Chapter: 1061
Not because Pyo-wol is a true friend, but because he wanted them to be friends.
So Jin Geum-woo continued to send letters to Pyo-wol with a desperate heart.
�But I kept ignoring him. For the first time in my life, someone wanted to rely on me like that, but I turned away mercilessly.�
He couldn�t imagine how lonely Jin Geum-woo must have felt in the last moments of his life.
Maybe Jin Geum-woo died resenting himself for not answering until the end.
�It might already be too late, but I�m going to answer that friend now. That what he was doing wasn�t in vain. That his life wasn�t wrong.�
Wu Jang-rak looked out the window.
There was a chest containing Buddhist scriptures in his room. Since it was such a precious item, he did not entrust it to his subordinates and stored it in his room.
Even when Pyo-wol and the mercenaries went out to drink, he never left his room. Besides him, his subordinates were also stationed around the room, not moving.
Some people say that he is stubborn and inflexible, but this stubbornness was how Wu Jang-rak managed to live and survive in the world.
�Once I deliver this to the Shaolin Temple, my mission will be over. When this mission is over, I will tell the Lord that I will not be taking on any outside missions for the time being.�
If it were simply to pass on Buddhist scriptures to Shaolin Temple, it would not have been so tiring. What made him even more tired was the presence of Pyo-wol who accompanied him.
Now knowing Pyo-wol�s next move made him on edge. If he didn�t know how strong Pyo-wol was then maybe it wouldn�t have been so difficult for him. soundlesswind
But since he knew exactly how terrifying Pyo-wol was, he couldn�t help but pay attention to his slightest gesture.
�Hoo!�
Wu Jang-rak let out a deep sigh.
There was no way he could control Pyo-wol. So he just wished that his trip with him would end as soon as possible.
�Hm?�
At that time, something caught Wu Jang-rak�s attention, who was looking out the window.
There were monks wearing gray robes passing by. The seal on their foreheads was clearly visible.
Wu Jang-rak hurriedly called his subordinates to guard the Buddhist scriptures in his stead, and then ran down to the first floor. s o u n d l e s s w i n d�
Once he went outside, he could see the backs of the monks walking away.
Wu Jang-rak hurriedly ran towards them.
�H, hold on a second, monks!�
At the sound of Wu Jang-rak�s voice, the monks who were ahead of him stopped and looked back.
There was an old monk with nine dots on his forehead,1 a young monk who was exceptionally� handsome, and other young monks who didn�t have any marks on their forehead.
The old monk bowed and greeted him.
�Amitabha Buddha! You�re the one who called us, right?�
�By any chance, are you from the Shaolin Temple?�
�That�s right. I am called Un-il, and this child is called Bo-kyeong, a second-generation disciple. The rest are the third-generation disciples. JrNovels.com
So Jin Geum-woo continued to send letters to Pyo-wol with a desperate heart.
�But I kept ignoring him. For the first time in my life, someone wanted to rely on me like that, but I turned away mercilessly.�
He couldn�t imagine how lonely Jin Geum-woo must have felt in the last moments of his life.
Maybe Jin Geum-woo died resenting himself for not answering until the end.
�It might already be too late, but I�m going to answer that friend now. That what he was doing wasn�t in vain. That his life wasn�t wrong.�
Wu Jang-rak looked out the window.
There was a chest containing Buddhist scriptures in his room. Since it was such a precious item, he did not entrust it to his subordinates and stored it in his room.
Even when Pyo-wol and the mercenaries went out to drink, he never left his room. Besides him, his subordinates were also stationed around the room, not moving.
Some people say that he is stubborn and inflexible, but this stubbornness was how Wu Jang-rak managed to live and survive in the world.
�Once I deliver this to the Shaolin Temple, my mission will be over. When this mission is over, I will tell the Lord that I will not be taking on any outside missions for the time being.�
If it were simply to pass on Buddhist scriptures to Shaolin Temple, it would not have been so tiring. What made him even more tired was the presence of Pyo-wol who accompanied him.
Now knowing Pyo-wol�s next move made him on edge. If he didn�t know how strong Pyo-wol was then maybe it wouldn�t have been so difficult for him. soundlesswind
But since he knew exactly how terrifying Pyo-wol was, he couldn�t help but pay attention to his slightest gesture.
�Hoo!�
Wu Jang-rak let out a deep sigh.
There was no way he could control Pyo-wol. So he just wished that his trip with him would end as soon as possible.
�Hm?�
At that time, something caught Wu Jang-rak�s attention, who was looking out the window.
There were monks wearing gray robes passing by. The seal on their foreheads was clearly visible.
Wu Jang-rak hurriedly called his subordinates to guard the Buddhist scriptures in his stead, and then ran down to the first floor. s o u n d l e s s w i n d�
Once he went outside, he could see the backs of the monks walking away.
Wu Jang-rak hurriedly ran towards them.
�H, hold on a second, monks!�
At the sound of Wu Jang-rak�s voice, the monks who were ahead of him stopped and looked back.
There was an old monk with nine dots on his forehead,1 a young monk who was exceptionally� handsome, and other young monks who didn�t have any marks on their forehead.
The old monk bowed and greeted him.
�Amitabha Buddha! You�re the one who called us, right?�
�By any chance, are you from the Shaolin Temple?�
�That�s right. I am called Un-il, and this child is called Bo-kyeong, a second-generation disciple. The rest are the third-generation disciples. JrNovels.com
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