Chapter: 232
Geum Si-yeon understood what Yu Jin-san meant. She was also nervous while Pyo-wol was staying at the Red Sky Pavilion.�Even now, both her mind and body were a mess.
Fortunately, things went well.
She comforted Yu Jin-san.
�You did well. Your quick and good judgment saved the Cheongok-gwan.�
�I think it�s time to for me to retire. The god of death was right in front of me and yet I didn�t recognize it.�
�You�re right about that.�
�That�s comforting. Where do you think his next destination is?�
�How would I know that? But I know one thing.�
�What is it?�
�That a terrifying killer has appeared in Jianghu.�
�Huuu�I feel the same way. Where did such a person even come from? Sooner or later, Jianghu will be turned upside down.�
�Will you inform the other sects?�
�Why would I tell them?�
�They�re the the sects of Sichuan that��
�Will they even listen to me? They�ll just be ridiculing us saying it�s mere nonsense from the villagers in the countryside. One humiliation is enough.�
Yu Jin-san shook his head and looked in the direction where Pyo-wol disappeared.
�They have to experience it themselves to learn a lesson.�
After leaving Batang, Pyo-wol walked through the east towards Guangdong.�
All the cities in Sichuan Province were connected to Chengdu. Chengdu was the center of the gathering of the inner culture of Sichuan.
The destination of Pyo-wol was Chengdu.
He was thinking of going to Chengdu to learn about the Qingcheng and the Emei sect.
Seven years have already passed, but Pyo-wol never forgot his resentment against them even for a single moment.
He could choose to live in a quiet place. After all, it has already been seven years. No one would have an issue about it since they know that Pyo-wol was already buried. Pyo-wol was already a forgotten man in the world.
If he just stayed still, it�s possible for him to live in peace.�
But Pyo-wol couldn�t do that.
The world may have forgotten him, but he never forgot his past.
For fourteen years, he was locked in darkness and had to live a life that was inferior to that of a human being. Such a past was not something that could be easily forgotten.
Pyo-wol was well aware that if he did not shake off the past, he would not be able to take even a single step toward the future.
But Pyo-wol is not the kind of person who forgets his grudges.
From the moment he was kidnapped by the Blood Shadow Group and forcibly turned into an assassin, he never forgot his grievances, not even for a single day. JrNovels.com