I Kidnapped the Youngest Daughter of the Sichuan Tang Clan

314. Guest (2)

There were many reasons overlapping, but as for the spar itself with the Namgung father and son, I was looking forward to it greatly.

I had grown stronger than before, and above all—I could now see the flow of qi whenever I wished.

Not only sword intent but even the internal energy of the Namgung Clan’s martial arts—

It would be strange not to look forward to it.

And there was another reason.

“Congratulations, Namgung-hyung. You’ve crossed the wall.”

“Heh. As expected, you saw it immediately.”

Namgung Jong nodded, a laugh escaping as if he tried to suppress it but couldn’t.