When they returned to the inn, Yul Ayeon and Tarha looked at the two of them.
Tarha asked,
âWho is that young fellow?â
âAn acquaintance.â
âBut isnât it your first time here too? How come you have an acquaintance?â
âWe happen to meet by chance.â
âIs that so?â
Tarhaâs gaze was fixed on Tae Musang
His gaze, while seemingly normal, was not as light as most people could handle. Yet, Tae Musang did not avert his gaze, gritting his teeth in response.
Seeing Tae Musangâs bloodshot eyes as he glared at him, Tarha exclaimed in admiration,
âHeh, this guy has a lot of venom.â
Tarha had encountered quite a few formidable individuals in his life. Among them were children who possessed venom. However, none of them gave off as intense a feeling as Tae Musang.
Tarha couldnât take his eyes off him.
He seemed to appreciate Taemuhsangâs venomous appearance.
âDid you ever learn martial arts?â
âNo.â
Tae Musang shook his head.
âHmm⊠To think that youâd have such a gaze without even learning martial artsâŠâ
Tarha stood up from his seat and walked over to Tae Musang. The old man then began to examine and touch the childâs body.
âUgh!â
Tae Musang grimaced as he tried to pull away from Tarhaâs grip. But, as if he had entered a deep abyss, an immense pressure took over his body, rendering him unable to move.
Only then did Tae Musang realize that the elderly man in front of him was an incredibly skilled martial arts master.
âUgh!â
A stifled groan escaped from his lips.
He could feel a tremendous amount of heat coming from the areas where Tarha was touching him.
The pain was so excruciating that an ordinary person would have passed out, but Tae Musang endured. He did not lose his composure.
Instead, he glared at Tarha with determination. At this, Tarha seemed to appreciate Tae Musangâs demeanor even more.
As he removed his hands from Tae Mussangâs body, Tarha said,
âYou have very good muscles, so even if youâre a bit older, youâll make quick progress if you learn martial arts.â
âDamn it! What the hell do you think youâre doing?!â
Despite experiencing some pain, Tae Musang only cursed and glared at Tarha.
âHehe, I really like this guy.â
Tarha remained unperturbed by Tae Musangâs rough response. In fact, he looked at the child with even more amusement than before.
Tae Musang clenched his fists tightly. He looked as if he was going to pounce on Tarha at any moment, but when he saw Yul Ayeon behind Tarha, his eyes widened.
He had seen quite a few women in his time here, but he had never encountered a woman as mysteriously beautiful as Yul Ayeon.
The young boy instantly fell in love.
Tarha noticed the change in the kidâs emotions and said,
âHehe! You seem to have taken a liking to my granddaughter.â
âGranddaughter?â
âThatâs right! Well, sheâs my great-granddaughter, to be exact.â
âOh!â
âYou.â
âMe?â
âWill you be my disciple?â
âOkay.â
âWhat?â
âI said I will become your disciple.â
âIf you become my disciple, you will have to go to the Western Region.â
âOkay. Iâll come with you to the West!â
Tae Musang replied without hesitation.
Tarha looked at the child, perplexed by his response.
It was only then did Tae Musang realized what he had said and looked embarrassed.
âWestern Region, you say?â
âYes. The Western Region.â
âIsnât that place far across the sea?â
âThatâs right! That place.â
âI donât want to go! I wonât become your disciple!â
âItâs too late. A manâs word is worth a thousand gold coins. If you take back your words now, it is like denying that you are a man.â
At Tarhaâs words, Tae Musang looked at Pyo-wol helplessly, asking for help.
Ignoring Tae Musangâs pleading gaze, Pyo-wol spoke to Yul Ayeon.
âDid you just return?â
âYes! We came back about half an hour ago.â
âYouâve been moving around quite often.â
âWe donât have much time. Still, thanks to Master Pyo, things have been shortened a lot.â
âBecause of the Red Bandana Association?â
âYes. They were of great help. Very useful, indeed.â
Tarha placed his arm around Tae Musangâs shoulders and asked,
âSo youâre really not going to be my disciple?â
âNo, itâs justââ
âYouâre not taking your words back now, are you?â
âI will become your disciple, butââ
âBut?â
âPlease give me some time. I need to seek my revenge first.â
âRevenge?â
âYes! I need to avenge my siblings.â
Tae Musangâs expression, which had softened, hardened once again.
Although he had been temporarily enamored with Yul Ayeon, he hadnât forgotten about his siblingsâ deaths.
The final moments of his siblings, who had to die tragically because of him, haunted him and tormented him.
âWhat happened?â
At Tarhaâs question, Tae Musang looked at Pyo-wol.
He was asking for permission to speak about the recent events.
Pyo-wol nodded silently.
Only then did Tae Musang tell Tarha what he had experienced.
âWell, actuallyâŠâ
Tarhaâs expression turned grave as he listened to Tae Musangâs story.
âSo about twenty or so martial artists sneaked in?â
âYes!â
âAre you sure you didnât mistake them for fishermen?â
âIâve lived here long enough to know that there are no fishermen here with such a terrifying aura.â
âHmmâŠâ
Tarhaâs gaze turned towards Pyo-wol.
âDo you happen to know who they are?â
ââŠâŠâ
Pyo-wol didnât answer.
From his attitude, Tarha realized that Pyo-wol didnât fully trust him.
Tarha sighed softly.
He didnât fully trust Pyo-wol yet either. But they couldnât stay this way, building walls between each other, forever.
âAt this point, perhaps itâs better for us to honestly reveal our purpose for coming here. That is if we want to build trust between us.â
âYou go first.â
âI suppose so. We have come to this faraway land, the Central Plains, to retrieve a lost treasure. During the war, we lost one of the treasures of the Mara Sect, the Demonic Soul Blade.1Â At first, we thought it was simply lost, but we soon realized that it was stolen. We searched for the blade everywhere, and the trail led us here.â
âIs the Demonic Soul Blade that of an important object?â
âOn the surface, it looked like a beautiful piece of art, nothing more, nothing less. Moreover, it has an extremely twisted form that deviates from the typical shape of a sword, so someone unfamiliar with it wouldnât be able to wield it properly.â
âItâs unlikely that you would come all this way just to find a mere piece of art. There must be a hidden utility in the blade.â
âYouâre right. The Demonic Soul Blade is used for rituals. Its value lies more in its political and symbolic significance than its function as a weapon. After the Demonic Soul Blade disappeared, turmoil arose within the Mara Sect. To quell the chaos within the sect, we must retrieve the Demonic Soul Blade at all costs. Thatâs the reason why both I and my granddaughter have come to this distant place. Now, itâs your turn.â
âI donât have any special reason for coming to this place. I simply wanted to see the sea. Then I encountered this guy here and got swept up in this matter.â
âYou mean you just happen to be here by coincidence?â
âThatâs right.â
âHuh!â
Tarha gave him an incredulous look, but Pyo-wol looked at him without a change in his expression.
âTheyâre called the Phantom Fleet.â
âWhat do you mean?â
âThe ones who killed this kidâs siblings. They secretly infiltrated the harbor as a group of anonymous individuals.â
âWait! Did you just say Phantom Fleet?â
Tarhaâs face suddenly stiffened.
It was the same with Yul Ayeon.
âNo wayât?â
âThe Phantom Fleet?â
The grandfather and granddaughter pair looked at each otherâs faces.
Pyo-wol asked them,
âDo you know of them?â
âThatâs⊠umâŠâ
âIâm not sure if itâs the same group, but there is also a group in the West that uses the same name, Phantom Fleet.â
âAre you sure?â
âIâve never seen them myself, but Iâve heard stories about them for decades. No one has actually seen the Phantom Fleet firsthand, thatâs why theyâre just dismissed as a legend.â
Unsurprisingly, it was in the coastal areas where stories about the Phantom Fleet were most prevalent. For the coastal people of the Western Region, the Phantom Fleet was a terrifying presence.
Just hearing the name, Phantom Fleet, made many people shudder. However, those living in the inland did not believe in the Phantom Fleet.
Not only because the stories about them were too far-fetched, but more importantly, they never had the chance to verify their existence with their own eyes.
The Mara Sect was also deep in the inland.
Therefore, they regarded the Phantom Fleet as nothing more than a fanciful legend or a fabricated existence born from peopleâs fantasies.
The same was true for Yul Ayeon and Tarha.
They had heard of the Phantom Fleet many times, but it was mostly in passing, so they didnât pay much attention to it. However, hearing the name again here, they couldnât help but think differently.
Even if the Phantom Fleet in this place and the one in the West were different entities, it still made a difference.
âIâll have to check them out for myself. If they are indeed the same group as the Phantom Fleet in the West, then itâs no coincidence that the treasures of the Mara Sect ended up here.â
Tarhaâs eyes already gleamed with malice.
The lengths the members of their sect had gone to in search of the Demonic Soul Blade were beyond measure.
They had killed and tortured every smuggler, trader, and bandit in the West before theyâd learned that Demonic Soul Blade had been taken out of their territory, and that the ship carrying the blade had departed for somewhere in the Central Plains.
At that time, dozens of ships had left the Western Region to go to the Central Plains. They had meticulously confirmed the routes of all of those ships, and in the end, the only one remaining was a ship that came near Haimen.
However, upon arrival and confirmation to this place, they found out that there was no such ship. Thatâs why Tarha was at a loss. But to think he would hear the name, Phantom Fleet, here in this distant land.
âWhere could they be hiding? Iâll go and check myself.â
Tarha was ready to rush in immediately.
âCalm down.â
âHow could I calm down?! It took us almost a year to come all the way here. A whole yearâ!â
âI know. I was there with you. But acting like this would only violate the principles of the Taoist tradition. Besides, thereâs no guarantee that the Phantom Fleet is indeed the culprit. We need to find out more to be sure.â
âWellââ
Yul Ayeonâs calm words left Tarha with no choice but to extinguish his anger.
It was then.
âAck!â
Suddenly, someone screamed from the outside.
The first person to react was none other than Tae Musang.
âGeomyeon!â
Tae Musang quickly got up from his seat and rushed outside.
There was no way he couldnât recognize the voice he had known since childhood. Although it was only a short scream, Geomyeonâs voice was unmistakable.
Tae Musang, who had rushed out of the inn, looked around and spotted Geomyeon leaning against a wall.
âGeomyeon!â
He hurriedly ran towards Geomyeon.
âBrother?â
âWhat happened, are you okay?â
âArgh!â
Geomyeonâs face suddenly contorted in pain.
Tae Musang quickly examined Geomyeonâs entire body and found the stab wound on his shoulder. Blood was pouring from the deep gash on his shoulder.
Tae Musang quickly wrapped a cloth around Geomyeonâs wound.
âDamn it!â
âThere were⊠some suspicious individuals lurking and waiting for an opportunity.â
âThen you should have gone inside!â
âHa! Fuck. I approached them, asking who they were⊠But, they suddenly attacked me without warning. Iâm sure they must have been one of them.â
âDamn it! I thought we had erased all tracesâŠâ
Tae Musang looked around with red, bloodshot eyes. But, he couldnât see any signs of the attacker anywhere. It looked like they had already fled.
Yul Ayeon, who had come out late, said to Tae Musang,
âStep aside.â
âButââ
âUnless youâre going to treat his injury then get out of the way. Iâm much better at treating people than you are.â
âOkay!â
Tae Musang eventually stepped aside and Yul Ayeon took over the task of tending to Geomyeonâs wound.
After a while, Tae Musang suddenly realized that Pyo-wol and Tarha were nowhere to be seen.