Geon-oh's search for Master Lee led him through a labyrinth of rumors and whispers. He'd heard tales of the legendary martial artist, a man said to possess unmatched skills and a gruff exterior that hid a heart of gold. Some said he lived in a secluded mountain retreat, others claimed he trained only the most dedicated students, those who were willing to push themselves beyond their limits.
Geon-oh, driven by his desire for revenge and his growing admiration for Sooyun, was determined to find him. He scoured the city, asking for directions at local gyms and martial arts studios. He even ventured into the city's seedier underbelly, seeking out those who might know the truth about Master Lee's whereabouts.
Finally, after weeks of searching, he received a cryptic message, a single address scrawled on a crumpled piece of paper. He followed the address to a nondescript building in a back alley, a place that seemed to exist in a twilight zone between the bustling city and the shadows of forgotten dreams.
He knocked hesitantly on the door, his heart pounding in his chest. The door creaked open, revealing a man with a weathered face and piercing eyes. He was short and stocky, his body a testament to years of rigorous training.
"You're Geon-oh," the man said, his voice gruff but surprisingly warm. "I've been expecting you."
Master Lee?" Geon-oh asked, his voice barely a whisper.
"Call me Master Lee," the man said, nodding. "You've come seeking strength. You want to be more than just a victim. You want to be a warrior."
Geon-oh nodded, a surge of hope coursing through him. He knew he'd found the right mentor, the man who could guide him on his journey towards true strength.