34.Han So-Yeon’s Return and Yoon Seol-Hwa’s Decision

Han So-Yeon let out a deep sigh as she prepared to return to her family estate. The time she had spent at Black Cloud Pavilion weighed heavily on her heart—every conversation shared, every moment of training, and every change she had witnessed had left an indelible mark on her spirit.

Training alongside Lee Do-Hyun and guiding the trainees had been more than a duty; it had been a journey of growth and purpose. Yet, no matter how much she had achieved, the call of her family—the obligations that came with her noble bloodline—could no longer be ignored.

 "Still, my family must come first."

The decision wasn't easy. Every step toward her hometown felt like a retreat from the progress she had made. As she packed her belongings, her mind wrestled with the thought of abandoning the people she had come to care for.

A Cold Welcome

Upon her return, Han So-Yeon was met with a cold and formal reception. Her father's sharp eyes reflected both disappointment and restrained fury. Her mother's expression, though softer, was tinged with deep concern.

 "So-Yeon, what is the meaning of this disgrace?" her father demanded, his voice cold and commanding.

"You abandoned your responsibilities to the family to train commoners and courtesans at some backwater dojo. Do you think that reflects the honor of our name?"

The weight of his words pressed heavily on her shoulders, yet she stood tall.

 "I didn't abandon anything," she replied calmly.

"At Black Cloud Pavilion, I helped people who had no power find their own strength. And alongside Lee Do-Hyun, I saw the potential for real change in Murim—one that transcends bloodlines and social status."

Her father's fingers rapped against his desk, the sound echoing through the room like a drum of authority.

 "Your duty is to uphold our family's legacy. There is no future for you in that place. Your role is here, with us, serving the family's interests."

Her mother, though silent, averted her gaze—unable to reconcile the expectations of their lineage with her daughter's evident conviction.

A Quiet Resolve

Despite the cold reception, So-Yeon remained defiant. Her time at Black Cloud Pavilion had taught her more than martial arts; it had given her clarity and a sense of responsibility that went beyond familial duty.

 "I've already made a difference there," she thought. "And Do-Hyun… he's destined to do even more. Someone has to support him."

Confined by her family's expectations but unwilling to give up entirely, So-Yeon made a decision. She couldn't stand beside Lee Do-Hyun for now, but she could ensure that someone capable would.

That night, by candlelight, she composed a letter addressed to Yoon Seol-Hwa—an old friend and rival from the righteous sects, known for her unwavering sense of justice and unparalleled martial prowess.

The Letter's Message

 "Seol-Hwa,

I must return to my family, bound by duty that I cannot yet defy. But the work we began at Black Cloud Pavilion must not be abandoned.

Lee Do-Hyun is more than a warrior—he's a catalyst for change in Murim. If anyone can help him carry the burden of that responsibility, it's you.

This isn't just a request—it's a call to arms. The future of Murim is shifting, and I believe you will play a crucial role in shaping it.

I trust you to make the right choice.

—Han So-Yeon"

Yoon Seol-Hwa's Decision

Far from the pavilion, Yoon Seol-Hwa read the letter under the glow of a lantern. The words stirred something deep within her—memories of friendly rivalries, shared ideals, and the countless debates she and So-Yeon had once engaged in.

 "A call to arms, huh?" she whispered, folding the letter carefully.

She knew of Lee Do-Hyun—his reputation was growing even among the righteous sects. But this letter wasn't just about helping an individual; it was about defending a vision of Murim where power was no longer dictated by bloodlines or tradition.

A slow, determined smile spread across her face.

 "If this is the battle worth fighting for," she murmured, strapping her blade to her waist, "then I'll be there."

The winds of change were gathering.

And with Yoon Seol-Hwa's arrival on the horizon, the future of Black Cloud Pavilion—and Murim itself—was about to shift once more.

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Yoon Seol-Hwa Decides to Aid Lee Do-Hyun

Yoon Seol-Hwa fell into deep thought as she read Han So-Yeon's letter. The words weighed heavily on her, pressing the burden of an important choice onto her shoulders. Should she accept this request and offer her assistance, or should she continue upholding the responsibilities demanded by her position in the Orthodox Sect?

She was already well aware of Lee Do-Hyun's potential. He wasn't merely another promising warrior growing within Black Cloud Pavilion—he was someone who could eventually stand at the very center of the martial world's transformation. His reputation for gathering and uplifting those deemed powerless was proof enough of his rising influence.

As she reflected on the current state of the martial world, Seol-Hwa carefully weighed her options. Her duty as a member of the Orthodox Sect was clear: maintain balance, preserve order, and uphold tradition. Yet rejecting Han So-Yeon's request felt like closing the door on a rare opportunity—an opportunity to help guide a figure who might change the very foundation of Murim.

"Lee Do-Hyun… He isn't just another swordsman. He's someone who can reshape the world."*

With that realization, Yoon Seol-Hwa took a deep breath and made her decision. She would visit Black Cloud Pavilion and offer her guidance. Her support wouldn't be permanent—her role was to remain neutral and observe. But while there, she would help strengthen the foundation of the hall and offer Lee Do-Hyun the tools to reach his full potential.

"If I can help him even for a short time, regardless of my allegiance, it's worth the effort."*

Seol-Hwa carefully composed her reply, promising to offer assistance for a time. As she sealed the letter, she solidified her resolve to personally witness the growth of Lee Do-Hyun and the changes he was bringing to Black Cloud Pavilion.

"I need to see how much he's grown—and what changes he's truly capable of making."*

The journey to the pavilion was filled with memories of her past encounters with Lee Do-Hyun. She recalled his unwavering determination, his raw potential, and his willingness to help others—a combination rarely seen in the martial world's rising talents.

When she finally arrived at the gates of Black Cloud Pavilion, she didn't hesitate. The trainees halted their practice momentarily, pausing to watch the unfamiliar yet commanding figure step inside. Her presence exuded quiet authority and strength, drawing curious gazes from those around her.

Without acknowledging the stares, Yoon Seol-Hwa walked forward, her eyes set on one goal:

"I will witness the transformation that has begun here. And if necessary, I will ensure Lee Do-Hyun's rise continues without faltering."*