Chapter 99 He Finally Sees The Truth

The name on the parchment felt heavier than the blunt iron sword strapped to my hip.

Han Seol-Woon.

I sat on the hard wooden bench in the dim alcove, the flickering light of the oil lantern casting long, jagged shadows against the damp stone walls. The sharp, menthol scent of the green medicinal p...

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