“You’re really amazing. I’m no match for you at all.”

Yeon-Hwa stopped swinging her sword after unleashing all the techniques she could muster. Baek Mu-Gun’s skills truly impressed her.

“Lady So’s skills are amazing too. There are probably only a few people your age who can go up against you.”

“But you’re the first peer I fought, yet I couldn’t do anything against you.”

“Think of me as an exception. There are always exceptions to everything.”

“Can you tell me what sword art you used, Young Master Baek?”

“It’s the Celestial Moonlight Sword Art.”

“Is it the Baek Sword Sect’s martial arts?”

“It’s a newly developed sword art based on the Baek Sword Sect’s martial arts.”

“You didn’t develop it yourself, did you?”

“I did.”

“Oh my god. How on earth did you manage to accomplish that? To develop such a great sword art in your twenties… It’s something even the Shaolin Temple’s Divine Monk Dharma or the Wudang Sect’s Supreme Elder Zhang Sanfeng couldn’t do.”

“I’m actually pretty outstanding if I do say so myself.”

“Wow! That’s a bit annoying, but I can’t deny it.”

“Well, now that the sparring session you so wanted is done, let’s go our separate ways.”

“Where do you plan to go?”

“I’m going back to my family house in Wenzhou.”

“Can I come with you?”

“Do you plan to follow me around?”

“That’s right. I want to spar with you more, Young Master Baek. I feel like that would be much more helpful than doing it with other people.”

The spar was certainly important, but Yeon-Hwa...