A Battle Of Martial Arts
After taking a shower as soon as he woke up, Leo walked through the deserted tunnel beyond the waterfall. When he made it to the training halls, two of them were still closed tight. It seemed that aside from him, the rest were still in session.
'They… should be okay.'
No sound escaped the shut walls, but Leo could imagine their suffering. He had a slight urge to check up on Yeon, but he could only ignore it for now.
While it was okay for him who had once lived till the age of 20, Yeon wasn't even nine. In reality, however, suffering was really subjective… Could he really question the mental fortitude of an orphan who moved from living on the street to enduring the hellish first phase for over a year?
In the end, things in the world of murim weren't that much different than it was on Earth. Only those born to the right family or sect would have brilliant perspectives.
'At the very least, we can change things with power here.'