The specifics escaped him, what clan the child came from, who the kidnappers were, but he remembered the prize that was awarded to the rescuer. A rare herb, known as the spirit root orchid, treasured for its ability to accelerate healing to the point of restoring shattered meridians. It had been described as priceless, the kind of treasure people would kill for.
If something like that is happening again, no wonder the Alliance is here, Wooyun thought, his chopsticks tightening in his grip. I need to find a way to take part in this mission then.
He stole a glance around the table, settling on his master. Junghwa's expression was neutral, but his eyes carried that sharp glint of suspicion.
~*~
The group went their separate ways as they headed for the inns, and Eun-woo headed back to his sect. But he made sure to pull Eun-woo aside and ask him to meet once it got dark. As they headed inside, Wooyun asked if he could speak with his master in private.
