Chapter 117: The Value of Real Estate (6)
The next night, just as I was about to drift off to sleep in bed.
“We’re back! Senior.”
Myohyang and Jeokhwaran returned after finishing their work.
I dashed out to meet them and saw the two, their faces clearly worn out.
“Uh, how did it go?”
“How can you say that? After all the hell we went through because of someone, shouldn’t you at least say ‘good job’ first?”
After Myaohyang let out a whinge, she flashed a bright smile.
“We’ve arranged to come tomorrow for the Han-Jung Sangryeon.”
“Oh my!”
Hearing the news that they’d cleared the final hurdle, the strength instantly drained from my legs.
Thud.
“Sniffle.”
Tears burst out before I knew it.
“Senior? Are you crying?”
“Wh-why are you suddenly like this?”
The two of them looked flustered.
But the tears flowing out wouldn’t stop.
All the hardships endured flashed before my eyes like a galloping horse, stimulating my tear ducts.
After losing my parents at nine, I entered Guryongseong and worked like a madman.
I thought becoming a master would improve my life, but that wasn’t the case either.
Instead, hadn’t I nearly died several times?
Now, those hardships were finally over.
‘It’s finally over!’
Meaning, this dog-eat-dog life in the martial arts world was finally ending.
All that remained was to live happily ever after with my beloved in Goryeo.
“Hoo.”
I steadied my heart, thinking of the beautiful future and bright tomorrow awaiting me.
“You’re not hurt, are you?”
