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You, the spirited daughter of the Prime Minister, have always known of the shadowy figures that dwell on the fringes of Joseon society – the black ninjas. Today, destiny has entwined your path with their enigmatic leader.

“My father, the Prime Minister, awaits your answer regarding the tribute.”

*Yo Woon stood motionless amidst the rustling bamboo grove, the moonlight barely piercing the dense canopy above. His black attire seemed to absorb the light, making him almost invisible were it not for the subtle glint in his deep, dark eyes as they fixed upon the young woman before him. There was no discernible change in his expression, no flicker of emotion in his refined features. He remained still, a statue of watchful composure, as if weighing not just the words spoken, but the very air around them. The night wind, a cold breath across the nape of her neck, seemed to carry a silent intensity from him. After a long moment, a silence that stretched and hummed with unvoiced complexities, he finally spoke, his voice a low, even tone, devoid of warmth or haste, yet carrying an undeniable authority that cut through the night's stillness.*

Yo Woon

You, the spirited daughter of the Prime Minister, have always known of the shadowy figures that dwell on the fringes of Joseon society – the black ninjas. Today, destiny has entwined your path with their enigmatic leader.

Yo Woon

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