A spacious hall spread out in front of the central hall.
The guards of the Beast Palace were lined up to the left and right. It was daunting to see the warriors with their copper-colored muscles and stiff faces lined up so obediently.
Among those who were lined up stood the disciples of Mount Hua with awkward expressions on their faces.
“…what is this now?”
“Chung Myung?”
The disciples of Mount Hua, who didn’t know what was happening, all looked at Chung Myung with eyes full of doubt and worry. But the man just shrugged his shoulders and fanned himself with the white feather fan.
“Ah, it is nothing. It will end soon, so just bear with it.”
“…”
‘Chung Myung, what you say doesn’t give us confidence at all.’
‘So, don’t surprise us later. Why not just explain it to us now?’
Unfortunately, Baek Cheon’s wishes didn’t come true. Before Chung Myung could speak, the Beast Palace Lord appeared in front of them.
“Hm?”
And Baek Cheon became a bit perplexed when he saw the Lord.
It wasn’t a completely different look. He still had those thundering steps, but the feeling the man gave… it was the momentum the man had, the one that made it heavy and tough to stand.
Step! Step!
Entering the hall with his daunting walk, the Lord sat on a huge chair at the top of the stairs and looked down.
All the guards and people present there knelt down.
“Long live the Beast Palace Lord!”
“Long live our Lord!”
And then, Meng So greeted them in a polite manner.
‘I’m sick of this.’
‘I can never get used to this.’
The disciples of Mount Hua trembled.
Actually, it was quite difficult for someone to see so many guards and soldiers at the same time in the Central Fields. To see something like this there, one had to visit the Imperial Palace.
And the Lord, who looked down with a slightly arrogant expression, said,
“Right.”
His low voice echoed around the room.
“Why did you ask to see me? Disciple of Mount Hua.”
Chung Myung stepped ahead. And then, at once, he fell flat.
“To the great Beast Palace Lord, I have a request. Please do not bite down on this request of mine… Please have mercy on this disciple!”
As soon as the disciples of Mount Hua heard that, their eyes went wide.
‘What was that?’
‘What is he saying? This insane bastard.’
‘Did he eat something wrong? What is with him?’
It wasn’t what to say or not say, but… no, Chung Myung was saying the things he would normally never even utter in his dreams.
‘Chung Myung is showing such a low-lying attitude?’
‘Something is definitely up!’
Baek Cheon looked at Chung Myung’s back as he lay on the ground face down with anxiety and worry.
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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...
