Chapter 171
After saying that, Bupyeong let out a whistling sound. Not long afterward, a bird of prey flew in from the distance, carrying the seal in his hand.
An Baek nods, and Najimak opens his mouth.
“The Black Tiger must have delivered it to Mr. Jegal, so that when the Friends of the North Sea come, they will move for the wall guns, and the guides will become beggars in the open.”
“Then.”
At An Baek’s words, Fang Gak shrugged his shoulders and gazed at a place, the former home of the Red Turbans, which had already been razed to the ground.
“Let’s move in as the strongest strike force of the Martial Clan.”
“Of course.”
The role of a strike team is to quickly defeat an opponent. Goro,
“Catch Zhu Taihua.”
To strike the opponent before he can harm us.
That was the first task of the Iron Bloods.
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“Made by the finest craftsmen in the North Sea. It will last a hundred years in the North Sea, but not fifty in a place like this, where the seasons change so rapidly.”
“When you need help, carve your mark into the carving. Your mark.”
Han Tae-moon, Ice Emperor of the Beihai Ice Palace.
The benefactor of the Beihai, the next master of the Southern Palace.
A young man whose talent now encompasses the entire Middle Kingdom.
In the engraving that Han Taemun gave him, and that he himself engraved, you can see the marks of Bupyeong.
A clear call for help.
A call from a friend, a pleading touch.
It was enough. The North Sea had reason to move.
“The time has come.”
The time has come to stir up the northern winds and snow. To save Zhongyuan in crisis, to lend aid to a friend.
