Pyo-wol was indeed watching him from behind the tent�s curtain.�

The strong aura Gu Ja-hwang exuded had stirred Pyo-wol up. So, Pyo-wol unknowingly channeled qi into his gaze, and Gu Ja-hwang did not miss this subtle change and detected it.

He possessed an animal-like sense.

It was certain that if Pyo-wol had been slightly late in leaving the tent, his whereabouts would have been exposed.

Pyo-wol walked to a spot where Gu Ja-hwang�s senses could not reach and thought,

�This place is a prison.�

It was unclear when exactly this place had been converted into a prison.

Even the Hao clan, which was said to have the greatest information network in the Jianghu, did not know about this place.

This meant that this place was a closely guarded secret.

Even if Mount Longhu has long been deserted, it would have been impossible to maintain such a thorough secret without the protection of a great power.�

The question was which great power was protecting this place.

Pyo-wol realized that the matter was far more complicated than he first thought.�

It was chilling to know that such sordid activities were taking place beneath the peaceful surface of Jianghu, yet most if not all martial artists remain unaware of it.�

It was clear that Hong Yushin was imprisoned here somewhere.

Finding him comes first and foremost than anything.�

Pyo-wol looked around sharply.

In addition to the area he had followed Hwang Ak-chu into earlier, there were countless cave systems and structures. Most of them were naturally formed, with long stalactites hanging from the ceiling.

Just like the cave where Pyo-wol had been imprisoned before, it was clear that these caves had been converted into a prison using the natural terrain.

Pyo-wol�s gaze traveled to the other side of the cave, opposite where So Gyeoksan was held. That side was also blocked by an iron gate.

Pyo-wol approached the iron gate.

The iron gate had a large padlock on it.

The lock, the size of an adult man�s torso, could not be opened without a specific key. It was for this reason that the warriors guarding the place did not need to set up additional guards and left the area unattended.

Pyo-wol fiddled with the lock for a moment before pulling out a phantom dagger.

He inserted the phantom dagger into the lock hole and gently moved it around. He used the phantom dagger as a substitute for a key.

While a lock like this might be able to prevent other martial artists from entering, it was impossible to prevent an expert assassin like Pyo-wol.�

Even the ones who first set up this prison probably never imagined an expert assassin like Pyo-wol would infiltrate.�

Click!

Pyo-wol easily picked the lock and entered.

The cave was pitch black inside.�

In such an environment where it was difficult to even take a single step without a torch to light the way, Pyo-wol walked forward without hesitation.� JrNovels.com