A quiet corridor in the Martial Alliance Headquarters. The Plum Blossom Sword Immortal was here, taking out his sword to care for it. His hand, wiping the blade with a dry cloth, was delicate and full of care.
Before the Plum Blossom Sword Immortal, his disciple, Baek Yeon-cheong, carefully spoke.
“Master.”
There was no reply, but Baek Yeon-cheong continued.
“It seems Wudang is determined to make an issue of this.”
“……”
“If you do not protect him in your name, Master, Jin Cheon may fall into Wudang’s hands. So….”
“Enough.”
The Plum Blossom Sword Immortal, who was tending to his sword, cut his disciple off and asked.
“Why are you protecting that child?”
“It is, of course, to do the right thing as a martial artist of the righteous path.”
“Is that all?”
“……”
“Speak your true intentions honestly.”
At his Master's urging, Baek Yeon-cheong shut his eyes tightly and spoke.
“I intend to bring that child into Mount Hua.”
“……”
“Didn't you see it too, Master? His talent?”
“……”
The Plum Blossom Sword Immortal quietly closed his eyes. At that, Baek Yeon-cheong began to speak with passion.
“At first, I intended to take him as my disciple, but seeing him again now, it seems more fitting to welcome him as a Junior Brother.”
“……”
“If that child inherits your sword, Master, Mount Hua will become a sect that possesses the strongest under the heavens within twenty years. So….”