Divine Skill (3)
"How about me?" A girl peeked in with the faint light of dawn.
She quietly opened the door like a cat and entered the room, almost making Jeong Yeon-shin reach out, thinking it was Shin Bin-bin.
Her eyes were bigger.
It was Shin So-bin, his direct junior.
Shin Bin-bin and Shin So-bin.
Although they had recently split into Ma Gwang-ik and Sun Cheon-ik, they were sisters who trained together in the Shin clan from a young age.
Their presence was similar.
If Jeong Yeon-shin had been more deeply immersed in his energy circulation, he might have really reached out.
Just as he finished his breathing exercise, he unfolded his legs and stood up.
'It's time to leave right away.' The time had come.
As promised, everyone would be gathered.
"Senior Seom-ye, what about me?" Shin So-bin followed him closely until he left the Ma Gwang-ik hall.
Even as the nameless disciples of Ma Gwang-ik bid farewell to Jeong Yeon-shin, she only looked at his face.
"Brother, go and beat them all up!" "If those Sichuan bumpkins get in the way, cut them all down! Show them how noble Ma Gwang-ik is!" "Bring back the other brothers too. I want to see Brother Myeong-myeong and Brother Chang..."
The girl's voice, mentioning Cheong-myeong and Heon-won-chang, was sorrowful.