Paaaaak!
“Ackkkkk!”
“S-stop him!”
“Someone do something!”
A hungry wolf was running wild among this flock of sheep.
“These bastards! Jump off the cliff if you want to! You might want to die in my hands, right? Come here! Let’s see how hard those heads are! Die! Die! Die!”
Flinch!
Baek Cheon and the other disciples, who stood near the entrance of the hall watching this chaos, trembled.
Yoon Jong gently turned to Baek Cheon, who was next to him.
“Uh… Sasuk.”
“Um?”
“… don’t we have to stop him?”
“…”
Baek Cheon glanced toward the interior and then averted his gaze.
“Yoon Jong.”
“Yes.”
“You want to stop that?”
“…”
Yoon Jong couldn’t find anything to say and went silent. Sure enough, Chung Myung was running around wildly and watching him, Yoon Jong wasn’t sure what he could do to stop him.
He was a kind of natural disaster.
Typhoons were meant to be avoided, not confronted. In this case, it was right for them to just hold their breath and wait for the typhoon to pass.
“And we knew it would be like this.”
“B-But this is…”
Of course. Of course.
Sending him here in the first place was nothing more than an expression of their will not to settle things amicably.
To be honest, had there been anything that ended nicely and cleanly after pushing Chung Myung in? Wasn’t even the great Shaolin in the depths of disgrace right now because they crossed paths with Chung Myung?
Yoon Jong mumbled in a lost voice,
“But I didn’t think they would lose their grace this quickly…”
Jo Gul nodded his head,
“As expected of Chung Myung. He always shows us more than what we imagine.”
Yu Yiseol nodded her head, and Baek Cheon was confused.
‘Does that guy have no hesitation?’
This ‘elder’ was someone who was a sahyung to their sect leader. Of course, Baek Cheon didn’t give that much meaning either, but it wasn’t easy to treat them like just another random bunch of people.
That was why he had been hesitating all this while.
But Chung Myung was Chung Myung.
‘He is respectable in some ways.’
It was so bizarre how he could run ahead without looking back.
“But it is so cool how he is like this…”
“… I cannot deny that.”
So refreshing.
It was refreshing, like he was constantly buzzed, but…
Can this be done?
For real?
He knew that Chung Myung was confident and not surprised by anything because he was as horrible as he could be, but that wasn’t all. His fingers tingled as he watched Chung Myung run wild.
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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...
