“Let’s go! Just run for now!”
“No, why are we suddenly running?!”
“Everyone else is running too!”
Jo Geol dashed out of Hwaeum, screaming, as if afraid of falling behind the other squads.
“The direction we’re going isn’t even the same, so why are we running together?!”
“Just shut up and run!”
Gwak Hoe clutched his forehead. When that bastard had begged to be put on his squad, he should have refused even if it meant getting beaten to death! Why did he have to be so soft-hearted?
“So where are we going?”
“Jiangsu!”
“Ugh…….”
Gwak Hoe’s face twisted. It was one of the farthest places they could reach starting from Shaanxi. It would be nice if it were a coincidence…… but there’s no way.
“How long will it take to get to Jiangsu……. S-Senior Brother. Where are you going?!”
Jo Geol left the grumbling Gwak Hoe behind and sprinted in one breath toward Yun Jong’s squad, running ahead.
“Senior Brother Yun Jong! Where are you headed?”
“Anhui.”
“As expected!”
Jo Geol nodded vigorously. The most severe problems right now were in Anhui. So he had thought some of Mount Hua’s squads would be assigned to Anhui.
“What about Martial Uncle?”
“Anhui.”
Jo Geol’s face stiffened for a moment. Was it coincidence?
Or…….
“Senior Brother. Martial Uncle is…….”
“Geol, where are you going?”
“Me? I’m going to Jiangsu Province.”