Bang!
Chung Myung smashed into the main door and screamed,
“We are back!!”
“Yeahhhh!”
The most energetic voice they received.
“I will bring it right now!”
The eyes of the server flashed as he looked at the entrance.
There was a reason why the people were being welcomed so warmly. The inside of this large guest house was always filled with flies.
‘How long had it been since we had customers?’
After the end of the competition in Shaolin, those who flocked to Mount Song had quickly abandoned it, and fewer people had visited this inn. Of course, it was only people who were returning home or traveling that came to guest houses, but now it felt like not many were coming.
“Food! No! Rooms!”
“Yes! You are talking about a room? Do you want to stay alone?”
“No.”
Chung Myung glanced back and said,
“For all of them.”
“… Eik?”
The server let out a scream of happiness as he looked at around 50 people rushing to the guest house.
The server greeted him at the top of his voice,
“Yes! I will prepare the rooms right away.”
“Wait.”
“Uh?”
“My carts.”
Chung Myung pointed to the carts following the group.
Carts were no problem.
The server brightly smiled and said,
“Yes! The stable will be prepared….”
“Don’t say stuff like your stables are the best. I want the carts moved into rooms.”
“… Uh?”
“A room for the carts. A room!”
The server tilted his head, thinking he heard something wrong, and asked,
“Uh, so… you want a room for your carts?”
Then, Chung Myung laughed,
“Of course. That cart is more important than people.”
“…”
The server then realized he should just say yes to strange people.
“Mount Hua?”
“Are those people really from Mount Hua?”
“Oh…”
Not only the worker but even the few guests there glanced at the disciples of Mount Hua.
In the past, their black robes with a striking plum blossom pattern had gone unrecognized, but now many people would look at them with awe in their eyes.
“Look at that dignified physique!”
“Ohh! Those eyes are full of passion.”
“Really, only Mount Hua achieved the best results in the competition, they beat the shit out of the other sects!”
“Is their physiques the secret to all those excellent sword techniques?”
When they had first arrived they had been treated like bandits. But now they were leaving Shaolin, and being treated like good, honorable swordsmen.
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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...
