Chapter 238: The World’s Greatest Martial Arts Tournament
Thud. Thud.
A pigeon flew to the window sill and perched, cooing.
Coo-coo. Coo-coo.
In modern Seoul, it would have been scared away and chased off, but in the martial arts world, pigeons are cute and clean mountain pigeons, not red-eyed monsters.
Moreover, this one was far from an ordinary pigeon.
It was a messenger pigeon, the ultimate high-speed network system of this era, worth an unimaginable fortune—GuguTalk.
I’d paid a fortune to bring it in because I needed a regular communication link with Han Jung.
Thanks to it, I could check news from Hanjung weekly through my GuguTalk with Yoo So-pyeong.
[I heard about the events at Nine Dragons Fortress. It was hard to believe that the White Dragon Sect Leader and Silver Dragon Sect Leader betrayed the fortress. I deeply respect the Sect Leader for overcoming such adversity and securing victory.]
[As you know from the Black Dragon Lord, there is no need for concern on this front. The Silk Road construction project, mobilizing refugees, has now passed through Wudou County and reached Tapchang. It appears that in about half a year, it will connect all the way to Hapgak and Nanju.]
[Upon receiving news that Gansu south of the river had been ceded, I immediately dispatched the Iron-Blooded Guard. For now, they are maintaining security by guarding the road under construction with an iron fist, but their numbers are insufficient, leaving many gaps. Therefore, I and the Military Department have proposed several alternatives…]
