Chapter 111: The White Ghost Does Not Smile 3
Baek Moo-jin glared at the two old men, frozen in the standoff—one poised to thrust, the other gripping his sword.
Sajejung and Dan Seopung felt chills run through their bodies despite being unharmed.
When exactly had he subdued them?
Given the two old men’s skill, a prolonged internal energy duel would have been normal. But Baek Moo-jin seemed to have nothing left to see, paying them no mind.
How could they possibly know their total internal energy reserves were inferior to Baek Moo-jin’s? In the meantime, unable to withstand the cold, they had frozen solid, regardless of the internal energy clash.
Baek Moo-jin asked the two dazed men about the elders’ fate.
“Are they dead? Or alive?”
It was a terrifying question.
Whether to attack or not seemed to hold no meaning for Baek Mujin from the start.
Once Baek Moo-jin posed the question, they had no choice but to answer.
The monk replied.
“He seems to still be alive.”
At those words, Baek Moo-jin answered by unleashing his martial energy in a sitting position.
Kwon Noya’s upper body, frozen in the stance of gripping his sword, was blown away in a gruesome fashion.
This was Baek Moo-jin’s answer.
Life and death are decided by oneself.
Only now did the master and disciple of Sunghwa Palace grasp the intent of the question and the correct answer.
The master swallowed hard once before looking at Baek Moo-jin.
‘I must save Feng A-la too.’
Sajejung took a deep breath, stepped forward, and unleashed his palm strike toward the left, simultaneously pushing Dan Seopung’s shoulder with his right arm. Dan Seopung’s body was swiftly pushed back.
