“Ahh… I drank too much.”
Jo Gul lifted his head and looked up at the sky.
It was late into the night, so the sun would soon rise.
The feast hosted by the Beast Palace Lord went on until late in the morning. To be precise, it was the betting match between the Palace Lord and Chung Myung that extended until dawn.
‘Who won?’
‘How can I even know?’
Unwilling to drink anymore, the rest of the disciples left the two of them and went back to the rooms. The disciples of Mount Hua decided to unpack their luggage in the rooms assigned by the Beast Palace attendants, who were leading their wary bodies.
“Kuak. It would be better if you didn’t wake me up till lunchtime.”
He must’ve had a lot to drink. After washing his face at the well and wiping it off, Jo Gul staggered to his room.
Inside, Yoon Jong was cleaning his bed and then proceeded to open the window and look out the room.
“Won’t you sleep, sahyung?”
“I will.”
Yoon Jong turned away from Jo Gul after a light reply.
“…do you have any concerns?”
“Rather than concerns…”
Yoon Jong smiled.
It was ridiculous to even ask if he had any concerns after coming all this way to Yunnan and entering the Nanman Beast Palace.
No matter how much they were welcomed, this was a place where they couldn’t relax. However, Yoon Jong knew why Jo Gul was asking him this question.
“Gul.”
“Yes, sahyung.”
“I am sorry. It is because of me.”
“What are you talking about? Sahyung!”
Jo Gul was shocked.
“Aren’t we past all that?”
“The things we went through before… everyone would have died because of me.”
Yoon Jong’s face went stiff.
“If something had really gone wrong, Chung Myung would have solved it.”
“That is the problem.”
“Uh?”
Yoon Jong shook his head.
“Because Chung Myung was there, we got out of that situation. We might have thought it all worked out. We should be of help to him, not a burden. But in the end, I became a burden, right?”
“Sahyung…”
“I was stupid. I will never do that again. I’m sorry.”
“No, sahyung.”
Jo Gul sighed. His heart knew that no matter what he said, Yoon Jong wouldn’t feel right.
“But… why did you do that? It was my first time seeing sahyung like that.”
“Tha…”
Yoon Jong bit his lip.
He looked like he was deeply thinking about something and took a deep breath.
“Did you know that I was an orphan?”
“Yes, I’ve heard about it.”
“Then you know I was a beggar, right?”
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ROMHS Chap 151 - 350
ActionThe 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...
