Chapter 231: Return (4)
When I heard they were planning hell training the moment my body recovered, I lay there on my back, blankly staring at the ceiling of the Medical Hall, anxiety steadily creeping in.
“Sigh... So-ryong’s golden age is over. What kind of training will it be this time? If it’s physical, fine, but I really hate memorizing things...”
Lately, I’d been blissfully dodging training while running around doing other stuff—but it looked like those peaceful days were done for. I was still fretting when I noticed people beginning to prepare moxibustion and acupuncture tools around me.
Treatment was about to begin.
On one side, people from the Medical Hall were preparing medicinal herbs to brew, and just as Mandok Shingun was lifting a gold needle with practiced hands—
A soldier’s urgent voice rang out from outside.
“L-Lord Tang, you must come! And Lord So-ryong as well!”
“Hm? What is it?”
“So-ryong?”
The anxious voices from outside had all of us rushing out, only to be met by the pale, panicked faces of several Tang Clan warriors.
Their shaken expressions made it obvious—something serious had happened.
“What’s going on that you’re all in such a panic?” my father-in-law asked, frowning at the commotion.