Chapter: 340
His eyes weren�t wrong. It�s just that Pyo-wol�s stealth and assimilation skills were so good.
Pyo-wol never left, and even looked directly into Yang Woo-jeong�s eyes. Still, Yang Woo-jeong did not notice Pyo-wol�s existence at all.
Yang Woo-jeong went ahead with the plan, unaware that Pyo-wol was still watching.
�I did it.�
After some time had passed, Pyo-wol escaped.
Pyo-wol, who decided that there was nothing more to gain from Yang Woo-jeong, immediately returned to the guest house where he was staying.
In the guest house, Maun and his companions were still monitoring his room. However, they did not notice that Pyo-wol had returned from going out.
Pyo-wol organized his thoughts based on the information he had gathered overnight.
�The total number of men is three hundred and fifty, of which two hundred are cavalry. As cavalry, they are particularly good at fighting in an open place.�
The biggest benefit he got after spying on them was finding out that the Black Cloud Corps was on the same side as the Emei sect.
The fact that a prestigious sect, the Emei sect, chose to ally themselves with a group of rogues such as the Black Cloud Corps, meant that they were in a predicament.
Pyo-wol thought things were going to be fun.
It wasn�t his direct intention, but various circumstances intertwined, creating a situation that could not be predicted even one inch ahead.
Although this situation would not be desirable for sects such as the Qingcheng sect and the Emei sect, this kind of chaotic situation that could create various variables was very advantageous for the assassin Pyo-wol.
The atmosphere he wanted was ripening.
Now just throw the embers and they will explode on their own.
�Well, how come there is a person like that?�
Maun frowned and looked at Pyo-wol, who was eating alone on the first floor of the restaurant.
For the past four days, Pyo-wol has only been in the room except for meals.
There was still something he couldn�t figure out even if he listened closely to what was going on in the room, but his heart wasn�t as stuffy as it used to be.
Because the fact that Pyo-wol was in the room didn�t change.
�I don�t understand. To stay in a room with a face like that. If it were me, I would have seduced a girl who passed by and went to my bedroom. Is there a girl who won�t fall over if I have a face like that?�
Pyo-wol had a very handsome face that even a man could appreciate. No, he had an atmosphere that could not be expressed by simply calling him handsome.
It�s a glamorous atmosphere that seems to attract people just by looking at him.
In fact, among the women who came to eat at the guest house, there were many who talked to Pyo-wol.
All of them, with their faces blushing, twisted their bodies and handed a letter to Pyo-wol.
Pyo-wol was good to them. He didn�t say a word of dislike. He just stared at them indifferently. Nevertheless, the women liked that they received the attention of Pyo-wol.
Such a scene was repeated several times, to the point that Maun had a stomach ache.
Maun�s face wasn�t too bad either. He thought he belonged to a pretty decent category. But when he spoke to the women, they were often frightened and ran away as if he had a plague.
No woman ever showed him a warm smile, or at least not sent him contemptible glances enough to make him feel good. JrNovels.com
Pyo-wol never left, and even looked directly into Yang Woo-jeong�s eyes. Still, Yang Woo-jeong did not notice Pyo-wol�s existence at all.
Yang Woo-jeong went ahead with the plan, unaware that Pyo-wol was still watching.
�I did it.�
After some time had passed, Pyo-wol escaped.
Pyo-wol, who decided that there was nothing more to gain from Yang Woo-jeong, immediately returned to the guest house where he was staying.
In the guest house, Maun and his companions were still monitoring his room. However, they did not notice that Pyo-wol had returned from going out.
Pyo-wol organized his thoughts based on the information he had gathered overnight.
�The total number of men is three hundred and fifty, of which two hundred are cavalry. As cavalry, they are particularly good at fighting in an open place.�
The biggest benefit he got after spying on them was finding out that the Black Cloud Corps was on the same side as the Emei sect.
The fact that a prestigious sect, the Emei sect, chose to ally themselves with a group of rogues such as the Black Cloud Corps, meant that they were in a predicament.
Pyo-wol thought things were going to be fun.
It wasn�t his direct intention, but various circumstances intertwined, creating a situation that could not be predicted even one inch ahead.
Although this situation would not be desirable for sects such as the Qingcheng sect and the Emei sect, this kind of chaotic situation that could create various variables was very advantageous for the assassin Pyo-wol.
The atmosphere he wanted was ripening.
Now just throw the embers and they will explode on their own.
�Well, how come there is a person like that?�
Maun frowned and looked at Pyo-wol, who was eating alone on the first floor of the restaurant.
For the past four days, Pyo-wol has only been in the room except for meals.
There was still something he couldn�t figure out even if he listened closely to what was going on in the room, but his heart wasn�t as stuffy as it used to be.
Because the fact that Pyo-wol was in the room didn�t change.
�I don�t understand. To stay in a room with a face like that. If it were me, I would have seduced a girl who passed by and went to my bedroom. Is there a girl who won�t fall over if I have a face like that?�
Pyo-wol had a very handsome face that even a man could appreciate. No, he had an atmosphere that could not be expressed by simply calling him handsome.
It�s a glamorous atmosphere that seems to attract people just by looking at him.
In fact, among the women who came to eat at the guest house, there were many who talked to Pyo-wol.
All of them, with their faces blushing, twisted their bodies and handed a letter to Pyo-wol.
Pyo-wol was good to them. He didn�t say a word of dislike. He just stared at them indifferently. Nevertheless, the women liked that they received the attention of Pyo-wol.
Such a scene was repeated several times, to the point that Maun had a stomach ache.
Maun�s face wasn�t too bad either. He thought he belonged to a pretty decent category. But when he spoke to the women, they were often frightened and ran away as if he had a plague.
No woman ever showed him a warm smile, or at least not sent him contemptible glances enough to make him feel good. JrNovels.com
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