Chapter 137 Jin Muwol (1)
Before facing Jin Muwol, Gu Yangjeok had already sorted through many thoughts.
His connection with Mumeong.
The existence of Palma.
What lay within Plum Blossom Valley.
‘And how Jin Muwol maintains his middle-aged appearance…’
Gu Yangjie pondered incessantly.
The questions he wanted to ask were endless, but time was limited.
Above all, his greatest worry was whether Jin Muwol would even answer.
Only one thought came to mind at that moment.
‘Go for it, so you won’t have any regrets.’
How much regret had that action, driven by mere inferiority, brought him when he descended from Huashan?
It was a burden that hadn’t faded even in this life.
Even now, sometimes when he lay down to sleep, he would have nightmares.
‘Because of you, the Huashan faction’s lineage was cut off.’
The sensation of blood-soaked Yu Jang-myeong, Jo Hoon, and Baek Dan-hyeon crawling slowly toward him was indescribably horrific.
Gu Yang-jeok shook his head, steadying his mind.
Then he closed his eyes briefly before opening them again.
Jin Mu-wol, who had approached unnoticed, was gazing at him with a solemn expression.
“Does your worry come from outside, or from within?”
At those words, Gu Yang-jeok responded with a calm smile.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t care for such Zen riddles.”
“Heh heh, what a bold junior.”
Though brief, Gu Yang-jeok could infer much from Jin Mu-wol’s words.
Calling him a junior meant he was treating him as someone outside their shared lineage.
Calling him bold meant Jin Muwol himself likely held no particular favor toward Gu Yangjeok.
