Chapter 490: World Tree (2)
Jeong Yeon-shin, the Lord of Ipwang Fortress, and Shin-ui.
Their fifteen-day journey had been eerily uneventful.
Despite the chaos of the world—where swordsmen posed as bandits and thieves used water techniques to control rivers—their group had not encountered a single hardship.
It was as if fate itself had chosen to steer turmoil away from them. Or, more precisely, to avoid the Lord of Ipwang Fortress.
They walked along mountain paths with nothing but silence around them.
It felt like a dream.
And yet, she did not hasten her pace.
It was as if they were simply a master and disciple on a leisurely journey in an age of peace.
They shared rations of preserved food, built fires, rested, and leaned against rough tree trunks when night fell, drifting into sleep.
It was an unusual way to travel, considering the turbulent times.
They did not use fine horses, sedan chairs, or light-footwork techniques to speed their journey.
During this time, Jeong Yeon-shin spent his longest period alone with his master.