Chapter: 506
What he should do next.
How he should live.
But nothing came to mind.
When he was learning martial arts, he didn�t even think of anything else as if his head had been broken. It was as if his mind was empty. Everything felt empty.
That was the reason why Pyo-wol was still in Chengdu.
But he couldn�t stay here forever.
He considered going outside the already familiar Sichuan Province and starting anew.
Pyo-wol calmly organized his thoughts and waited for the food to come out.
It was then that a loud voice was heard.
�Owner! Come on out!�
A dwarf hunchback came into the cabin, loudly looking for the owner.
Jjalgrung!
The chain wrapped around his waist collided with the iron ball, and a clear sound of iron resounded. The owner, who was in the kitchen, came out running scared.
�Uh, welcome. I�m the owner of the guest house.�
�Give me seven good rooms.�
�Th, there aren�t that many rooms right now.�
�What? There aren�t that many guests so how come there�s no room left?�
�There are some people who reserved a room and only come in at night.�
�Okay! I don�t know what�s going on, so either kick out other guests or give them money to get a room.�
�Oh! No, dont! If you do that, my business will be ruined. If you go over there, a large guest house will appear, so go there. It�s twice as big as us, so there�ll be plenty of room left.�
�What? Are you telling me to leave? Do you want to die?�
As the hunchback flared his eyes, he gave off a ferocious force.
The face of the owner who received his momentum turned white.
The hunchback who threatened the owner was the Iron Dwarf.
It was impossible for a mere owner of a guest house to bear the momentum of Iron Dwarf who is one of the top masters in Jianghu.
The owner of the inn groaned as if he was running out of breath. The Iron Dwarf looked at the face of the owner of the guest house and grinned.
The guests murmured while watching the Iron Dwarf.�
Then, the Iron Dwarf yelled.
�What are you talking about, you bastards! Those who don�t even have the guts are always the one talking behind each other�s backs. So what if you�re tall?! You fucking bastards!�
He spit out swear words without hesitation. JrNovels.com
How he should live.
But nothing came to mind.
When he was learning martial arts, he didn�t even think of anything else as if his head had been broken. It was as if his mind was empty. Everything felt empty.
That was the reason why Pyo-wol was still in Chengdu.
But he couldn�t stay here forever.
He considered going outside the already familiar Sichuan Province and starting anew.
Pyo-wol calmly organized his thoughts and waited for the food to come out.
It was then that a loud voice was heard.
�Owner! Come on out!�
A dwarf hunchback came into the cabin, loudly looking for the owner.
Jjalgrung!
The chain wrapped around his waist collided with the iron ball, and a clear sound of iron resounded. The owner, who was in the kitchen, came out running scared.
�Uh, welcome. I�m the owner of the guest house.�
�Give me seven good rooms.�
�Th, there aren�t that many rooms right now.�
�What? There aren�t that many guests so how come there�s no room left?�
�There are some people who reserved a room and only come in at night.�
�Okay! I don�t know what�s going on, so either kick out other guests or give them money to get a room.�
�Oh! No, dont! If you do that, my business will be ruined. If you go over there, a large guest house will appear, so go there. It�s twice as big as us, so there�ll be plenty of room left.�
�What? Are you telling me to leave? Do you want to die?�
As the hunchback flared his eyes, he gave off a ferocious force.
The face of the owner who received his momentum turned white.
The hunchback who threatened the owner was the Iron Dwarf.
It was impossible for a mere owner of a guest house to bear the momentum of Iron Dwarf who is one of the top masters in Jianghu.
The owner of the inn groaned as if he was running out of breath. The Iron Dwarf looked at the face of the owner of the guest house and grinned.
The guests murmured while watching the Iron Dwarf.�
Then, the Iron Dwarf yelled.
�What are you talking about, you bastards! Those who don�t even have the guts are always the one talking behind each other�s backs. So what if you�re tall?! You fucking bastards!�
He spit out swear words without hesitation. JrNovels.com
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