Chapter 52

Fwip-fwip-fwip-fwip!

A series of sharp sounds echoed through the inn.

“Keuk!”

“Kuhup!”

At the same time, the screams of men filled the inn.

They were the screams of the men who had rushed at Pyo Wol. Small flying daggers were embedded in their shoulders and thighs.

In unexpected, excruciating pain, they dropped their weapons and rolled on the floor.

In an instant, a dozen men had been neutralized by the flying daggers.

It was the moment the Ghostly Rain revealed itself to the world for the first time.

With a single flick of his hand, he had accurately struck ten different opponents with ten Ghostly Rain daggers.

It was a level of skill no one else present could achieve.

“Ugh!”

“Where did a guy like that come from?”

There were still ten more men standing, but none of them dared to rush at Pyo Wol.

Seeing them, Woo Seonha unknowingly wore a contemptuous expression.

‘Useless things…’

In contrast, her gaze toward Pyo Wol was filled with unabashed enchantment.

His face was bewitchingly handsome, and his martial arts were supreme; she couldn’t help but lose her heart.

‘If I can wrap him around my little finger, it would be far more profitable than having dozens of those useless things.’

Having finished her calculations in an instant, Woo Seonha put on an alluring expression and approached Pyo Wol.

“Young Hero Pyo! For my sake, please calm your anger. These men are not bad people. They were just being aggressive out of concern for me.”

“A person must always take responsibility for their actions.”

“Yes! Of course. So, how about I take that responsibility in their stead?”

“You’ll take responsibility for them?”

“Yes! I will.”

“Do you even know what that means?”

“Of course, I know very well, but I believe Young Hero Pyo wouldn’t make an unreasonable request. Am I wrong?”

Woo Seonha’s sorrowful expression was enough to tug at the heartstrings of anyone who saw it.

“You mustn’t, Miss Woo! We can’t let you suffer such humiliation because of us.”

“Kuhuk! We’d rather fight for our lives.”

Seeing this, the men cried out.

Some were so moved by righteous indignation that they even shed tears.

They thought Woo Seonha was sacrificing herself for them.

Pyo Wol grasped the atmosphere in an instant.

‘Quite impressive.’

Not only was her face beautiful, but her mind was also quick.

Cunning, perhaps? Woo Seonha knew how to make full use of her beauty and the situation she was in.

To the men of the Blue Moon Society who followed her, she showed a self-sacrificing side, stirring their righteous indignation, while to Pyo Wol, she showed a sorrowful side to enchant him. Her conduct was something an ordinary person could never imitate.

“What must I do for you to forgive them? Just tell me. I will follow your command.”

Woo Seonha passed the ball to Pyo Wol’s court.

Her expression said she would follow whatever decision he made.

Just then, Pyo Wol casually waved his hand. The dozen or so flying daggers embedded in the men’s bodies returned to Pyo Wol’s hand in sequence.

At this sight, Woo Seonha’s expression grew even more surprised.

In her eyes, it looked as if Pyo Wol had performed the special technique of Psychokinesis.

In truth, it wasn’t Psychokinesis but the Soul Restraining Thread he used to retrieve the Ghostly Rain daggers, but Pyo Wol was under no obligation to tell her that.

The Ghostly Rain daggers disappeared into Pyo Wol’s belt.

Seeing this, Woo Seonha’s desire grew even stronger.

‘I will definitely make him bend to my will.’

She put on an even more sorrowful expression.

It was a look that would make any man’s heart drop. But Pyo Wol, without any change in his expression, spoke indifferently.

“Go away!”

“Pardon?”

“I’ll call you separately if I need you, so go.”

“But…”

“Your face is quite pretty, but your hearing seems to be bad.”

For a moment, a look of bewilderment crossed Woo Seonha’s face. No one had ever hurled such harsh words at her before.

Pyo Wol was the first person to react with such a cold attitude despite her attempts at seduction.

Woo Seonha unknowingly bit her lip. But Pyo Wol paid her no mind and walked past her to the inn’s proprietress.

“Where is my room?”

“Ah! Go out the back door, it’s the last room on the first floor of the annex. Th-the room next to it is empty, so you’ll be able to stay quietly.”

The proprietress answered hastily.

Cold sweat was trickling down her spine.

She never dreamed that the man she thought was just handsome would be such an expert. Everyone in the inn was a martial artist who wielded considerable power in Chengdu, but not a single one dared to rush at Pyo Wol.

They were overwhelmed by the presence of Pyo Wol.

Pyo Wol didn’t even glance at those groaning on the floor as he entered the room the proprietress had indicated.

Woo Seonha’s eyes trembled as she watched Pyo Wol’s retreating back.

She didn’t spare a glance for the men who had been struck down by Pyo Wol while trying to stand up for her.

Woo Seonha bit her red lips.

‘Pyo Wol!’

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Entering the room, Pyo Wol lay down on the bed without taking off his clothes.

He had caused a big incident, but he had no regrets.

It wasn’t something he had done on a momentary impulse.

He was an assassin.

Assassins never act on momentary impulse. They were a breed that moved only after making meticulous plans, constantly shoring up weaknesses, and reviewing them dozens of times until they were certain.

Pyo Wol was the same.

The moment he heard that Woo Seonha was connected to the Emei Sect, his mind began to spin at a terrifying speed.

A plan that would have taken an ordinary assassin days to formulate was established in an instant.

‘All that’s left is to wait.’

Pyo Wol lay with his arm as a pillow, staring at the ceiling.

His surroundings were quiet.

Perhaps because a rumor had spread that a fearsome expert was staying at the inn, no one approached the vicinity of Pyo Wol’s room.

Thanks to that, Pyo Wol was able to spend his time in peace.

The silence of the night makes one think many thoughts.

It was the same for Pyo Wol.

Alone in the dark room without a single candle lit, countless thoughts naturally came to mind. And all those thoughts had a consistent flow.

Rustle! Rustle!

Pyo Wol’s reverie was broken by a faint noise from outside.

It was a sound so small that no one but an expert of Pyo Wol’s caliber could have heard it.

A moment later, he heard the sound of a door opening cautiously. But Pyo Wol didn’t get up; he only turned his head to look at the door.

Screech!

Finally, the door opened and someone cautiously entered.

The beautiful woman who entered Pyo Wol’s room, dragging the hem of her splendid skirt, was none other than Woo Seonha.

Woo Seonha had left the inn with the Blue Moon Society. But after the Blue Moon Society dispersed, she had secretly returned to the inn.

She had cast aside her pride to win Pyo Wol over, one way or another.

Pyo Wol was not surprised by Woo Seonha’s sudden entrance. He had anticipated she would act this way, given what he had discerned of her character.

Woo Seonha cautiously approached Pyo Wol.

Pyo Wol simply propped himself up on his elbows and watched her indifferently.

In the darkness, their gazes met.

Pyo Wol’s eyes glowed with an eerie red in the dark.

Woo Seonha was mesmerized by his eyes.

“Young Hero Pyo! I have something to say.”

At that moment, Pyo Wol rose from his spot.

Woo Seonha’s shoulders flinched. But Pyo Wol paid her no mind and approached her.

Woo Seonha, trying hard to hide her quickening breath, hurriedly continued.

“If Young Hero Pyo helps me, I will offer a great reward.”

“What kind of reward?”

“Whether it’s gold and silver treasures, or any other wealth you desire, just say the word. I can get you as much as you want.”

At that moment, Pyo Wol placed a hand on Woo Seonha’s shoulder. He had only placed it there lightly, but Woo Seonha’s breath quickened and her face turned red.

Until now, Woo Seonha had enchanted countless men, wrapping them around her little finger and playing with them, but strangely, she couldn’t assert herself in front of Pyo Wol.

Just being near Pyo Wol made her whole body tingle, and she couldn’t breathe properly.

Pyo Wol smiled.

Strangely, his smile was visible even in the deep darkness.

At the sight of Pyo Wol’s bright, white smile, Woo Seonha felt a shock as if her heart had been pierced by an awl.

Pyo Wol whispered in her ear.

“There is only one thing I want.”

“Wh-what is it?”

“You!”

“……”

Woo Seonha’s pupils trembled as if an earthquake had struck.

Pyo Wol’s hand caressed the line of her neck. Woo Seonha could not refuse his touch.

“I, I am…”

Tuk, tuk!

One by one, her clothes were falling from her body. Yet Woo Seonha, frozen like a stone statue, did not resist at all.

Finally, all the clothes fell from her body, revealing her pure white naked form.

Pyo Wol’s eyes scanned her entire body as he said.

“Beautiful.”

“Ah!”

Woo Seonha’s red lips parted slightly.

Since her beauty had blossomed, she had been called beautiful countless times. The word ‘beautiful’ was not special to her. But when Pyo Wol said it, it became a special word.

“It’s now or never.”

“What?”

“If you’re going to leave, leave now. If not now, you won’t be able to escape my grasp.”

“I…”

“Words are not necessary. Decide with your actions.”

“……”

Woo Seonha couldn’t answer.

Pyo Wol wrapped his arm around her smooth waist and said.

“I’ll take that as your answer.”

His lips touched Woo Seonha’s neck.

Woo Seonha’s body trembled as if struck by lightning.

“Hah!”

A sweet-scented breath escaped from between her slightly parted red lips. Pyo Wol’s lips descended upon them.

From that point on, Woo Seonha could not maintain a clear memory.

A pleasure so intense it felt like her mind would fly away dominated her entire body.

Pyo Wol tormented her relentlessly.

There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.

Woo Seonha sobbed through the night.

It was near dawn when she came to her senses.

Woo Seonha was naked in Pyo Wol’s arms. Yet she didn’t feel the cold.

It felt as if the heat of the night still lingered in the air. That was how passionate their time had been.

In a pleasure she had never experienced before, she had fainted and regained consciousness several times. No man had ever satisfied Woo Seonha to this extent.

Woo Seonha stared blankly at Pyo Wol.

Pyo Wol was not just handsome; he was naturally skilled at satisfying a woman.

She had never met a man like this.

As if sensing her gaze, Pyo Wol opened his eyes.

Looking into his eyes, which held a faint crimson light, she felt her strength drain away again. But she forced herself to maintain a composed expression.

She didn’t want to admit that she had completely fallen for Pyo Wol.

She still hadn’t abandoned her desire to wrap Pyo Wol around her little finger and control him.

Woo Seonha shifted her white, naked body onto Pyo Wol’s chest. She pressed her soft breasts against his chest and looked down at him.

It was a temptation that any man would find hard to resist.

Knowing this, Woo Seonha pressed her body against Pyo Wol’s and gazed at him with a soft look.

“What are you going to do now?”

“About what?”

“Surely you’re not going to pretend this never happened? We’re not strangers anymore. We’ve shared our bodies.”

“So what do you want?”

“Do me one favor. With your abilities, it shouldn’t be too difficult.”

“I’ll decide after I hear it.”

“Just kill one person for me.”

“Are you commissioning a murder?”

“It’s more of a request than a commission. Lovers can make small requests of each other, can’t they?”

Pyo Wol didn’t answer right away and just stared at Woo Seonha.

Woo Seonha couldn’t dare to meet his gaze and slightly turned her head away.

“Who do you want me to kill?”

“Nam Hosan. He’s the young leader of the Thunder Clan.”

“The Thunder Clan?”

Pyo Wol’s brow furrowed slightly.

The Thunder Clan was one of the Three Clans.

The three sects that held immense power after the Two Sects, the Qingcheng Sect and the Emei Sect.

It was a powerful sect that stood shoulder to shoulder with the White Virtue Gate and the Gold River Gate.

Seeing Pyo Wol’s interest, Woo Seonha smiled and explained the reason.

“The Thunder Clan is not originally a sect from Sichuan Province. They are descendants of the Small Thunder Sound Temple who came in when the Qingcheng Sect and the Emei Sect were closed-off.”

The Small Thunder Sound Temple was a sect with its roots in Tibet, said to primarily use a Strange Art that went against common sense. But since they had little contact with the Jianghu, they had always regarded each other with indifference.

The situation changed when the Qingcheng Sect and the Emei Sect became closed-off, greatly weakening the powers within Sichuan Province.

With no one to keep them in check, the descendants of the Small Thunder Sound Temple secretly entered and established the sect that was now the Thunder Clan.

By the time the Qingcheng and Emei sects learned of this, the Thunder Clan had already firmly established its roots in Sichuan.

“The Thunder Clan’s Sect Leader, Tae Yeonho, recently sent people to push for a marriage between his young leader and me. He threatened that if we refuse the marriage proposal, he would help the Qingcheng Sect. Because of that, the Hundred Flowers Room and the Emei Sect are in a very difficult situation.”

In Sichuan Province, the Thunder Clan’s reputation was the absolute worst. Among them, the reputation of the young leader, Nam Hosan, was at rock bottom.

He was known for his lechery and belligerence, and many martial artists in Sichuan feared him.

If Woo Seonha were to marry Nam Hosan, the Emei Sect would gain a powerful ally in the Thunder Clan, but they would be unable to avoid a drop in their reputation.

But they couldn’t just refuse either. If the Thunder Clan sided with the Qingcheng Sect, the scales of victory would decisively tip in their favor.

The Emei Sect, already at a disadvantage in terms of strength, was in a situation where they could neither do one thing nor the other.

“So you want me to kill Nam Hosan?”

“Yes!”

“And you’ve also calculated that even if I fail, I have no connection to the Hundred Flowers Room, so you can just claim I’m an unrelated person.”

For a moment, Woo Seonha felt a chill run down her spine.

‘This man is too brilliant. His martial arts are incredible, and his mind is this sharp too.’

In fact, Woo Seonha had made that calculation.

Whether Pyo Wol succeeded or failed, there would be no problem for the Hundred Flowers Room and the Emei Sect.

Pyo Wol was gradually starting to feel overwhelming.

It seemed she would have to offer a sweeter price to move Pyo Wol as she wished.

“If you just kill Nam Hosan, I’ll speak to my aunt and have the Emei Sect reward you at the sect level.”

“Who is your aunt?”

“The head disciple of the Emei Sect’s Sect Master, Elder Nun Guhwa, is my lay family aunt, Jeong Hwa.”

At the unexpected answer, Pyo Wol just blinked. But it was only for a moment. Soon, his white teeth were revealed in a smile.

“Is that so?”