Chapter 87 Myorin.
A sudden Five-limbed Prostration. The sheer force of her deep bow, given with all her might, left everyone in the room speechless with shock.
She had seemed like a haughty, cold Daoist Priestess, one who would meticulously list her demands. Who could have predicted she would act like this?
Namgung-woo was the quickest to regain his composure. Unlike the other three, who were meeting her for the first time, he was at least aware of her existence. This, combined with his sense of responsibility as a representative and his exceptional mental fortitude stemming from his high Cultivation Realm, allowed him to recover swiftly.
In any case, Namgung-woo looked down at the Daoist Priestess, considering what to ask first.
However, unlike with Hang-wi, he made no move to help her up. He hadn’t yet fully dispelled his suspicions about this Daoist Priestess.
“I’m not sure where to start…” Namgung-woo began, pulling a chair closer and sitting down to avoid the uncomfortable sight of the Daoist Priestess’s Five-limbed Prostration. “I’ll listen to your story. We have plenty of time.”
A survivor of the Namgung Clan said to be in Luoyang. One might think there was no time to dally, given the constant threat of the Dokgo Clan’s Assassination Order, but Zhuge Jong had told Namgung-woo more than just her mere survival.
‘For some reason, the Dokgo Clan has been turning a blind eye to this particular survivor,’ Namgung-woo recalled. The reason was unknown. However, Zhuge Jong had said that the Namgung Clan survivor hadn’t hidden her origins, and though the Martial Alliance later tried to conceal her information for protection, it had already reached the Dokgo Clan’s ears. Yet, the Dokgo Clan had made no move, even after a considerable amount of time had passed. So, at least for now, there was no need to worry.
