The Joseon prince went to America and didn’t return Manhua

In the heart of Seoul, the bustling city of the Korean Empire, whispers of a long-lost prince began to surface. The people spoke of a man who had forsaken his royal heritage to seek fortune and power in the distant lands of America. They called him Ethan, a name that reverberated through the cobblestone streets and ancient alleyways, a name that carried with it a legacy of both admiration and betrayal. As the sun set over the majestic palace, a figure cloaked in shadows knelt before a flickering candle, his face obscured by the darkness. Prince Yi Kang, or Ethan as he was now known, wrestled with the ghosts of his past, haunted by memories of a life left behind and a destiny unfulfilled. A sudden knock shattered the stillness of the night, the sound echoing through the corridors of power. A messenger stood at the threshold, bearing tidings of a conspiracy that threatened to unravel the very fabric of the empire. With a hardened resolve, Prince Ethan rose to his feet, his eyes burning with a fierce determination as he vowed to uncover the truth, no matter the cost. Across the vast ocean, in the towering skyscrapers of New York City, shadows stirred in the heart of Kang Industries. A web of deceit and treachery was slowly closing in on Prince Ethan, testing his allegiance and pushing him to the brink of despair. As alliances crumbled and enemies closed in, he realized that the path to redemption was fraught with danger and deception. With each step closer to the truth, Prince Ethan's heart grew heavier with the burden of his dual identity. The Joseon prince who had ventured to America was no longer a mere shadow of his former self but a warrior forged in the fires of betrayal and redemption. And as the final battle loomed on the horizon, he knew that his return to Korea would not only mark the end of one chapter but the beginning of a new era, where the echoes of the past would shape the fate of an empire on the brink of collapse.