Chapter: 318
�Yes, sect leader.�
The name of the monk who responded politely is Cheong-yeob. He was a great disciple of the Qingcheng sect famous for his nickname as the Swordsmanship Scholar.3
�It looks like you�ll have to head to Chengdu.�
�Are you talking about me?�
�Yes. Something is amiss there. You should take some disciples and check the situation over there.�
�Alright.�
�If you�re struggling, go to Priest Woo and ask for his help. Even though you�re heartbroken and let go of public affairs, I won�t refuse your request.�
�I will.�
Cheong-yeob bowed his head.
Priest Woo, whom Muryeongjin spoke of, was referring to Woo Jinpyeong.
After the death of his son, Woo Jin-pyeong, who made the greatest contribution to the success of the Qingcheng sect, has lost all his motivation and returned to his hometown.
Muryeongjin quietly closed his eyes and muttered.
�How the hell did things get to this point? Oh Primordial Heaven. Please look over the Qingcheng sect.�
His eyes didn�t open for a long time.
* * *
As night fell, the Song Guest House was as quiet as a dead mouse.
This is because many of Song Guest House�s guests just used the restaurant and returned home. There were not many guests who stayed overnight. Thanks to this, Pyo-wol was able to spend time quietly alone.
There was only one small lamp illuminating his room.
Pyo-wol leaned his back against the wall and looked at the oil lamp swaying. Even with the windows closed, the wind was blowing from somewhere and waving the lanterns.
Pyo-wol thought that the oil lamp resembled himself a lot.
He lived a precarious life where he can�t even see what�s going to happen. If he wanted to, he could leave Jianghu and live comfortably. With his current ability, it was enough to enjoy a life filled with glory or wealth.
Still, Pyo-wol chose revenge.
Without hesitating.�
He was arrested at the age of 14 and lived without seeing the light properly for 14 years.
He�s been living like an angler in order to somehow survive in a hellish environment where his fellow captives were dying right next to me.
For this reason, his emotions and way of thinking were remarkably different from those of ordinary people.
Even Pyo-wol knew that fact.�
And he realized one more thing.
It�s the fact that he will never be able to live like everyone else.
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The name of the monk who responded politely is Cheong-yeob. He was a great disciple of the Qingcheng sect famous for his nickname as the Swordsmanship Scholar.3
�It looks like you�ll have to head to Chengdu.�
�Are you talking about me?�
�Yes. Something is amiss there. You should take some disciples and check the situation over there.�
�Alright.�
�If you�re struggling, go to Priest Woo and ask for his help. Even though you�re heartbroken and let go of public affairs, I won�t refuse your request.�
�I will.�
Cheong-yeob bowed his head.
Priest Woo, whom Muryeongjin spoke of, was referring to Woo Jinpyeong.
After the death of his son, Woo Jin-pyeong, who made the greatest contribution to the success of the Qingcheng sect, has lost all his motivation and returned to his hometown.
Muryeongjin quietly closed his eyes and muttered.
�How the hell did things get to this point? Oh Primordial Heaven. Please look over the Qingcheng sect.�
His eyes didn�t open for a long time.
* * *
As night fell, the Song Guest House was as quiet as a dead mouse.
This is because many of Song Guest House�s guests just used the restaurant and returned home. There were not many guests who stayed overnight. Thanks to this, Pyo-wol was able to spend time quietly alone.
There was only one small lamp illuminating his room.
Pyo-wol leaned his back against the wall and looked at the oil lamp swaying. Even with the windows closed, the wind was blowing from somewhere and waving the lanterns.
Pyo-wol thought that the oil lamp resembled himself a lot.
He lived a precarious life where he can�t even see what�s going to happen. If he wanted to, he could leave Jianghu and live comfortably. With his current ability, it was enough to enjoy a life filled with glory or wealth.
Still, Pyo-wol chose revenge.
Without hesitating.�
He was arrested at the age of 14 and lived without seeing the light properly for 14 years.
He�s been living like an angler in order to somehow survive in a hellish environment where his fellow captives were dying right next to me.
For this reason, his emotions and way of thinking were remarkably different from those of ordinary people.
Even Pyo-wol knew that fact.�
And he realized one more thing.
It�s the fact that he will never be able to live like everyone else.
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