Chapter 66
Bu Ping and his many warriors had escaped, and it didn’t seem to matter what they did.
As if they could sneak away at any moment.
“The Southern Palace.”
How could I have known.
Just as I was thinking that, the one in front of me twisted the corners of his mouth.
“I’ve never forgotten it, not since that day. It’s a very familiar aura. It’s the Southern Palace. It’s the Southern Palace…….”
Taoists. The Taoists, the ones he’d heard about, the crazy ones.
It was Yeogon, and his priest, Sang-tak. himself.
The first time I saw the mad taoist, I drew my energy from the dais as if in a seizure. They stared at me and my uncle with strange eyes. Their eyes were strange, not at all Taoist, and their arms, as Han Tae-moon had said, had turned to mush, not human.
“It’s a coincidence that there are men from the Southern Palace before me.”
The tone of his voice was far from that of a Taoist, and the aura that emanated from him was not that of a Taoist called the Qing Sheng Sect. I clicked my tongue at the sight of it. It had to be dropped, or else the two blackened arms would not be able to see me. Otherwise, I felt as if those two gnarled arms would crush my heart at any moment.
“So is Huang Bose, and so are you. Your reputation as a loyal sect has truly become a sham.”
That was what Huang Bo Gyum of the Walled City said.
“There is no point in discussing white and black.
Only the strong and the mighty are the logic of the mighty.
I’m still not convinced, and even the Taoists in front of me seem to agree.
