Chapter: 1912
The elderly man�s blood-red robes and disheveled hair remained undisturbed even in the rain. His sunken eyes deeply embedded in his hooked nose also added to his gloomy appearance.
The old man�s gaze suddenly met Pyo-wol�s.�
In that moment,� the old man�s eyes gleamed.
When the old man tapped the ground, the waves rushing towards him came to an abrupt halt. And the surface of the water swelled up like a tidal wave.
Amidst the swelled up water, there flickered a pair of enormous red eyes.
Something colossal existed beneath the surface, and the old man was stepping on its head as he made his way across the lake.
Hiss! Hiss!
Upon seeing the massive entity being stepped on by the old man, Gwiya let out a soft whistling sound without pause.�
The colossal being the old man was stepping on also looked at Gwiya.
At that moment, when he saw the vertically split pair of enormous eyes, Pyo-wol realized its true identity.
�Jiaolong?�1
A massive serpent that failed to become a dragon.
It was a creature that was only mentioned in legends.
It was Pyo-wol�s first time seeing such a creature in person.�
Only the creature�s two eyes and head emerged above the surface of the water. But even then, it was larger than the combined height of three dozen people.�
It was difficult to imagine how large the creature�s submerged portion beneath the water�s surface was.�
The old man, riding the Jaiolong, murmured as he looked at Pyo-wol,�
�You saw me, huh? An interesting lad.�
The old man�s voice echoed loudly in Pyo-wol�s ears, like thunder. But the other people in the inn continued talking amongst themselves, unbothered as if they hadn�t heard him.
Even with such a colossal water dragon outside the window, it seemed like no one could see it.�
�Is he using a technique that interferes with the senses?��
Pyo-wol�s expression turned sullen.
In contrast, the old man�s mouth curled into an eerie smile.
Pyo-wol stood up from his seat and went outside the window, but not a single one of the guests in the inn paid him any attention. They just continued to talk amongst themselves.
Pyo-wol reaffirmed the fact that the old man was using some kind of technique.�
Swoosh!
The Jaiolong carrying the old man gradually approached Lake Tai�s First Pavilion, and the gigantic waves from earlier rose once again.
The Jaiolong lifted its head and raised the old man. As a result, the old man and Pyo-wol found themselves looking at each other at eye level.
�For you to see through the Invisibility Technique,2 it seems like you�re no ordinary fellow. What�s your name?�
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