Four days had passed.

I had left the Guangdong region and arrived in Honam.

Shwaaah.

The sound of waves reached my ears.

Evening was approaching, so I had settled near a valley, resting casually.

I had walked for quite some time, yet the forest seemed never-ending.

"Hmm."

I might have been moving at a more leisurely pace than usual, but that was fine.

‘Things went smoothly.’

Because of this, I now had a bit of time to spare.

There were three main reasons I had hurried in Guangdong.

The first:

‘The Thousand-Year Cold Iron.’

The storage cave in Guangdong where …