Chapter: 393

Cheong Yeob tilted his head. Because it was the first time he had ever heard such a name. However, Cheong Yeob continued talking without panicking.

�Okay. Pyo-wol! Why did you hide like a stray cat at this midnight hour?�

�There is no one who sneaks in at night and comes with a good purpose. The same goes for me.�

�I asked a stupid question.� The one who comes is not good, the one who is good will not come.3�

Cheong Yeob�s expression stiffened.

�I ask one last question. Did you possibly kill the young master of the Thunder Clan?�

�That�s right.�

�So it was you. Could I possibly know why you killed him?�

�To attract the attention of the Qingcheng sect.�

Pyo-wol answered meekly. He knew the reason why Cheong Yeob was talking like this was to get stall for as much time as possible.

It didn�t matter though.�

Because Pyo-wol already suppressed all the soldiers who were already guarding the annex.

Cheong Yeob gave him a suspicious look.

�Have you ever had a Bon school and Eun Won? Why are you bringing the Qingcheng sect?�

�I have a grudge on both the Qingcheng sect and Emei sect.�

�Emei? If that�s the case then it must be your fault that a disciple of the Emei sect died.�

�That�s right.�

Pyo-wol gently nodded his head. Cheong Yeob�s expression darkened.

He was wasting time by talking to Pyo-wol, but still, no disciple from outside came running. It meant that Pyo-wol completely took over the space.

Cheong Yeob said, secretly raising his internal energy.

�A person who has a grudge against both the Qingcheng sect and Emei sect. I don�t think there was such a person. Can you tell me who you really are?�

�I�m an assassin.�

�Assassin?�

�It doesn�t seem like you remember. Anyway, because of the Emei sect, I was raised as an assassin, and became the public enemy of the Qingcheng sect.�

�Are you talking about what happened seven years ago?�

�I guess you still remembered. It seems you�re not that stupid.�

�Then you are the assassin who killed Woo Gunsang.�

�Yes.�

Pyo-wol nodded his head. A cold smile hung on his lips.�

In comparison, Cheong Yeob�s expression hardened even more. Because it reminded him of that day seven years ago. JrNovels.com