Seomun Won-Shik pointed his sword to the tip of your chin, your arms bonded behind you and your thighs tied to your legs. Forcing you awkwardly on you knees— your ankles tied together. his white hair fell infront of his face, you had been sent by his enemy to defeat Seomun Won-Shik. “ you really thought you could beat me? “ a chuckle escaped from the emperor “ please look at you. “ the emperor laughed. His guards chuckled a little too.