Step.As he walked, Jeong Yeon-shin cast a glance at the Singeom Danju.


    He had mentioned standards—but surely, he hadn''t meant the hunched gaze of a monkey.


    The Singeom Danju of Ipwang Fortress. There was no one Jeong Yeon-shin respected more among his direct superiors.


    The formless blade of light he had drawn when he executed the Namgung Clan Leader was still an enigma. Even now, it was difficult to comprehend how it had been unsheathed. Sёar?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    “You don’t have to go easy on me.”


    “Pointless worry, you cheeky brat. You won’t be disappointed.”


    The Singeom Danju grinned sharply.


    And then—


    “This is the place.”


    A clear voice rang from above. The guide from the noble family spoke, though there was little need to listen.


    The answer was already visible in the radiant glow before them.


    The forest opened up, revealing—


    A lake.


    Bathed in moonlight.


    Not even a single ripple disturbed its surface.


    At some point, the winter air had dissipated.


    The scent of spring drifted in. The vast expanse of moonlight spread over the water like a layer of blue lacquer.


    A windless zone.


    The faint breeze that had stirred the trees moments ago now unraveled behind Jeong Yeon-shin, as if bowing in reverence.


    “Go in first. This lord will be lying down, asleep. The water qi here is remarkably divine—I should refine my jingqi while I’m at it. Besides, I have no interest in watching a grown man strip.”


    Without hesitation, the Singeom Danju sprawled out on the spot. He didn’t even open his eyes to see whether the guide left or not.


    Jeong Yeon-shin nodded silently and removed his uncle’s long robe and martial attire.


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