Chapter: 328
�But in the end, we don�t even know his name.�
Yong Seol-ran sighed and looked around.
In the confrontation between the two factions, all the people nearby came out to watch.�
Most of the eyes contained fear and curiosity at the same time. However, there was a pair of eyes that felt like her chest was pierced like a dagger.
Yong Seol-ran looked in the direction where she felt the gaze. But she didn�t see any strange eyes.�
�Was I mistaken?�
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�Her senses are sharp as ever.�
Pyo-wol, who disappeared from the crowd, softened his eyes.
It was the first time he saw Yong Seol-rang in seven years. It was a face he couldn�t forget, even if he tried to forget it. Because it was engraved so deeply.
Yong Seol-ran and Jeonghwa.
Both of them were people who had entered the underground cave after chasing Pyo-wol. Of course, the impression was bound to remain strong.
He heard from Seolha that the two had entered the city, but seeing them with his own eyes like this was different.
The same was true of the martial artists of the Qingcheng sect.
Although Cheong-yeob and Cheongsan were not the warriors who participated at the time, the reason that they were disciples of the Qingcheng sect alone was enough to attract Pyo-wol�s interest.
Pyo-wol left the seat quietly after imprinting the faces of the Qingcheng sect and Emei sect as they confronted each other in his mind one by one.
They were fighting sharply as if they were going to fight right away, but he knew that it was only for show. To make them really fight, they needed a proper spark.
�Still, it�s not a bad start.�
Both sides still have quite a few giants.
All of the great disciples of the Qingcheng sect and the Emei sect were among the most prominent in Jianghu.
If he can keep the fire bigger, he will be able to lure out all the humans who are still hiding in the mountains.
Pyo-wol came back to the guesthouse, organizing his thoughts. However, an unexpected person was waiting for him in the guest cup.
�Heo Ranju!�
It was Heo Ranju who wore clothes that showed off her breasts and voluptuous body. However, it was not only Heo Ranju who was waiting for him.
There was a man with a strong impression, who seemed to be in his mid to late forties, with Daoshi Goh.
When Pyo-wol came into the guest house, Heo Ranju stood up and greeted him.
�Where are you coming from like that? We had waited a long time.�
Heo Ranju smiled bashfully. It was a bright smile, as if she had been captivated by Pyo-wol.
Pyo-wol looked at her without saying a word, then shifted his gaze to a man in his mid to late forties.
He gave off a similar atmosphere with Heo Ranju. He felt the wildness that only those who lived roughly and freely could exude. JrNovels.com