Chapter 248: Maehwa Tree (1)
Hunter Association, President’s Office.
A chill reminiscent of the dead of winter pervaded the surroundings.
Cheonma and the Sword Sage faced each other. Their complex emotions and relationships were intricately intertwined, marking them as fated adversaries. The deep-seated grudges they held were enough to call each other archenemies. However, in this era of peace, they must conceal their personal feelings.
The Sword Sage’s snake-like narrow eyes scanned Cheonma’s clothes. Clothes that seemed far too large for Cheonma’s body, almost dragging on the ground.
“Khkhkhkh.”
A bitter laugh escaped his lips.
“The more I look, the more you resemble him. The eyes, the aura, even the power.”
His face soon turned pale as if he might breathe his last at any moment. Hundreds of scars, burn marks, and a nose that could not smell gave a grotesque rather than admirable impression, suggesting the hardships he had endured.
Truly an imposing figure. In contrast, Cheonma still had the youthful appearance of someone just past her teenage years.