Chapter 106 - 106

Chapter 106: Chapter 106

"This..."

Hong Yushin felt a throbbing pain in his head.

In front of him lay the seven dead bodies of the Seven Stars. It was the Hao clan who took control over the night.

Exactly seven people. All of them were killed by Pyo-wol except for one.

"I didn't expect seven people to be killed in one night."

If it was Seven Stars, they were warriors who were known in Hunan Province.

There is a reason why the group with only seven members, had gained such a high reputation among the prominent sects.

In particular, Sa Hyo-kyung, the leader figure, possessed excellent judgment as well as strong martial arts. The fact that he was beaten without using much effort was proof that Pyo-wol's martial arts prowess were excellent.

"Even if you are good, someone else would be better. What is this–"

Jianghu's history has proven it so far.

A person who is too good always blows the wind of change to a strong player.

Even if they don't want to.

Pyo-wol was also in a similar situation.

"I need to know more about that guy."

Hong Yushin, who had organized his thoughts, gestured to the warriors of the Hao clan who were waiting. Then, the warriors ran all at once and took the bodies of the warriors of the Seven Stars.

They were not ordinary warriors. They were more like scholars than a man of arms.

A scholar who has mastered martial arts.

From now on, they will thoroughly analyze and dig up the bodies of Seven Stars to find out about the martial arts Pyo-wol uses.

There is no way to accurately find out his martial arts, but still, it was already a great success to figure out the weapons he used through the scars.

In this way, the Hao clan could still accumulate information on those who could be a threat to Jianghu.

"We need to gather as much information as possible since he's still in Sichuan. It will be too late when he goes out."

Hong Yushin's eyes became cold.

He knew how strong he was because he had personally experienced the power of Pyo-wol. In a face-to-face confrontation, he may be inferior to the Two Factions, Three Clans, Three Packs and Three Manors.

But Pyo-wol is an assassin.

Although he is learning strong martial arts, he did not abandon his identity as an assassin.

That meant he could sneak attack at any time.

He had no guilt nor shame.

If a master like Pyo-wol made up his mind and tried to sneak attack, even the best master of Jianghu would inevitably be in danger. In a sense, he is a more lethal warrior than any other expert of Jianghu.

Pyo-wol was an entirely new kind of threat that had never existed before.

So Hong Yushin was paying close attention to Pyo-wol.

Hong Yushin asked his subordinate who was next to him.

"What about him?"

"He's in the workshop."

"A workshop?"

"It's a workshop run by a descendant of the Tang Family."

"Have you figured out their relationship?"

"We're trying to figure out how such a strong bond between the two of them came about."

"Don't miss anything about him. We won't be able to control him, but the more information we can gather, the higher the price we can sell it for."

"Alright."

After replying, the subordinate withdrew.

Hong Yushin, who was left alone, sighed.

"Huu...!"

* * *

Tang Sochu asked Pyo-wol.

"So, you're saying that a person named Fengzon took Shin-woo in order to protect him? Do you think his words are true, brother?"

"It didn't seem like a lie."

"Hoo...!"

Tang Sochu heaved a deep sigh.

Last night, Chengdu was turned upside down again.

A third of the slum was burnt down by the fire that Yo Sulyeong had set, so Chengdu was swept away in great chaos. Thousands of people have lost their homes and are left wandering the streets.

The public sentiment, which had barely been managed, became ferocious again, and the atmosphere on the streets was more serious than ever.

Pyo-wol did not turn over even the smallest things. He had to solve even the smallest problems because the environment he was exposed to for the longest time had required him to. That was the only way he could have survived back then.

'Everything is exposed now. I must have my own hiding place.'

While it is convenient for him to stay in a guest house, his every move becomes exposed to the eyes of other people. Even now, he could feel the gaze of the members of the Hao clan and other warriors from afar.

Since Pyo-wol's actions are exposed, many warriors could naturally understand his actions. Even now, his route will be relayed to the Hao clan in real time.

He couldn't do anything like this.

He had to hide himself for now.

To do that, he had to create and prepare a new hiding place.

A huge amount of money was needed to establish a hiding place. It was not difficult to raise money. If he can oppress the sect or the upper families in Chengdu, they will definitely pay him a gol.

But that was not how Pyo-wol does things.

Furthermore, if he receives money from them, the flow of money will be tracked. He needed money that the world didn't know about.

After thinking for a moment, Pyo-wol left Chengdu and started walking without hesitation.

He walked for three days and three nights.

Pyo-wol had a definite destination he needed to reach. The problem was that he didn't know the exact way to his destination.

He only went to that place once, and it was in a situation where he could not see the outside scenery at all because he was loaded in a wagon.

It was like looking for an oasis in the desert without a map.

The only thing he could trust was his senses.

Pyo-wol moved, sniffing and smelling the moisture in the air.

It's been a long time, but he still has the memories of that time vividly. The microsensory ability that blossomed in the underground cave made it possible.

Pyo-wol followed the faint traces like a wild dog chasing its prey. And after three days, he was finally able to arrive at his desired destination.

A small manor surrounded by tall walls.

On the old signboard, three letters were written: Clear Wind Manor.

As it had been abandoned for a long time, he didn't feel any presence in the Clear Wind Manor.

Crreeak!

Rusty hinges screamed as Pyo-wol opened the door and entered.

The appearance inside the Clear Wind Manor was even more serious.

Traces of people looting were evident as they knew it was an abandoned place. Doors and furniture were broken, and anything that could be money had disappeared.

Pyo-wol looked around the Clear Wind Manor with a slight frown. The Clear Wind Manor was one of the bases of the Blood Shadow Group.

After Pyo-wol and the children came out of the underground cave, the first place they arrived was the Clear Wind Manor. It was still in his memory because this was where he took a bath and ate proper food for the first time.

The Clear Wind Manor was abandoned after the Blood Shadow Group was annihilated by the Emei sect.

When there was no one to manage and no one to visit for a long time, the people who lived nearby were the first to notice that it was abandoned and so they stole all the things that could be used for money.

Although the appearance has changed a lot, Pyo-wol is convinced that this is the place where he had stayed before.

After staying here for a few days, he definitely remembered that he was immediately sent to the killing of Woo Gunsang.

Pyowol moved to the Great Moon Hall, the largest hall in Clear Wind Manor.

The Great Moon Hall was the residence of Gu Juyang, the captain of the Blood Shadow Group. The Great Moon Hall was also thoroughly looted. Everything disappeared without leaving anything that could be used for money, let alone furniture.

Pyo-wol didn't even care about the lost wealth.

He didn't even think those things would still exist.

Pyo-wol looked at Gu Juyang's residence.

The residence of Gu Juyang, the head of the Blood Shadow Group was thoroughly destroyed. It's because people have thoroughly searched this place. As it is the largest pavilion, people thought that there would be a lot of valuable items left.

It was the same with Pyo-wol.

But the things Pyo-wol valued were different from those other people.

Pyo-wol lay on the broken bed of the Gu Juyang and stared at the ceiling. He began to think from the shoes of Gu Juyang.

"Where would I hide my most precious object?"

It should be somewhere within reach.

A place that people can't easily think of even though it's in plain sight.

Suddenly, Pyo-wol noticed a part of the ceiling with a different pattern. Pyo-wol flew to the ceiling and touched the parts with different patterns with his hands. Then, the cover of the hand-held part fell off and an empty space appeared.

Pyo-wol hung from the ceiling and searched through the empty space. Then there was an object that he could hold in his hand.

Pyo-wol landed on the floor holding the object in his hand.

What he held in his hand was a booklet wrapped in wax paper.

Pyo-wol carefully unfolded the wax paper, revealing a yellow booklet.

The untitled booklet smelled of old paper.

Pyo-wol carefully opened the booklet.

Pararak!

A smile appeared on Pyo-wol's lips as he turned the booklet.

'I knew it.'