Chapter 164
A Disciple’s Ode to His Master
Cheol Myeong-ho couldn’t help himself.
True to his nature, his sharp tongue blurted out.
He’s a man who lived a life that was originally worthless and meaningless. He was beaten by a friend who changed first, and after meeting Kwangshin, his life did change little by little, but his essence was like this from the start.
He was a man of low caliber. So low that he could even tarnish the dignity of this very position created by the Magician.
It was as if the low-level language used at the bottom shattered the gentleman’s dignity.
Cheolmyeongho, however, felt like his bowels would burst listening to that mad old man’s words.
That old man was the reason his master, Gwangshin, had lived in such agony. He was an unforgivable old man.
‘That son of a bitch.’
Cheolmyeongho, seeing the Demon Lord glaring at him, spoke with even greater malice.
“I didn’t come to see a hero. You just seem mad. What do you think, you senile old fool of the Great Mandu Palace?”
At the mention of Mandu Palace, the Mad Demon, who had been observing both sides with a stiff expression until now, struggled to suppress a laugh, his face contorting strangely.
The Mad Demon couldn’t even tell why he was laughing.
Perhaps it was because he’d been running dumpling errands all this time. Or maybe it was because he knew the senior masters’ moods inside out. Either way, the Madman’s eyes were bloodshot from trying so hard to hold back his laughter.
