Chapter: 692

Fall!

Chun Yeowun took off his hands from Daedung-Du’s neck. Relieved that he wasn’t going to lose his life, he sank to the ground. It was surprising that the force that was squeezing out the life from him disappeared just like that.

Taking pity, Chun Yeowun said to him.

“Then Daedang-du, follow up on your word.”

Meanwhile, on the left side of the Imperial’s Dragon Palace, was the Flower Palace of the court ladies.

The Flower Palace is the place where only the court ladies and the Emperor would enter. On its west side was a bamboo forest, where a person wrapped in a cloth secretly entered.

Even though it was dark because of the sun setting, appearing familiar with the path, the person moved without a light. However, during his walk, the person had no idea that his movement caught someone’s attention.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Someone wanted the person dead. Just like him, the follower also covered his face with something similar to a white cloth, if carefully observed, one could see the gold armor.

‘How far is that one going to move?’

The man wearing the gold shield armor was none other than a warrior from the Demonic Cult. It wasn’t just Chun Yeowun that sneaked into the Imperial Palace to find answers. His men too were infiltrating and chasing the suspicious ones to track down the five spies. They were all elite, made up of Grand Master or near to Superior Master Level.

The person who had been walking through the bamboo forest for a long time suddenly came to a halt.

‘Ah!’

-tak!

Holding on to the bamboo, the Demonic Cult’s warrior stopped. Holding his breath, he looked at the person. The person seemed like someone trained to assassinate, he was excellent in stealth when compared to ordinary trainees.

‘Huh?’

Half an hour after the person stopped, someone began to appear. It was dark, but the faint moonlight shining through the bamboo trees made the face vaguely visible. A dress the elite had seen countless times.

‘Maid?’

Shockingly, the one who appeared in the bamboo forest was an elderly court lady. As she wore a red silk robe, she seemed to be a high-class martial arts user among the court ladies.

At that moment he tried to focus on listening to their conversation by trying to breathe as silently as possible.

Swoosh!

‘Ah!’

The image of the maid standing in front of the supposed spy disappeared. Judging from that, something strange was unfolding below. He moved closer to look but ended up hearing a woman’s voice from behind.

“There seem to be a lot of rats in this dignified Imperial Palace.”

‘Im... impossible.’

He looked at her, perceiving a person full of confidence. Every cell in his body warned out loud that he had to get away, to run away as fast as possible.

Without hesitation, the Demonic Cult’s warrior tried to escape from the unknown court lady by kicking a bamboo at her in an attempt to widen their distance. But.

Puck!

“Kuak!”

Before he could do anything, he was stunned by the force which hit his bare neck. Losing consciousness, the man fell on the ground below.