Heaven-Soaring Guest, Man Hwi. He had clearly gouged out his own eyes, yet even so, the whites alone were faintly healing over. It was likely the last recovery ability of the Orthodox martial arts.
In fact, he might be better off than Great Monk Beomheo, who had cleanly carved out his eyeballs. Jeong Yeonshin raised his head to the white clouds. He did not want to look at Man Hwi.
He merely asked Mungok.
“While Martial Star Wuqu worked as the Southern Emperor’s spy, did he often travel back and forth to Ming?” —Yes.
Being skilled in short, decisive battles also means moving swiftly. His achievements in Ocular Arts and the Thousand-Li Earth Listening Art are high, and his leaping distance is tremendous... So much so that even his hobby was touring Mount Everest.
“Spy work in the body of a Demon Clan member?” —If you do not get caught, is that not a fine spy?
“That business of making people into dried meat and eating them. When did it become a problem? I know the War God did not keep shielding him forever.” —Now.
It becomes a problem today. Mungok’s voice was calm. Only Jeong Yeonshin asked back with a slightly raised tone.
“Why now, all of a sudden?” —Why do you think the Demonic Territory is called the Demonic Territory?
It is because some savage, uneducated ones began eating people in place of farming.