Lee Ahn was pursued by palace soldiers who had betrayed him. He and his loyal followers ran as fast as they could to defeat their enemies. His eyes were red from crying. Riding a horse, he carried a torch.
Meanwhile, an old soldier raised his sword to the sky with a sly smile. He and hundreds of palace soldiers were ready to strike down the young king with all their might. This was the path to power.
His name was Kim Yang. He was the king's maternal uncle, who had ruthlessly killed his own brother, and now his target was the king who had ascended the throne. He hoped that someone from the Kim clan would ascend the throne.
"The king is nowhere to be found, sir."
"If we don't find him, we must shoot flaming arrows," said Kim Yang to his loyal guard. The guard nodded.
The king's whereabouts were increasingly lost in the darkness. Another royal guard looked back. He saw flaming arrows flying through the air.
"Your Majesty!!!!!!!" shouted the guard. The king did not look back. He continued riding without stopping. With a broken and confused heart, his tears fell in the middle of the journey.
Finally, the king's horse was shot, as were his guards, and they fell into a ravine filled with water. He plunged down under the light of the full moon. He died in the middle of the night, remembering all the beautiful moments he had shared with someone who had always been by his side.
He died in the middle of a bitter winter. In the water, the horses and people with him sank to the bottom of the sea. Meanwhile, his body gradually rose to the surface. His hair turned white, causing a tremendous shock.