Han Cheong-yu and Ju-hyeong stood side by side behind Hyeon-gu, heads bowed. It went without saying for Han Cheong-yu, and even Ju-hyeong, despite having followed the Dragon Lord for quite a long time, still found himself seized by anxiety and tension whenever he stood before him. Was it because of the oppressive presence of a Core Formation Demon King?
No, it had nothing to do with cultivation level. He had felt this way even before the Dragon Lord achieved Core Formation.
“We behold the Dragon Lord.”
The Dragon Lord, who had been leaning against the massive body of the tree demon as if asleep, slowly opened his eyes. A man with slightly pale skin and an overall composed impression. From appearance alone, he could easily be mistaken for a human.
“It has been a long time since I’ve seen you both like this.”
As the Dragon Lord spoke, Han Cheong-yu and Ju-hyeong bowed their heads even deeper.
“Do you know why I called you?”
At the Dragon Lord’s question, both answered simultaneously.
“I do not know.”
“I have a guess.”
Different answers.
Ju-hyeong flinched for a moment and slightly lifted his head.
“Han Cheong-yu. They say you are acquainted with the human’s new Golden Core. Is that true?”
“Yes. But, my lord Dragon Lord, So Cheong-hwa is not a Golden Core cultivator.”
“Oh?”