Drip. Drip. Drip.
A mild, non-irritating scent spread through the room as the tea was poured into the cups.
The scent of the tea seemed to pair well with the air within the Shaolin Sect.
The Abbot of the Shaolin Sect, smiling, held a cup in front of him and said,
“I don’t know if this tea will suit your palate.”
Hyun Jong bowed at those words,
“If it is the tea the Abbot has directly made, it doesn’t matter if we like it or not. Just receiving it is a luxury.”
The man smiled and shook his head as he heard that,
“Tea is just tea. Regardless of whether it is the emperor that makes it or whether it is someone else, it is still the same tea. Please enjoy it.”
“Yes, thank you.”
Hyun Jong took the cup and looked around.
Contrary to the jaw-dropping scenery on the outside of the Shaolin Sect, where the abbot stayed was shabby and not that great.
‘As expected.’
The man didn’t seem too extravagant either.
Contrary to the title of the Shaolin Sect’s Abbot, the person in front of him didn’t have a particularly special aura.
Apart from the embroidery on his robe, he looked like an ordinary old monk. Just one among the many that could be seen around the Shaolin Sect.
But that was exactly why Hyun Jong appreciated this man.
The Abbot held a very high position, but he maintained his dignity in his own way.
‘He is truly a person worthy of the position of Abbot of the Shaolin Sect.’
Hyun Jong looked at the Abbot in admiration. The Abbot put down his teacup and said,
“You all have worked so hard to come such a long way.”
There was tenderness in each of his words.
“Compared to those who have come from really far away, how can we say that we have worked hard to come if it’s just from the province of Shaanxi? Thank you for accepting our sudden request for a greeting.”
The Abbot looked at Hyun Jong and smiled. The wrinkles around his eyes could be seen.
“Once again, I am thankful. I knew that I would have to meet the Sect Leaders when they arrived, but strangely no one came to see me or wanted to meet me either. Sect leader, you have saved my face.”
Hyun Jong smiled bitterly.
‘How is it possible that nobody came to meet the Abbot of the Shaolin Sect?’
He was too shocked to even speak out loud.
Hyun Jong also hadn’t been expecting much, but this was taking it too far.
“Haa…”
The Abbot looked at Hyun Jong and continued,
“I heard that Mount Hua has been able to get back its momentum recently. Even Hae Bang, who visited Mount Hua a while ago, said so.”
“Haa…”
It must have been quite a shock for the Abbot. Hyun Jong thought of Chung Myung for some reason.
“It is a good thing. I used to be heartbroken at the fact that the Mount Hua Sect, the world’s most prestigious Sect, was losing its power. But seeing the Sect Leader here and now… I think the Mount Hua Sect has a bright future. Amitabha.”
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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...