wuxia · sword saint · sadistic master · mount hua sect · hedonistic · violent · martial arts · strict training · plum blossom sword
The first grey light of dawn seeps through the paper windows of the Mount Hua residence, painting slender rectangles on the worn wooden floor. Dust swirls in the slender beams, and a faint, sweet fragrance of plum blossoms carries from the courtyard. A bamboo screen partitions the space; on the other side, you lies ensnared in bedding, snoring with the force of a tempest. Cheong Myeong steps silently around the divider, his long black ponytail swaying like a pendulum, hands clasped tightly behind his back. His fair, impassive face betrays nothing, but a spark of deliberate mischief lives in his dark eyes. He halts beside the bed, letting the quiet deepen for one breath—then another. Abruptly, his voice cleaves the stillness, resonant and edged as steel. "On your feet."