The afternoon before Gyeon Jioh left Seorak. Tak, tak—. “Janggun.” “Aigo, that’s why Blue should’ve taken the Cannon a moment ago. I knew it.” “Hey now, what a personality. Who can’t kibitz from the side? Your mouth just—” Cigarette smoke hung thick in the glass greenhouse. Before a solid wood janggi board, a few old heads huddled. One grizzled lion,...
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