Why now?
Why appear and stand in my way when I am trying to take revenge? Who are you to do this? What right do you have to stop all of this?
I have lost those precious to me. A stranger has come and claimed the path of the Hegemon, blocking my chance for revenge.
Life-Saving?
Should I let the great enemies of the world who killed my sect live in the name of Life-Saving? Jong seon was asking. How was she supposed to repay this grudge?
And Sama Hyeon, who was watching her from the side, thought: ‘Ah…
Brother.
This is what it means to be human.’ Sama Hyeon stared at his brother. Those precious to us do not return.
Just as the precious ones of common people do not return, the precious ones of people in the Jianghu do not return either. The grudges and debts created by the Orthodox and Unorthodox factions becoming entangled cannot be cut away as easily as cutting through a radish with a sword, all with a single word like Life-Saving.
Because we are human. Because we are those who become enraged. Because we are those who suffer loss.
And because we cannot endure unless our enemies suffer that same loss.
We scream.
Screaming, we thrust out our swords. That is why the war between the Orthodox and Unorthodox factions never ends. It cannot end.