CHAPTERS
After Woo’s repeated pleading, Kang Oh finally gave him something to do. It was nothing special, just helping out with odd jobs for Honamdan. But Woo’s working hours were extremely short. He could only leave Heedowon when Kang Oh did, and had to return with him whenever he came back from Honamgak. Woo understood why he was restricted like this. Kang Oh was mindful of Yae Jinrang’s hostility. Who would welcome a guest the Lord of Heukcheon himself refused to accept? The warriors of Heukcheon…- 125.4 K • Ongoing
- There were no signs yet, but if Woo’s continued presence stirred something and caused the sealed memories to resurface, then it really would be irreversible. Yae Jinrang said more than once that this would be the last time. He had reached the limit of interfering with Kang Oh’s memories. “The human mind is more resilient than we think. And more familiar with pain than we expect. So this will be the last.” I understand! Woo responded inwardly, holding tight to the warning carved deep…
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- Kang Oh caught the end of the whip aimed at him. It was a masterful weapon-snatching technique, as precise as a hawk seizing prey in midair. “A master of a certain level can catch a whip like this. And then..” Kang Oh gave the whip a sharp pull. Banwi, trying not to let go, lost his balance and was dragged toward him. He barely managed to stop himself before being completely pulled in, using footwork to hold his position. The tension in the line made the whip stretch taut, as if it might snap at…
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- “You really don’t need to go this far for me.” “I can’t help it. Most people would’ve broken down and screamed by now, but you just stay quiet.” They hadn’t been reunited for long, yet Woo already felt as though Kang Oh could see right through him. All he could do was fidget with his fingers. “We’re here. This is Honamgak.” A building came into view with a plaque that read Honamgak, written in one smooth, continuous stroke. There was a boldness to the brushwork that made…
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- As he emptied the bowl filled with porridge, Woo furrowed his brow. If they were going to mix in powder, they could have at least made it less obvious. But every time the spoon reached his mouth, the bitter granules tormented his tongue. They hadn’t even tried to hide it. Likely because they knew he wouldn’t be able to refuse it anyway. “Tea to cleanse the palate.” Once Woo finished his meal, Yeonjin slid a teacup toward him. Ever since he had shielded her, Yeonjin had acted more gently.…
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- For some reason, the boy’s hand felt unusually large that night. Woo found it a quiet relief. Perhaps his delayed growth had finally begun. Comforted by the thought, he let out a soft breath and slipped back into sleep. It was a good dream. Or at least, Woo believed so. Caught in Woo’s grasp, Kang Oh couldn’t bring himself to move. Every time he tried to gently lower the hand, Woo stirred. In truth, Woo had always been sensitive by nature. Even when sleeping on the finest silk bedding, he would…
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- Seunghan knew Kang Oh was far too rigid to ever unravel something like romantic feelings. In his view, the third disciple was the type to spend his whole life tending to trees and polishing swords until he died. Yuun, despite Kang Oh’s consistent demeanor, still seemed uneasy about Jinrang’s favoritism and kept a close eye on the youngest disciple… The alcohol was hitting Kang Oh faster than usual. That was why he ended up walking around, picking flowers himself instead of heading back…
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- By the time he made his way toward Ilwondang, Kang Oh was still chewing over the emotions he had felt during the afternoon walk with Woo. His mood had grown more unsettled. He was someone who rarely showed emotion, but the slight furrow in his brow was enough for those around him to assume that something unpleasant must have happened. Ilun, leader of the Honamdan, didn’t bother to hide his guess and cautiously asked, “Shall we return instead?” “What for?” Still unable to shake…
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- Flowers were in full bloom. Every corner of the garden showed the care of diligent hands, and blooms of all colors had opened as if they’d forgotten their proper season. Their petals swayed gently, dancing in the breeze like silk sleeves. It was a spectacle of color and scent. A wisteria vine climbed around the pavilion posts. In the small pond, lotus buds had already begun to rest delicately on wide green leaves. The flowers and fresh spring greens reflected in the water, painting a scene like a…
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- “The Third Disciple has returned?” The man, lifting a teacup toward his lips, turned to the subordinate who had brought him the report. “Yes, the Third Disciple returned some time ago, but Heedowon has been unusually busy. It seems he’ll be staying in Heukcheon for a while.” “I suppose I’ll have to pay a visit to that adorable disciple.” The man closed his eyes as if savoring the delicate fragrance of the tea, but there was a cold curve at the corner of his mouth that betrayed…
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