'Did I let my guard down?'

Kang Jin-Ho quietly bit down on his lips. No matter what was happening at the time, he should've noticed if this many martial artists had surrounded him. He had to admit that he made a mistake.

Something like this wouldn't have happened in the past, but it has happened, and now he had to deal with it.

'Who are they?'

Two groups currently held animosity toward Kang Jin-Ho. One was the Yeongnam Group, and the other one was the Japanese. From what Kang Jin-Ho sensed from the ninjas the last time, though, the aura they possessed, their qi, was noticeably different from his. Such a difference was undoubtedly the result of mastering a totally different type of martial arts from Kang Jin-Ho.

Right now, Kang Jin-Ho didn't sense the disharmony he felt while facing off against the ninjas. This meant this group must be either Koreans or dispatched from China...

The Chinese shouldn't have a reason to send such a large group of assailants just to deal with Kang Jin-Ho, which left only the...

“...The Yeongnam Group, is it?”

No one responded to Kang Jin-Ho's hushed call. But that silence was already a good enough answer for him.

'This is rather familiar...'

How many times had he confronted the Yeongnam Group's assailants by now?

A martial artist emitted a particular aura unique to the martial technique they mastered. This meant Kang Jin-Ho found the act of differentiating the modern era martial artists rather simple to pull off.

In the past, martial...