Chapter 152 Jumseondong (1)
How long had they walked?
Just as Gu Yangji began to feel a sense of familiarity, Mantongja suddenly stopped.
“From here on, you two go ahead.”
“……?”
Yu Zhangming, who had been slowly warming up to the conversation, tilted his head in confusion.
Seeing this, Mantongzi gave a regretful smile, as if suggesting they postpone it.
“Just in case some rat is tailing us. Someone needs to stand guard, don’t you think?”
“But…….”
When Gu Yangji mumbled about his body still being badly injured from just a few days ago, Man Tongja shrugged his shoulders.
“The one who cut off an arm against Palma is none other than me, the venerable Man Tongja. Ever heard of the invincible Mosan?”
“Childish talk.”
At Gu Yangji’s curt reply, Man Tongja gestured for them to hurry on.
“Wong and I will be here, so go with peace of mind.”
“Thank you for considering us brothers.”
When Yoo Jang-myeong bowed his head lightly, Man Tong-ja seemed slightly moved.
Of all the countless people he’d met so far, especially among martial artists, every cultivator had looked at him with disgust.
Some even charged at him, speaking of the pinnacle of sorcery as if it were the embodiment of evil.
But what of this young man?
‘Even though we’ve traveled this far together, it must be hard to shake preconceptions so easily. Heh heh, the day has finally come when a Taoist greets me.’
Man Tong-ja forced back the blood congestion rising from his chest and offered a faint smile.
“No matter how old I am, I’m not one to expect thanks for every little thing. Now, go on.”
