Chapter: 1131
Woo-sung tightly gripped his sword.
He wanted to draw his sword and cut off Pyo-wol.�
But he couldn�t unsheathe his sword.
Pyo-wol looked at Woo-sung as if he knew that.
Woo-sung�s shoulders trembled.
Light Novel: Volume 9 Episode 5
Manhwa: N/A
The Wudang sect evening was quiet as if it hadn�t been so noisy just a few moments before.
Many of those who came and attended Chongjin�s birthday party already left. There were not that many who remained.
The big crowd that had once filled the banquet hall was nowhere to be found. Only the Wudang sect masters were left, as they were busy cleaning up the place.�
Since it was a banquet that hosted so many people, the amount of trash that came out was staggering. And it was up to the Wudang sect taoists to clean it all up.
All of the disciples, from third to first-generation, were mobilized to tidy up the area. Since there was so much trash that needed to be cleaned, the work that started in the early evening continued until late at night.�
Nonetheless, no one complained. They all cleaned up silently. The taoists thought this was also part of their training.
Pyo-wol had thought that the disciples of the Wudang sect were great as he watched them be passionate about cleaning without saying anything.�
It was such a boring chore yet they considered it as part of their daily training and enjoyed it. However, it was unknown whether any of these disciples would grow up to be a gigantic tree that could make a great impact in Jianghu.
Some swept and collected trash, without caring as Pyo-wol passed by. Those people who were not bothered by his presence, rather bowed their heads slightly when they saw Pyo-wol. Their faces were as bright as if they had cut off worldly desires.�
But not all of them were like that. There were also those who are sensitive to strangers like Woo-sung.�
After passing through the grand banquet hall, Pyo-wol returned to the Qingliu Temple.
Since many people had already left the sect, the Qingliu Temple became quiet and desolate.�
When Pyo-wol was just about to enter the Qingliu Temple,�
�AHHH!�
A desperate scream suddenly broke the silence of the Wudang sect.
�Huh?�
�What�s going on?�
Pyo-wol could hear the people staying in Qingliu Temple running out in surprise.
He frowned slightly.
For some reason, he didn�t have a good feeling about this.�
Pyo-wol walked towards the direction where the scream came from. By the time he had arrived at the source of the scream, many people had already gathered at the scene.
�It�s murder.�
�A person is dead.� JrNovels.com