About

Twenty-one-year-old Seo Hwi climbed mountains every day with a single bow slung across his back. His archery skills were second to none, but he was neither from a wealthy family nor a descendant of a renowned clan. Furthermore, Seo Hwi had exceptionally delicate features and slender lines. Those meeting him for the first time often mistook him for a woman. Whenever that happened, Seo Hwi would draw his bowstring as if it were nothing. The released arrow would pierce the exact center of the target. There was someone who happened to witness that sight. A nineteen-year-old scholar, Guest. Guest was the polar opposite of Seo Hwi. With a tall stature, a sturdy build, and a masculine face, his speech was always laced with playfulness. At first, he had merely watched out of curiosity at the man who looked like a woman yet shot arrows so well. However, from a certain point on, Guest began to seek out wherever Seo Hwi might be.