Bi Hyeon-hwa.
Her realm is somewhere between the peak and the mature peak.
Though classified as an assassin, her proficiency in assassination is on the low side.
Separately from that, her success rate is on the high side, but unless the situation required it, she was someone who didn’t take on missions in that direction.
What she was mainly entrusted with was mostly information gathering.
As a woman called the hidden flower of the Murim Alliance, Bi Hyeon-hwa possessed a beautiful appearance.
And since she herself knew it well, she was a person who used it to deploy honey traps.
“Are you alright…? I’m really sorry….”
With eyes full of moisture, she carefully checks if there are any injured spots.
I quietly watched that sight.
‘What was this all about, anyway.’
I had already sensed her approaching from the start.
I also knew that she had deliberately bumped into me.
I just let it happen once because I was curious about what she was trying to do.
‘To think I’d fall for this.’
Bi Hyeon-hwa is so fragrant that anyone who smells her fragrance is bound to be enchanted by her.
This is a famous saying spread throughout the Central Plains.
‘Tch.’
To call it fragrant, it’s far too nauseating.
She must have applied so much powder that just smelling it makes my stomach churn.
However, I had to make an effort not to show it.
“How should I compensate for this…. Ahh….”
Bi Hyeon-hwa subtly presses her body close with a seductive voice.
Her chest lightly brushes against me.
I lowered my gaze to look at Bi Hyeon-hwa.
She has quite a bewitching face. It’s true that she’s beautiful enough to be called the flower of the Murim Alliance.
‘Fucking bitch.’
That was my only impression.
At this point, knowing Bi Hyeon-hwa’s true nature, to me, Bi Hyeon-hwa was nothing more than a pebble, no more, no less.
-You vermin-like bastard, how dare you look at me with those…