"The Bloodfang Tiger...?"
Woon Seorin's eyes went wide.
Muk-yeong nodded and signed.
— More wrinkles than in the wanted portrait, but there's no mistake. It's the Bloodfang Tiger.
Woon Seorin couldn't find words. She pressed a hand to her forehead.
Seo Woojin couldn't hold back.
"Who is the Bloodfang Tiger?"
Woon Seorin heaved a deep sigh.
"The Bloodfang Tiger. The man who once wiped out three Green Forest strongholds on his own."
The Green Forest was an alliance of bandits.
So Seo Woojin still didn't see the problem.
"They're still just bandits, aren't they?"
"If they were ordinary bandit camps, I wouldn't be this shocked. Every stronghold he wiped out was one of the Eighteen Strongholds."
Seo Woojin scratched his head, embarrassed.
"Sorry. I'm not very well-informed..."
Woon Seorin explained patiently, as if she understood.
"For most of the Green Forest, Young Master Seo is right. Most of them barely deserve to be called warriors. But the Eighteen Strongholds are different. Every one of their men has trained properly in the martial arts. There are a fair number of pinnacle-realm masters among them, too."
Now he understood why she'd been so shaken.
Wiping out three of those on his own
was no small thing.
"The Bloodfang Tiger, No Gang. He didn't start out on the righteous path. He was a wandering warrior. As far as I know, he lost his family to bandits and went after the Green Forest for revenge."
"Hm. And the Green Forest just let him be?"
Being attacked by one man would have been a huge blow to their pride.
The entire Green Forest must have come after No Gang.
However formidable he was, he couldn't have taken on all of them.
The answer was surprisingly simple.
"The Murim Alliance stepped in. The Murim Alliance Lord heard of his feats, ordered him rescued, and settled the matter face-to-face with the King of the Green Forest. That's how No Gang ended up in the Murim Alliance."
Seo Woojin frowned.
The Murim Alliance Lord had stepped in personally. He must have wanted No Gang badly.
Then the man…