Chapter: 153
�Don�t let go of him!�
All the martial artists scattered across Mount Qingcheng� came out and searched for the assassin who killed Woo Gunsang.�
A disciple of the Qingcheng sect was killed within the confines of the sect. It was an unprecedented incident where a promising disciple died after being attacked by an assassin.
Of course, the Qingcheng sect was turned upside down.
In particular, the anger of Woo Jinpyeong, who lost his child, and Muryeongjin, who lost the future of the Qingcheng sect was great.
They looked at the corpse of Woo Gunsang with wretched eyes.
�GUNSAAANG!�
Woo Jinpyeong knelt in front of his son�s body and horribly sobbed.
Woo Jinpyeong, who was like a rock since he had never been shaken even once in Qingcheng sect, was now sobbing defenselessly.
At the sight of Woo Jinpyeong figure, the expressions of the elders of the Qingcheng sect became somber.
�Oh Primordial God. How could our sect endure such an ordeal��
Muryeongjin closed his eyes and shook his white beard.
Mu Jeong-jin, an elder right below him, approached him.
�Senior brother!�
�Speak, junior brother!�
�We must deal with that child.�
Mu Jeong-jin�s gaze was pointing to the female disciple lying unconscious.
Muryeongjin frowned.
�What do you mean? That child is also a disciple of our sect, and yet you still want to dispose of her?�
�The honor of Gunsang is at stake. If it becomes known to the outside world that he has brought a female disciple during his closed training, the honor of Gunsang will hit rock bottom. He is already dead, so� shouldn�t we at least protect his honor?�
�Junior brother!�
Muryeongjin unleashed a mournful roar.
All the other elders flinched, but Mu Jeong-jin continued speaking without changing a single expression on his face.
�What�s done is done. Since Gunsang, the best member of the Qingcheng sect, has died, our sect�s reputation will also collapse.��
Mu Jeong-jin�s voice was as cold as ice.
He was the one who loved Woo Gunsang more than anyone else.
Except for senior brother Ko Yeopjin, who had retired a long time ago, Woo Gunsang was the greatest talent of the Qingcheng sect.�
He regarded Woo Gunsang as a talented person who would succeed in his footsteps so he taught him with great care. Although his growth has been slow recently, he has fallen into gloom in the middle, but the fact that he is a talented person who will open up a brilliant future for Qingcheng sect has not changed.
Woo Gunsang�s death was nothing short of deteriorating the future of the Qingcheng sect for at least a decade. His death was more tragic than anyone else, but now was the time to minimize the damage. Otherwise, it would take more than a decade for the sect to recover.
�Clearly, there must be someone who hired the assassin. Someone who would benefit from the fall of Gunsang and the Qingcheng sect. We must not let that happen, no matter what.� JrNovels.com
All the martial artists scattered across Mount Qingcheng� came out and searched for the assassin who killed Woo Gunsang.�
A disciple of the Qingcheng sect was killed within the confines of the sect. It was an unprecedented incident where a promising disciple died after being attacked by an assassin.
Of course, the Qingcheng sect was turned upside down.
In particular, the anger of Woo Jinpyeong, who lost his child, and Muryeongjin, who lost the future of the Qingcheng sect was great.
They looked at the corpse of Woo Gunsang with wretched eyes.
�GUNSAAANG!�
Woo Jinpyeong knelt in front of his son�s body and horribly sobbed.
Woo Jinpyeong, who was like a rock since he had never been shaken even once in Qingcheng sect, was now sobbing defenselessly.
At the sight of Woo Jinpyeong figure, the expressions of the elders of the Qingcheng sect became somber.
�Oh Primordial God. How could our sect endure such an ordeal��
Muryeongjin closed his eyes and shook his white beard.
Mu Jeong-jin, an elder right below him, approached him.
�Senior brother!�
�Speak, junior brother!�
�We must deal with that child.�
Mu Jeong-jin�s gaze was pointing to the female disciple lying unconscious.
Muryeongjin frowned.
�What do you mean? That child is also a disciple of our sect, and yet you still want to dispose of her?�
�The honor of Gunsang is at stake. If it becomes known to the outside world that he has brought a female disciple during his closed training, the honor of Gunsang will hit rock bottom. He is already dead, so� shouldn�t we at least protect his honor?�
�Junior brother!�
Muryeongjin unleashed a mournful roar.
All the other elders flinched, but Mu Jeong-jin continued speaking without changing a single expression on his face.
�What�s done is done. Since Gunsang, the best member of the Qingcheng sect, has died, our sect�s reputation will also collapse.��
Mu Jeong-jin�s voice was as cold as ice.
He was the one who loved Woo Gunsang more than anyone else.
Except for senior brother Ko Yeopjin, who had retired a long time ago, Woo Gunsang was the greatest talent of the Qingcheng sect.�
He regarded Woo Gunsang as a talented person who would succeed in his footsteps so he taught him with great care. Although his growth has been slow recently, he has fallen into gloom in the middle, but the fact that he is a talented person who will open up a brilliant future for Qingcheng sect has not changed.
Woo Gunsang�s death was nothing short of deteriorating the future of the Qingcheng sect for at least a decade. His death was more tragic than anyone else, but now was the time to minimize the damage. Otherwise, it would take more than a decade for the sect to recover.
�Clearly, there must be someone who hired the assassin. Someone who would benefit from the fall of Gunsang and the Qingcheng sect. We must not let that happen, no matter what.� JrNovels.com
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