Jeong Yeon-shin’s expression revealed subtle concern as he processed the shock from his niece’s earlier remark, alongside the contents of Ak Su-rim''s letter.Even though the Sacred Sword Division’s Deputy Commander’s tone was slightly playful, the matter couldn’t be taken lightly.


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    If this news spread widely, the entire martial world would be shaken. Such duels, involving the heads of major factions, were exceedingly rare and monumental.


    The confrontation between the Sword Sect Sovereign and the Sacred Flame Swordmaster had already caused a ripple as great as the deaths of the grandmasters at Taebaek Mountain.


    Even the personal remark in Ak Su-rim''s letter—how she missed him—barely had time to linger in his thoughts.


    "Transport to a recovery site."


    Jeong Yeon-shin thought calmly, sorting through the priorities in his mind.


    Unnecessary concerns had no place here.


    With measured steps, he activated the Wind God’s Lightfoot Technique, its gentle breeze stirring the ground beneath his feet. He moved forward, focused solely on the most pressing matter.


    In the distance, Jeong Hye’s small figure toddled away, leaving faint, delicate footsteps in the earth.


    “Hey, Hye-ah.”


    “Hm?”


    She turned immediately, her round eyes meeting his gaze.


    Despite the faint ripple of energy from his Lightfoot Technique, the child’s calm expression betrayed no fear—perhaps a result of growing up surrounded by martial arts in the Zhongnan Sect.


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