“Save us!”
“Forgive us!”
“I will do anything if you let me go!”
Baek Cheon tilted his head.
“What are they saying?”
“…that they will do anything if we spare them.”
Baek Cheon frowned at Jo Gul’s answer.
“Didn’t I tell you not to hit their mouths?”
“Yes, but they rebelled.”
“…”
‘Lovely sajae, just because they resist, we don’t aim for their jaws.’
Baek Cheon shook his head.
‘I cannot use Jo Gul.’
Somehow, they all seemed to resemble Chung Myung. If that was the case, why bother cursing at Chung Myung alone?
He sighed heavily and looked at the kneeling bandits.
‘That looks so painful.’
Come to think of it, there was no room for sympathy for these people. Because they were the ones who were aiming for the merchants’ goods.
According to Kwak Gyung, these bandits had definitely killed a lot of people, so there was a high chance that these people had killed kindhearted people because of their greed.
But despite knowing that…
“Huhuhu.”
“…”
Seeing Chung Myung walking behind him with a smile on his face made him feel bad for the bandits.
Chung Myung, who was smiling the whole time, approached Baek Cheon.
“What do we do now?”
“What do we do?”
Chung Myung smiled as he looked down at the bandits.
“Although they don’t eat grass, they will pull the carriage if we feed them something.”
“…”
‘Just kill them, bastard.’
Kwak Gyung rubbed his eyes.
However, no matter how many times he repeated that action, the vision in front of him didn’t change.
The horses that were supposed to pull the carriage painstakingly were now just lightly walking beside them as if they were out taking a stroll. And it was even more shocking that humans were pulling the carriage now.
“Kuak.”
“Kuak!”
The bandits, who had now turned into horses, dragged the carriage as their entire bodies struggled.
“…”
‘What does he normally do to even think about making a human being pull a carriage?’
‘Would a normal man even be able to think about doing such a thing?’
Even more surprising was that the man-drawn carriage was moving three times faster than when it was horse-drawn.
‘If humans could be such good horses, then why were humans using horses for their carriag… no! no!’
The swordsman named Chung Myung, who sat on the carriage seat, hit the head of the bandit closest to him with his sheathed sword.
“Are you kidding me? Where is the strength in your legs?”
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ROMHS Chap 151 - 350
AcţiuneThe 13th disciple of the Mount Hua Sect, one of the greatest third generation swordsmen, the Plum Blossom Sword Saint: Chung Myung. After defeating the Heavenly Demon and ending his reign of chaos, Chung Myung breathed his last on the summit of the...
