Jeong Yeon-shin sat still in the room, his form upright despite the chill that had seeped in through the cracks of the wooden walls. The faint transparency of the air and the breeze slipping past the cracks in the door marked the arrival of winter.The room was quiet except for the slow rise and fall of his breathing. His presence was imposing, the way his elbows rested confidently on the wooden armrests of the chair, and the slight lift of his chin gave him an air of unshakable composure. Even Tae Yeom-ryong, who had left the room earlier, described him as a tempestuous force of nature with grudging admiration.
The world was vast, as expansive as it was chaotic. Jianghu stretched endlessly, a land filled with eccentric geniuses and unworldly masters of strange, otherworldly powers. Even Jeong Yeon-shin spoke of it only in broad strokes.
His understanding of the martial world was still limited. Among the factions of the Thirteen Heavens, he had barely scratched the surface. To truly shake the power structure of the Thirteen Heavens, disrupting even a single node of their influence required more than what he currently possessed.
‘It’s fine,’ he thought to himself.
For now, stirring unrest in Xi’an would suffice. By using a calculated method of disruption, he intended to divert the attention of the Unorthodox forces away from the righteous factions, allowing them a chance to strike back more effectively.
He hoped that this would provide a much-needed breather for Jung Hye and Wei Ji Myo-hwa, giving them room to act both in martial strength and strategic positioning.
“Thank you,” Jeong Yeon-shin said again, nodding to Zhuge Cheong-ah.
This was shortly after Tae Yeom-ryong and Hyeon Won-chang had cleared the remaining thugs of Sungyeojimun from the inn. The two had subdued Gal Do-jin and So Yu-rang, restraining them and confining them in a guest room, leaving the detached annex for the Sovereign’s use. Sear?h the N?vel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
The group had only just arrived after a grueling ten-day journey from the heart of Ipwang Fortress.
― Even the muscles of martial artists tire after such a journey. Rest for a day in the annex.
Tae Yeom-ryong’s words were fresh in his mind as Jeong Yeon-shin finally succumbed to sleep. The bed was exceptionally comfortable, and the blanket embroidered with the Ten Longevity Symbols was soft and plush, stuffed generously with cotton. It was a rare luxury, and for once, he allowed himself the indulgence of curling up alone until the early morning light seeped into the room.
― We need to extract information first. News from areas dominated by the Thirteen Heavens is hard to come by elsewhere. Even the local officials seem to have been bribed.
― Senior Baek has sent word. Everyone has safely arrived and scattered. Baeksaek members are under So-bin’s leadership.
While Tae Yeom-ryong interrogated the two Unorthodox captives, Hyeon Won-chang left to fetch breakfast. Both men, accustomed to the comforts of privilege, looked visibly rejuvenated after a proper night’s rest.
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