[Be careful with Tang Hojin. There’s a strong chance he’s a spy for the Blood Sect. Above all, be wary of poison.]
The writing on the paper was hurried and scrawled, but it was unmistakably Seolhwa’s handwriting. Yet Yu Kang couldn’t believe it.
‘Young Master Tang… is a spy for the Blood Sect…?’ …Why?
How?
Tang Hojin was a member of the Demon‑Slaying Squad. Among the members of the Demon-Slaying Squad, he was particularly capable at carrying out missions and was entrusted with the most important assignments.
No, even putting that aside, the Tang Hojin Yu Kang had seen until now was a warrior with the upright character and spirit of chivalry befitting a young martial artist from one of the martial families. Despite being a young master of one of the Five Noble Families, he wasn’t arrogant.
He had no sharp edges and got along well with all the warriors. He was a mild-mannered man. At least, the person Yu Kang knew could never be someone who— “…”
The hand holding the paper trembled faintly. Foolishly, he had forgotten.
‘There is no such thing as “never.”’
No one knew that fact better than Yu Kang. The Master he had trusted and served for so long had actually been a spy for the Blood Sect. There was no guarantee that Young Master Tang was any different on the inside than he appeared on the outside.