119 – Heavenly Fortune

“You didn't... come because of the barrier?”

Squeeze. Mu-gyeong's grip on Ho-yeon's wrist tightened instinctively. If he had run all the way from the North Sea to here, it would have taken at least several dozen days. Had he been asleep for that long?

Ho-yeon, who had been helplessly captivated by the red eyes staring at him, only then saw Cheon Mu-gyeong's face more clearly. There was a sense of fatigue all over his face, as if he were under the illusion that cold sweat was seeping from his hands.