Chapter: 1629
Jin Wol-myeong looked at him incredulously,
�Really�?�
�It�s true. I didn�t have the confidence to subdue him. If I had tried to subdue him, I would have to make a life-or-death decision, and I didn�t want to risk my life fighting him.�
Woon Seong smiled bitterly.
Although he possessed martial arts skills worthy of being the First Book of Shaolin, his fundamental identity was still that of a Buddhist monk. He didn�t have the same fighting spirit or the same willingness to endure any kind of damage unlike Pyo-wol.
In a way, he might have been overwhelmed by Pyo-wol�s qi.
Woon Seong cautiously said to Jin Wol-myeong,
�That child has already surpassed the level of a late-stage powerhouse. So please treat him with care, Lord Jin.�
�I cannot accept that.�
�Lord Jin!�
�I am Jin Wol-myeong, the Sunset Sword God. Even though I have suffered such disgrace because of poison, once I recover my true strength, I will never lose to that brat.�
Jin Wol-myeong gritted his teeth.
When the Jin family was in the most danger, he himself was lying there like a corpse, unable to do anything. That fact shamed him to no end.
He had deliberately raised his voice against Pyo-wol to hide his shame.
It was a sentiment that young people wouldn�t understand, but Woon Seong perfectly understood Jin Wol-myeong�s feelings. It was the stubborn resistance of an old man trying to protect and maintain his dignity at all costs.
Jin Wol-myeong�s behavior continued for a long time afterward.
Woon Seong waited for Jin Wol-myeong to calm down before asking,
�Now tell me. Who did this to you? Who would dare to treat Lord Jin like this?�
�He called himself the Poison King.�1
�The Poison King?�
* * *
Neigh! Neigh!
The horse whinnied as if it was happy to see Pyo-wol.
Most of the Jin manor was in ruins, but the stable remained unharmed.
It was lucky enough to be spared from destruction.
Pyo-wol patted the horse on the nape of the neck and communicated with it for a moment.�
Jin Siwoo stared at him wordlessly.
Just then, a young warrior walked into the stable.
�Ah! There you are!�
The young martial artist�s face lit up when he saw the two of them. JrNovels.com
�Really�?�
�It�s true. I didn�t have the confidence to subdue him. If I had tried to subdue him, I would have to make a life-or-death decision, and I didn�t want to risk my life fighting him.�
Woon Seong smiled bitterly.
Although he possessed martial arts skills worthy of being the First Book of Shaolin, his fundamental identity was still that of a Buddhist monk. He didn�t have the same fighting spirit or the same willingness to endure any kind of damage unlike Pyo-wol.
In a way, he might have been overwhelmed by Pyo-wol�s qi.
Woon Seong cautiously said to Jin Wol-myeong,
�That child has already surpassed the level of a late-stage powerhouse. So please treat him with care, Lord Jin.�
�I cannot accept that.�
�Lord Jin!�
�I am Jin Wol-myeong, the Sunset Sword God. Even though I have suffered such disgrace because of poison, once I recover my true strength, I will never lose to that brat.�
Jin Wol-myeong gritted his teeth.
When the Jin family was in the most danger, he himself was lying there like a corpse, unable to do anything. That fact shamed him to no end.
He had deliberately raised his voice against Pyo-wol to hide his shame.
It was a sentiment that young people wouldn�t understand, but Woon Seong perfectly understood Jin Wol-myeong�s feelings. It was the stubborn resistance of an old man trying to protect and maintain his dignity at all costs.
Jin Wol-myeong�s behavior continued for a long time afterward.
Woon Seong waited for Jin Wol-myeong to calm down before asking,
�Now tell me. Who did this to you? Who would dare to treat Lord Jin like this?�
�He called himself the Poison King.�1
�The Poison King?�
* * *
Neigh! Neigh!
The horse whinnied as if it was happy to see Pyo-wol.
Most of the Jin manor was in ruins, but the stable remained unharmed.
It was lucky enough to be spared from destruction.
Pyo-wol patted the horse on the nape of the neck and communicated with it for a moment.�
Jin Siwoo stared at him wordlessly.
Just then, a young warrior walked into the stable.
�Ah! There you are!�
The young martial artist�s face lit up when he saw the two of them. JrNovels.com
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