Ha-Yun had just emerged from the crowd and happened to see the man holding Jeong roughly by the collar. He hurried to their side, followed by Haha, who stumbled a few steps behind him.
"What's going on?" Ha-Yun repeated.
His eyes looked at the man carefully, taking in his appearance with an apprehensive gaze.
The man's robes were dark, seeming almost black in the dim light. The sleeves were wrapped tightly around his wrists and a long sword dangled from his belt. Long, black hair hung behind his back in a half ponytail. His thick eyebrows were currently furrowed in a tight frown, giving the man a fierce appearance.
