The Prison of No Return was a place operated with such a purpose.

The moment its secrets were leaked, its existence would lose its meaning and inevitably become a target of Jianghu.

Such a situation had to be prevented at all costs.

Seeing Gu Ja-hwang�s bewildered expression, Pyo-wol was certain that his suspicions were correct.

No matter how much he thought about it, the only group that could secretly run the Prison of No Return in Jianghu was the Kowloon Assassin Guild.�

They were steadily building their influence and power in the shadows, completely out of sight.

There was no telling how far their influence would extend.

Pyo-wol mumbled as he looked at Gu Ja-hwang,

�It must be fate.�

�What?�

�Seeing that we keep bumping into each other like this, I think we�re destined to fight each other.�

�What kind of crazy nonsense are you��

Roaaar!

Gu Ja-hwang unleashed his energy and launched a punch.

Whirlwind Strike.1

A destructive technique that maximizes damage by spinning qi.

As if to prove its power, the cave shook as if it was about to collapse any second.

Roaaang!

As the Whirlwind Strike hit the ground, a large pit formed and stalactites fell with a loud crash.

Its power was truly formidable.

However, Gu Ja-hwang�s expression was not very good.

Because he felt nothing in his hand.

Before he knew it, Pyo-wol had disappeared and was nowhere to be seen.

Despite dozens of torches illuminating every corner of the cave, not a trace nor even a shadow of Pyo-wol could be found.

The look in Gu Ja-hwang�s eyes deepened even more.

Only then did he recall that his opponent�s fundamental nature was that of an assassin.

Such a fight in the darkness was undoubtedly something Pyo-wol excelled at.

The torches illuminated every corner of the cave, but shadows still existed, and Pyo-wol used those shadows as cover.

He shouted,

�Everyone, watch your back! He will surely ambush!� JrNovels.com