Chapter: 1624
Only then did Jin Siwoo step forward.
�Oh by the way, grandfather has woken up. Before you leave, you should go see grandfather. He wants to see you.�
�Really?�
�Yes! He fortunately managed to regain some of his strength after taking the Shaolin Temple�s Great Restoration Pill. It will still take him a lot of time before he could have his original strength back, but it�s still a miracle that he was able to regain his consciousness.�
Woon Seong willingly offered the Great Restoration Pill to Jin Wol-myeong.�
Making the Great Restoration Pill was a very complicated process, and few existed even in the Shaolin Temple.
Luckily, Woon Seong had one.
The Shaolin Temple�s head monk, Un-ji, gave Woon Seong a pill to aid him in his journey. But Woon Seong ended up giving it to Jin Wol-myeong to help him regain his strength.�
Everyone knew that the Shaolin Temple�s Muscle and Tendon Changing Classic hardens the muscles and expands the blood vessels to make the body optimal to learn martial arts, but it had other benefits as well.
Not only for oneself, but also for others.
The combination of the Muscle and Tendon Changing Classic and the Great Restoration Pill improved Jin Wol-myeong�s condition in an instant, and as a result, he was able to regain his senses.
Together with Jin Siwoo, Pyo-wol headed to Jin Wol-myeong�s residence.
Inside Jin Wol-myeong�s room sat a powerful and fierce looking elderly monk. Pyo-wol instinctively recognized that the old monk�s position in Shaolin was not ordinary.�
Next to the old monk sat an old man with a beard, he was leaning against the wall, barely able to sit. He was none other than Jin Siwoo�s grandfather, Jin Wol-myeong.�
Jin Siwoo introduced Pyo-wol to the two old men.�
�I�ve brought brother Pyo-wol.�
�Have a seat.�
At Jin Wol-myeong�s invitation, Pyo-wol and Jin Siwoo sat down.
Although he was completely pale, Jin Wol-myeong�s eyes were still sharp.�
Jin Wol-myeong scrutinized Pyo-wol.
�You�re from Chengdu, aren�t you? I�ve heard that you have quite the reputation there.�
Jin Wol-myeong�s voice contained a faint hint of hostility.�
Jin Siwoo hastily intervened,�
�Grandfather!�
�Be quiet. I�m talking to him, not you. Behave yourself.�
�He�s a benefactor of our family!�
�What kind of benefit did he provide to be called a benefactor?�
Flames seemed to be coming out of Jin Wol-myeong�s eyes.
Jin Siwoo looked embarrassed.�
Jin Wol-myeong had been in a coma for a long time, so he was not well-informed about the outside world. To top it all off, he was stubborn and did not listen to others easily. It was no easy task to make him understand. JrNovels.com