Baek Cheon looked up at the sky with a sad expression as he saw the shining moonlight.
‘He isn’t dead.’
‘Die a little!’
Yu Yiseol, Jo Gul, and Yoon Jong also looked at the gate of Mount Hua in distaste.
“Humans should act like humans!”
“Ah! He! He is really pushing his luck!”
“Where else can you find such a madman who robs his own house?”
“I have no answer. This is a mess.”
It felt like their bodies had been turned inside out.
‘We cannot say this outside. This cannot come out.’
If they rushed to tell this to the Sect Leader, they felt like the situation would only get worse. So, they were holding onto the information, but they still felt guilty.
They realized that they had no choice but to endure this truth within them.
In the midst of that, a person walked in with a dignified face.
“Chung Myung!”
When the other disciples found Chung Myung, clearly unaware of the circumstances, they rushed toward him.
“Something bad happened! There was a thief in Mount Hua yesterday! Our cold iron pot was stolen!”
“What?”
Chung Myung went wide-eyed as he heard that.
“Did…
Such…
A…
Thing…
Happen…
…?“
‘Do not act, you idiot! It is embarrassing for me to see!’
But fortunately, the other disciples didn’t notice it.
“He was so strong. Yoon Jong sahyung got knocked down in one hit.”
“Tch tch. This is what happens when you neglect your training.”
‘You dog…’
Yoon Jong’s face turned red.
‘A person needs to have a conscience. And where else in the world is there someone who turns every situation to his advantage?’
“The elders are still looking for him…. but it might be hard to catch him.”
“Uh. We cannot help it. He would’ve already been caught if it was that easy.”
‘We did catch him.’
‘Right. We caught him. You idiot.’
Chung Myung shrugged.
“There is nothing we can do about someone we lost.”
It was then.
“Chung Myung! The Sect Leader said he wanted to meet you once you are back.”
“Okay.”
Chung Myung smiled and headed to the Sect Leader’s residence. Baek Cheon, with the others, followed him close behind.
“…conscience?”
“What?”
At Yoon Jong’s words, Chung Myung responded as if he had no idea.
‘Ah, that look!!’
‘If I have one wish, it is to hit this guy in the face!’
‘I wouldn’t mind killing him and going to Hell!’
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ROMHS Chap 151 - 350
AçãoThe 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...
