The scholar in white asked me, "Lord of the Sect."
"Why?"
"What meaning is there in a fight without hope of victory?"
I looked at the expression on the scholar's face and replied, "Was there any hope of victory when we attacked the Master together with the other scholars back then?"
"There was a fifty-fifty chance. We had prepared for a long time."
So it seemed that the scholar in white had not expected to face the Sect Leader one-on-one during his journey to Mount Hua.
"Perhaps the sins you committed have been largely borne by Senior Cheonak. A one-on-one fight has that meaning. Accepting the outcome alone. It is now your moment to bear the consequences, having always shamelessly used Senior Cheonak's power. Fortunately, the fight at Mount Hua is not a life-and-death struggle. There is a martial arts competition before us that will be more valuable than the outcome of victory or defeat... so why do you only think of losing? You even have the title of the Scholar in White."
After conveying some encouraging words, the scholar in white muttered in a self-deprecating tone, "The Scholar in White... Sect Leader, I am ready."
The Sect Leader replied, seemingly surprised, "I thought you would suggest a contest of lightness or something else."
"Ah, but before that, let’s clarify one thing."
"What is it?"