“Missed him.”

Amidst the countless people in the crowd, the man quietly muttered to himself.

He had an ordinary face, not particularly distinct or memorable. It was the kind of face you’d forget after passing by.

‘Did he notice something?’

It shouldn’t be possible.

Even a martial artist of the Hwagyeong (Flower Realm) wouldn’t be able to detect our presence.

No matter how exceptional the True Dragon might be, it’s still impossible.

‘But I was the one who missed it.’

It was strange.

I had concealed my presence from the moment the True Dragon arrived in Hanam, but at some …