Baek Cheon, who was staring blankly at the two who had entered, suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly took up Wushu Bao quyen.
"I- it's a pleasure to meet the Great Master!"
Thanks to that, Mount hua disciples that were lost in thought simultaneously regained their senses and stood in Wushu Bao quyen
“It’s our pleasure to meet the Great Master of Shaolin.”
Bop Jeong smiled.
“Please forgive me for my rudeness when I came here unannounced.”
"What do you mean rude! How can you say that.”
Baek Cheon's palm began to be dripping sweat.
This is not an ordinary common courtesy. Is the Great Master of the Shaolin Temple the person that people in Jianghu want to meet at least once in their life?
So it is an honor of honor to be met by him directly, how can it be called rude.
"But is there anything that brings you here?…."
Bop Jeong smiled lightly while answering Baek Cheon's hesitant question.
“Of course there is, but it doesn't seem convenient to say it here. I don't know if the sect leader is inside?
Baek Cheon nodded in surprise.
“Ah, it's this junior’s fault. I should have informed the sect leader first… Baek Sang! Quickly report to the sect leader that Shaolin's Great Master has paid us a visit, hurry!"
“Yes, sahyung!”
Baek Sang hurriedly rushed to the second floor.
Other Mount hua disciples didn't know how to treat the Great Master of Shaolin, they just stood there dumbfounded. At that moment, Bop Jeong's gaze turned to one side.
“Oh right.”
He smiled while looking at Chung Myung.
"Is the young master ready for the final match, Mount hua Divine Dragon?"
Chung Myung laughed.
“Is there anything to prepare? After all, it is just a normal match.”
“An ordinary match.”
Bop Jeong nodded slightly as if he understood the meaning behind that answer.
“That's right. It is just a normal match. Hye Yeon should have realized that as well.”
"Hmm?"
Just when Chung Myung was about to ask again, Baek Sang rushed over.
“Please go to the second floor. This junior has already announced! Chung Myung, you go up too. Sect leader told you to come along."
"Yes."
Chung Myung lazily stood up.
"Please go this way."
"Thank you."
Bop Jeong smiled and followed Baek Sang up the second floor.
After the backs of Bop Jeong, Hye Yeon, and Chung Myung disappeared, Mount hua disciples looked at each other in bewilderment.
“What are they doing here?”
“…I don't know.”
Everyone silently watched the 4 people walking up to the second floor.
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"Please come in, Great Master."
“Thank you for the warm welcome.”
“Ho ho ho ho. It's too difficult. From the perspective of the owner, we must receive guests, but from the standpoint of a guest, of course we must welcome the Shaolin Temple's Great Master."
Bop Jeong smiled at Hyun Jong's words.
“Even though this is the Shaolin Temple. But these temples are reserved for Mount hua to rest, so please treat me as a guest.”
"Haha."
“So you have to treat me as a guest, right?”
“Shall I invite you to tea?”
