Chapter: 614
That was the character and family background of Lim Kwon-ok set by Pyo-wol. And he acted according to the background and personality he had set.
There was no sense of incompatibility in the appearance of Pyo-wol.
The people who were with him learning the notes together looked at him with friendly eyes, while the courtesans even gave him flirtatious glances.
No one realized that Pyo-wol�s essence was an assassin. Because Pyo-wol managed to hide himself so thoroughly.
After the lecture, the band teacher called Pyo-wol,
�Lim Kwon-ok, try playing this song this time�
�Yes.�
Pyo-wol answered then began to play the zither.
Tongtatang!
Every time Pyo-wol flicked his finger, a mysterious sound rang out. The people learning the notes together closed their eyes and listened to Pyo-wol�s performance.
�As expected, you�re good.�
The band teacher smiled.
His performance wasn�t perfect, but it was still a good performance to listen to.
Considering that Pyo-wol had only been learning the zither for only a few months, it was a remarkable achievement.
When Pyo-wol finished the performance, the people applauded generously.�
�My friend, your skills are getting better day by day. Maybe this will make you the best musician in Sichuan in the future.�
�Young Master Lim! If it�s okay with you, why don�t you come and play at our brothel? With Brother Lim�s skill, you can definitely make a lot of money.�
Those who approached Pyo-wol each said a word of praise.
Among them, the seduction of the courtesans was explicit. However, Pyo-wol declined their offer with a soft smile.
�I�m sorry. I�m just learning it as a hobby. I�m scared of performing in front of others.�
�Oh, so humble too!�
When the courtesans saw Pyo-wol like that, they expressed their affection again.
In the end, Pyo-wol was able to find his freedom after listening to them for a long time. After that, Pyo-wol continued to work diligently in learning calligraphy, painting, and Go in turn.
When he returned to Red Villa after finishing all the work, it was already quite late at night.
As soon as Pyo-wol returned, he returned to his original face.�
Steward Go greeted him.
In Pyo-wol�s room, the two sat face to face.
[Here is what we collected today.]
The general handed a yellow booklet to Pyo-wol while writing a handwritten note. Since the scent of ink had not disappeared yet, it was clear that it had just been written.
Pyo-wol turned the booklet over without a word. JrNovels.com
There was no sense of incompatibility in the appearance of Pyo-wol.
The people who were with him learning the notes together looked at him with friendly eyes, while the courtesans even gave him flirtatious glances.
No one realized that Pyo-wol�s essence was an assassin. Because Pyo-wol managed to hide himself so thoroughly.
After the lecture, the band teacher called Pyo-wol,
�Lim Kwon-ok, try playing this song this time�
�Yes.�
Pyo-wol answered then began to play the zither.
Tongtatang!
Every time Pyo-wol flicked his finger, a mysterious sound rang out. The people learning the notes together closed their eyes and listened to Pyo-wol�s performance.
�As expected, you�re good.�
The band teacher smiled.
His performance wasn�t perfect, but it was still a good performance to listen to.
Considering that Pyo-wol had only been learning the zither for only a few months, it was a remarkable achievement.
When Pyo-wol finished the performance, the people applauded generously.�
�My friend, your skills are getting better day by day. Maybe this will make you the best musician in Sichuan in the future.�
�Young Master Lim! If it�s okay with you, why don�t you come and play at our brothel? With Brother Lim�s skill, you can definitely make a lot of money.�
Those who approached Pyo-wol each said a word of praise.
Among them, the seduction of the courtesans was explicit. However, Pyo-wol declined their offer with a soft smile.
�I�m sorry. I�m just learning it as a hobby. I�m scared of performing in front of others.�
�Oh, so humble too!�
When the courtesans saw Pyo-wol like that, they expressed their affection again.
In the end, Pyo-wol was able to find his freedom after listening to them for a long time. After that, Pyo-wol continued to work diligently in learning calligraphy, painting, and Go in turn.
When he returned to Red Villa after finishing all the work, it was already quite late at night.
As soon as Pyo-wol returned, he returned to his original face.�
Steward Go greeted him.
In Pyo-wol�s room, the two sat face to face.
[Here is what we collected today.]
The general handed a yellow booklet to Pyo-wol while writing a handwritten note. Since the scent of ink had not disappeared yet, it was clear that it had just been written.
Pyo-wol turned the booklet over without a word. JrNovels.com
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