Chapter 87
Unwi pointed to one of his white stones. It was firmly connected to the others around it.
“Mount Hua’s swordsmanship did not waver, just like a mountain standing firm in its place. They guarded their center, as the mountain keeps its ground.”
Sim Munryong’s eyes widened.
“Your game of Go focused too much on attack and lost its connections. Just like you, who has pursued only Mount Hua’s swordsmanship and lost Mount Hua’s path. Their swords were never meant to harm others. They were meant to guard the self—and from that center, to embrace the weak.”
Unwi gestured at the scattered black stones around his cluster of white ones.
“Look. The cohesion of these stones has rendered your black stones powerless. This is Mount Hua’s sword. There is no needless killing. Just solid, unshakable links centered on the self—that was more than enough.”
Sim Munryong’s hand trembled.
To think that the sword of Mount Hua he had pursued so desperately... was this.
Not to harm enemies—but to guard the center, and from that place, to protect the weak.
A realization struck him like thunder.
“Ah... ah...”
He couldn’t speak.