Chapter 13

13. First Mountain Trip (山行)

As the fight dragged on, Tak Gonmyeong glanced at the leader of the Fengyan Cao, Feng Lianchao.

Although Chanki Deok's physical condition was far superior, he couldn't handle the small and short Yon Jikhha. However, it wasn't as if Yon Jikhha was winning either. It seemed he was just stubbornly holding on.

Soon, the two of them tumbled and rolled on the ground, entangled.

Feng Lianchao, who had been carefully observing this pitiful scene, finally spoke.

"Gonmyeong."

"Yes."

"Let's just see how it goes for a while..."

Just as he was about to declare a winner, a 'snap' sound made the two of them stop.

A moment later, Yon Jikhha slowly got up.

People's gazes turned to Chanki Deok.

Unfortunately, he had hit his head on a protruding rock and lost consciousness.

With the situation clear, Tak Gonmyeong asked Lee Cheolsan and Han Chae-yeon.

"This fight was won by Jikhha. Do you want to challenge him?"

Lee Cheolsan and Han Chae-yeon shook their heads vigorously.

They thought it would be better to respect him as a senior rather than end up like that.

Finally, Tak Gonmyeong declared.

"Chanki Deok has lost, and the other juniors have accepted it, so Yon Jikhha is the seventh. The new members should respect him as a senior and follow him well."

"Yes."

"Okay."

After the ranking was settled, the leader Feng Lianchao stepped forward.

"Since Chae-yeon is the youngest, she should prepare lunch in place of Jikhha. Laundry... With more people, we can give it to Chanki Deok. That's it! Take a rest as you see fit."

Only then did the mountain lodge residents start to disperse.

Lee Cheolsan carried his friend Chanki Deok on his back and moved him to a room.

Yon Jikhha, who had been standing still, walked away to a place where no one was.

The excitement of the first fight gradually subsided.

Perhaps because it was a fierce physical fight without using inner strength, he felt both refreshed and complicated.

'Damn! I didn't have to go that far...'

When the man named Lee Cheolsan mocked him for looking naive, his anger suddenly boiled over. His vision turned white, and his killing intent soared. It was the first time he had such an experience.

"Ha!"

As he sighed, a gentle voice came from behind.

"Brother Yon! They told me to prepare lunch... Can you teach me?"

"..."

Yon Jikhha shuddered when Han Chae-yeon, who was about his age, called him 'brother.' But since the hierarchy was set, he had to accept it.

After hesitating, Yon Jikhha moved towards the kitchen.

Han Chae-yeon followed closely behind and asked.

"Where are you going?"