Cha Gwang tilted his head.
‘Three Seo-gongja? Do we even have a position like that in the Ma-gyo?’
There was no such title. There were, however, people known as Young Masters and Young Ladies.
And then a thought struck him with the force of a physical blow.
He’s the Cult Leader’s disciple!
Clang!
‘Huh?’
Cha Gwang blinked. Without him even realizing it, his sword was rolling on the ground.
What? Had the strength fled his hands? He had
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