Chapter 387: Stealth Art of the Night Cat (1)
We had just returned to the winding waterway the water bandits had led us through earlier—when suddenly, I heard an unexpected noise from Geumdo.
Brrrgrrr...
For someone as unflappable and slow-moving as Geumdo, panic was almost unheard of. So hearing it in his voice made me instantly wary.
I turned to Hyang, curled around me for translation, and asked, “What’s Geumdo saying, Hyang?”
She responded with perfect innocence.
Zrrrrt. 『Dad, Geumdo says... he doesn’t know the way.』
“What!?”
Oh, crap.
The complex water route from the Yangtze River to Dongting Lake—only the water bandits knew it.
I looked to Do Sagong for help, but his face contorted with embarrassment.
“I-I apologize, So-ryong-nim. It was night when we came through... I don’t recall the route well.”
For a man who had spent his whole life navigating rivers, that was rare. But apparently, being guided through pitch darkness had thrown even him off.