A child

Appa, thank you

After Chung Myung had thrown Hwa-Jin and returned to where the disciples were waiting for him. They were waiting for an explanation after finding out that Hwa-Young's uncle had come to visit.

"Chung Myung could you please explain the situation..."

Baek Chun, the responsible one stepped out to interrogate the demon.

Chung did his iconic avoid-the-question deed

He put his pinky finger in his ear and scratched, with a scowling face he replied in his annoying voice.

"What? Do you dare question me? Dong-Ryeong has become so brave!"

At the reply, Baek Chung couldn't help but tremble in anger. So Jong Yoon took the charge.

"Chung Myung, we just want to know if you didn't kidnap the poor boy from his family?"

Chung Myung made an exaggerated gasp...

"How dare you guys assume that I kidnapped the child? That brat was on the streets when I took him in and he willingly followed me!"

When everyone looked at Hwa-Young to confirm what the demon said was true, Hwa-Young nodded.

"My family kicked me out, and I have been living on the streets since then. Chung Myung Sahyung actually saved me."

The young boy’s lips formed a small grateful smile, his eyes filled with a sprinkle of sadness and appreciation.

Which made the older disciples' hearts sink.

Since that day everyone in Mount Hua agreed silently that they would protect the sweet child and give him the happiness he deserves.

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It has been a month, no words from Hwa-Young's uncle, and rather peaceful days in Mount Hua.

Well as peaceful as it can get...

Sun high in the sky, with a cold breeze running through the plum blossom trees.

And agonizing screams could be heard from the top of Mount Hua, where the prestigious sect was located.

If no one knows better they might have thought that an enemy attacked Mount Hua.

But it was just their usual Ausra terrorizing the disciples, by giving them tortoures training.

"Chung Myung, the sect leader is calling you!"

Chung Myung was currently hitting one of the disciples on his head with a wooden sword.

For some reason, the disciple would have preferred a metal sword, at least he would die in one slash and not bear this pain.

So once he heard that the demon was called, he couldn't help but tears of happiness fall from his eyes.

As soon as Chung Myung left, the disciple collapsed on the floor.

The other disciples could only sympathize and pity him.

Chung Myung strolled towards the sect leader's room, wondering what the sect leader wants from him.

Chung Myung openly walked through the room without knocking.

"Ah, Chugn Myung you are finally here!"

Hyun Jong greeted Chung Myung with a warm smile.

Chung Myung noted how many papers and scrolls were lying around the room and Hyun Jong sounded exhausted.

"I greet the sect leader!"