117 A Wise Answer to a Foolish Question

Everyone drew their swords.

And yet, no one moved.

To call it a standoff—or rather, to describe it as one—was peculiar. Namgung Pacheon was simply standing there without making any particular preparations.

He merely watched us in silence, like a master about to impart a lesson.

‘This is seriously nerve-racking.’

The two female warriors before me also merely held their swords and watched for an opening. It was a strange situation in which neither went any further.

“What are you waiting for?”

Unable to bear the frustration, I asked them, and both answered at once.

“I’m looking for an opening.”

“I’m watching for a gap.”...