The next day, I did not go to the Vast Heaven Sect. Tomorrow night was supposed to be the decisive night when the Tang Clan and the Underworld Information Clan would take the lead in launching a surprise attack on the Dragon Sky Escort Agency.
There was nothing in particular for me to prepare, but we still had to be ready for the worst. Early in the morning, after eating, I left the Deep Fragrance Pavilion with Sister Soso. Seeing Sister Soso with a sword at her waist made all sorts of feelings rise in me anew.
“Why?”
“It’s nothing. It suits you now.”
Thanks to Do Gwang-il’s training sessions, Sister Soso’s martial ability had improved a great deal. She was fierce enough to cut down five or six ordinary martial artists in one breath, but the plan had not changed. Before we set out tomorrow, as we had already discussed, Sister Soso would take Ju-gyeong and flee.
To Dojeong Smithy, the hidden refuge that was at least the safest place in Western Village right now. Fortunately, the master smith was there today. Since Gwang-hyo had already spoken to him in advance as promised, the conversation went smoothly.
“My family will be taking shelter here tomorrow. Would that be all right?”
“Do so. This place is always ready.”