum Soi swiftly dashed into the kitchen.
Left alone, Pyo-wol looked out the window.
He was aware that the guests inside the restaurant were stealing glances at him, but he didn�t pay much attention to it.
He knew well how his splendid appearance captivated people�s gazes, and he had become accustomed to such situations.
Now, the fleeting glances from people didn�t bother him, nor did they feel burdensome.
People only glanced at Pyo-wol secretly, like sneaky cats. No one actually approached him to speak.
Thanks to that, Pyo-wol can peacefully stare out the window, enjoying the panoramic view of Lake Tai while he waits for his food to be served.
The surface of Lake Tai, bathed in the morning sunlight, sparkled like jewels, and above it were fishermen who had set out their nets since dawn, busy pulling it in.
The scene was beautiful, like a painting.
To those who were accustomed to such landscapes, it would be just another part of their daily routine, but to Pyo-wol, it evoked a strange feeling.
Being raised as an assassin had robbed him of his basic human emotions, leaving him devoid of any empathy and unresponsive to external stimuli.
Pyo-wol himself knew that fact well. However, the four months he had spent on Tianzhongshan brought about a great change in him.
The change wasn�t limited to mere martial accomplishments or deepening of his skills. Something had changed within his mind as well.
Now, he was able to look at these landscapes not with an indifferent gaze, but with eyes filled with inspiration.
The beautiful landscape led him into a world of contemplation.
For a martial artist who had reached a high level of cultivation like Pyo-wol, moments of contemplation like this were extremely precious.�
After all, it could become a catalyst for unexpected insights.
However, at that moment, there was a voice that disturbed his contemplation.
�Isn�t it beautiful?�
Although the voice was soft and considerate, it shattered Pyo-wol�s thoughts like glass falling on the ground.
Pyo-wol�s brows furrowed slightly as he looked at the owner of the voice.�
A woman, dressed extravagantly, was smiling at him.
There were over a dozen pieces of accessories pinned to her elaborately styled hair. The accessories, painstakingly crafted by artisans, were so beautiful that their value could not be measured. But, what was truly beautiful more than anything was the woman�s face itself.
The presence before his eyes proved how beautiful a woman could become as long as she put her heart into adorning herself.
The woman, who had a seductive smile on her face as she looked at Pyo-wol was Eum Yujeong. JrNovels.com
As Pyo-wol sat down, the inn servant quickly came over to his side.
�Were you able to sleep comfortably last night?�
�It was fine.�
�I�m glad to hear that, hehe!�
The inn servant smiled brightly.
He was already friendly and kind yesterday, but he seemed even more so today.
This was because he had witnessed how Pyo-wol defeated Tang Ik-gi yesterday.
For Tang Ik-gi, it might have been an unforgettable humiliation, but for the inn servant, it was a sight that would remain as a lifelong pride.
The way Pyo-wol subdued and defeated Tang Ik-gi within a few moves, even exuding a presence that surpassed even the most powerful masters of the Golden Heaven Society, was still deeply imprinted in his mind.
Just looking at Pyo-wol seemed to make his heart bloom with grandeur.
�You need to eat, right?�
�Yes.�
�Hehe, wait here for a bit. The chef has prepared a special dish for you.�
�A special dish?�
�Yes! It�s a dish that the chef only serves to esteemed guests, and everyone who tasted it said that the dish has heavenly taste.��
The inn servant�s face was filled with pride.
Pyo-wol nodded.
He didn�t have any particular preference for food nor did he have a gourmet nature, but he saw no reason to refuse someone else�s hospitality.
The inn servant quickly poured warm tea into the cup in front of Pyo-wol.
�For the meantime, enjoy this tea while you wait. I�ll be right back.�
After placing the tea kettle on the table, Jum Soi swiftly dashed into the kitchen.
Left alone, Pyo-wol looked out the window.
He was aware that the guests inside the restaurant were stealing glances at him, but he didn�t pay much attention to it.
He knew well how his splendid appearance captivated people�s gazes, and he had become accustomed to such situations.
Now, the fleeting glances from people didn�t bother him, nor did they feel burdensome.
People only glanced at Pyo-wol secretly, like sneaky cats. No one actually approached him to speak.
Thanks to that, Pyo-wol can peacefully stare out the window, enjoying the panoramic view of Lake Tai while he waits for his food to be served.
The surface of Lake Tai, bathed in the morning sunlight, sparkled like jewels, and above it were fishermen who had set out their nets since dawn, busy pulling it in.
The scene was beautiful, like a painting.
To those who were accustomed to such landscapes, it would be just another part of their daily routine, but to Pyo-wol, it evoked a strange feeling.
Being raised as an assassin had robbed him of his basic human emotions, leaving him devoid of any empathy and unresponsive to external stimuli.
Pyo-wol himself knew that fact well. However, the four months he had spent on Tianzhongshan brought about a great change in him.
The change wasn�t limited to mere martial accomplishments or deepening of his skills. Something had changed within his mind as well.
Now, he was able to look at these landscapes not with an indifferent gaze, but with eyes filled with inspiration.
The beautiful landscape led him into a world of contemplation.
For a martial artist who had reached a high level of cultivation like Pyo-wol, moments of contemplation like this were extremely precious.�
After all, it could become a catalyst for unexpected insights.
However, at that moment, there was a voice that disturbed his contemplation.
�Isn�t it beautiful?�
Although the voice was soft and considerate, it shattered Pyo-wol�s thoughts like glass falling on the ground.
Pyo-wol�s brows furrowed slightly as he looked at the owner of the voice.�
A woman, dressed extravagantly, was smiling at him.
There were over a dozen pieces of accessories pinned to her elaborately styled hair. The accessories, painstakingly crafted by artisans, were so beautiful that their value could not be measured. But, what was truly beautiful more than anything was the woman�s face itself.
The presence before his eyes proved how beautiful a woman could become as long as she put her heart into adorning herself.
The woman, who had a seductive smile on her face as she looked at Pyo-wol was Eum Yujeong. JrNovels.com
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