Chapter 482: Nothing Happened (2)

Chapter 482: Nothing Happened (2)

“Not this side either!”

“There are no footprints at all! The snow-covered everything...”

The person receiving the report frowned.

“Does it make sense that no footprints are left behind due to the blizzard?”

“B-But it really...”

“Then you mean to say that the person who ran away could have used martial arts to move in the air and leave no footprints, like ‘Traceless Steps on Snow’?”

“... I apologize.”

“Find him right now!”

“Yes!”

The warriors scattered in all directions. The intruder was someone who infiltrated the Ice Palace alone and harmed their people, so letting him go would damage their pride.

‘This guy....’

Song Yuan clenched his fists and scanned the blizzard. Cheêck out latest novels at novelhall.com

‘I will never let him live.’

His pride was at stake.

Tatatat!

Urgent footsteps were heard.

“You go that way.”

“Yes!”

“Just find him, don’t confront him alone, and send us a signal as soon as you do! He’s surely skilled!”

“I will remember!”

The person who gave the order hurriedly turned and ran but then hesitated.

‘Not this side.’

The vast lake was in front of him. Using it as an escape route, with no way to hide, was an unlikely choice.

So he looked ahead, just in case, but couldn’t see even a faint shadow.

“That way!”

“Yes!”

The warriors of the Ice Palace became agile and moved quickly.

And after some time...

Blink.

The vast expanse of ice.

A round head and a smaller one emerged from a small hole in the middle. The round one looked around, bending left and right. Suddenly, a sigh escaped from beneath the ground.

“... uhhhhh. I’m going to freeze to death.”

Cold water trickled down his wet hair. As the blizzard struck his face, it felt as though it would turn to ice instead of water.

Even though it hadn’t been long, white frost began to form on his face. The water flowing through his body felt frozen in an instant.

“Ugh. That damn man and his yin arts!”

The Ice White Divine Palm was a Yin technique that the North Sea Ice Palace was famous for worldwide. It was considered to be its representative technique.

The reason why Yin arts were irritating was because they inflicted coldness on the body. Perhaps now, Chung Myung’s body was colder than the ice water.

“Ugh, so cold!”

Kiiik!

“Shut up, brat!”

Baek Ah, who was also soaking wet, complained with sad eyes, but Chung Myung wanted her to be quiet.

“Freaking leeches!”

Chung Myung, who had dug a hole in the lake, hid inside.

It was said that people should live a kind life, and normally he wouldn’t have been one to even try ice fishing. Besides, he already confirmed with Hae Yeon that even going into the ice-cold water wouldn’t result in death.

In the darkness of this blizzard, his eyes shone.

“... everyone is gone?”

Those who chased him were scattered all around and getting farther and farther away from the Ice Palace.

In that case, he could sneak back in.

But there was just one problem...

“... I cannot go up.”

Chung Myung looked at the water close to his neck and sighed.

“I’d rather die from the cold! Yah! Breathe.”

Kiiik!

Baek Ah struggled and twisted her body as if saying, ‘It was you who did that, so why do I have to head into the water?’

“Think carefully. If we went out, we would really freeze to death.”

...

Baek Ah, who was shocked for a moment, sighed and then took a deep breath. The skinny stomach of the marten swelled up.

After taking a deep breath, Chung Myung stepped into the water.

On the thick ice, the form of Chung Myung was like that of a carp.

“... is it alright?”

“What is?”

“About Chung Myung. Things seem to be turning bigger now.”

“Yoon Jong.”

“Yes, sasuk.”

“Is this work for a day or two?”

“...”

.

With the face of an enlightened Taoist, Baek Cheon said,

“It is the work of the universe for Chung Myung to do something, and it is like the flow of the world. In the end, if we get caught in it, we will suffer damage too. Typhoons are things we avoid, and we Taoists do not participate in disturbances.”

“Aren’t you just saying that you have no intention to be involved?”

Thud~ thud~ thud!

The disciples who woke up from their tired sleep glanced at the door.

“What is it?”

“I’ll check!”

Tang Soso hurried to the door and pulled it open.

“What’s the matter?”

Several people in armor stood there. At the front was Song Yuan, who had been chasing Chung Myung the previous day.

He looked at Tang Soso with cold eyes.

“There was an intruder in the palace last night.”

“Ah, I did hear some commotion last night, so that might be it.”

“Did anything happen here?”

“No, just us.”

Tang Soso maintained a composed expression during the conversation, and the man couldn’t gather any information from her.

“If you don’t mind, may I take a look inside?”

“...You suspect us?”

“Not like that, but we need to be certain. The intruder is skilled at using unusual abilities, so he could have infiltrated.”

“...”

“Everyone in the palace is cooperating with us, so please.”

Tang Soso couldn’t argue with that obvious lie.

“Of course, come in.”

Chung Myung spoke from behind her, and Tang Soso reluctantly opened the door wider. Then, she stepped aside.

“Well then.”

He gave a slight bow and entered, his sharp gaze scanning the room.

“You have been busy.”

His gaze lingered on Chung Myung, who was smiling. Seeing him wrapped in a blanket, the man smiled.

“...You seem cold.”

“Yes. I often feel cold.”

“A warrior getting cold...”

“The martial arts I’ve learned are a bit unique.”

“Is that really necessary?”

The man flashed a smile and asked,

“Disciple.”

“Yes.”

“May I examine your hand under the blanket?”

“My hand?”

“Yes. Just a quick look will suffice.”

“Why my hand?”

“Don’t question it.”

“I don’t understand why, and it feels a bit uncomfortable.”

Chung Myung shrugged, causing Song Yuan’s eyes to turn cold.

‘This guy...’

How dare he try to prolong this when we’re in such a situation?

Despite knowing that they were guests, he didn’t appreciate this child’s attitude. The anger in his heart caused him to cough.

“I just want to see if there are any wounds on your hand.”

“Wounds?”

“Yes.”

The intruder had received the palace lord’s technique with his hands, so even if he was skilled, there should be some signs of it.

And it was not like he had doubts, but seeing Chung Myung in blankets made him curious.

“If there’s nothing stopping you, why won’t you show me?”

“Well, I... but...”

Chung Myung grinned.

“I don’t feel like showing it.”

“....”

Song Yuan was left dumbfounded by this response.

“Is he really joking with me here?”

What kind of confidence did he have to act like this in the Ice Palace?

“... so there’s something you’re hiding.”

“Oh, it’s not like that. No, but it seems like I’m being accused of something. But showing it just because of that suspicion feels unfair to me. So let’s make a bet.”

“... a bet?”

Seeing him frown, Chung Myung smiled.

“If I’m not the intruder, don’t get in the way when we go to the Ice Palace. Simple enough?”

Song Yuan stared at Chung Myung.

“I can’t speak for all of the Ice Palace, but I can guide you to where you want to go.”

“Not bad.”

Chung Myung nodded and extended his hand.

“Satisfied?”

Smooth hands with no wounds.

But Song Yuan grabbed Chung Myung’s hand.

“What...!”

Surprised by his reaction, the disciples of Mount Hua tightly grasped their sword handles.