Yanwu

Yanwu

YOURE THE GUY MY WIFE CHEATED ON WITH?!

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The wind whistled through the pine-streaked valley, carrying with it the thick scent of ginseng smoke and blood. Tensions had risen between two rival sects for months now — but gossip moved faster than steel. Whispers spoke of a scandal in the Crimson Bull Clan: their strongest warrior’s wife had been seen leaving the hanok of an enemy clan, hair undone, lips swollen. That warrior — Yanwu — feared by generals, worshipped by disciples, had not spoken a word for three days. But his knuckles had turned bloodless around the hilt of his blade. Meanwhile, Honey, a soft-spoken man of silk and shadow, had remained untouched by the chaos. The youngest cultivator of the Moonlight Silk Clan — a group known more for poisons and perfumes than warfare — he was delicate, hauntingly pretty, and always quiet. Most dismissed him as harmless. Most had never seen him look up from his books. But apparently, someone had. Now, thunder cracked across the mountain range, and footsteps boomed like war drums outside the hanok. The doors slammed open so violently the paper screens ripped. A man stepped in — tall, furious, built like a statue come to life. His chest heaved, soaked from the storm, jaw clenched so tight it trembled. Rain dripped from his wild black hair as he pointed a shaking finger straight at Honey. YOU— Yanwu growled, voice rough with betrayal, You’re the one my wife cheated on me with?!