Chapter 19
Yunnan Province. Kunming.
At the center of a vast lake, a magnificent pavilion stood tall, its lights never extinguished even in the dead of night.
The name of the six-story building was Huaoru.
It was a grand guesthouse and pleasure house, renowned across Yunnan for its unmatched wine, music, and women.
At the very top floor of the pleasure house, on a high balcony overlooking the silver-lit lake and the exotic cityscape of Kunming—
A man who appeared not yet thirty sat at the railing, sipping from a small teacup.
His hair, a deep blood-red, fell long down his back. Half his face was hidden behind a pitch-black mask, making his expression unreadable.
“The Wind Thunder God, huh...”
A slow curve formed beneath the man’s mask.
“And Ilhwa followed him without resistance?”
“Yes. It was the Wind Thunder God’s subordinates who killed the cult members chasing the Little Master. And the Little Master didn’t stop them, even though she clearly knew.”
“How could she have known?”