Reminisce the Forgotten Days ~ Return of the Mount Hua Sect

chapter 9

The cool evening air was filled with the sound of rustling leaves as Moyong Ri took a deep breath. The vibrant orange of the trees provided a breathtaking backdrop as the sun began to set. Moyong Ri's breath fogged in the chill, the only sign of life breaking the peaceful scene. 

A week from now, Moyong Ri and her fellow disciples of the Mount Hua Sect would set out for a major battle for the war, along with the Tang family and their allies and twenty other sects, including the nine great sects. It was a battle unlike any other, a war against people with demonic qi. 

Moyong Ri hadn't felt fear or doubt in a long time. She had been in countless battles before and had nearly always emerged victorious, but this time was different. She didn't know what to expect from her opponents. 

The sky grew darker as night fell, and the sound of the leaves rustling in the night was all that could be heard. Moyong Ri's eyes remained fixed on the horizon, her mind wandering to the future. She had always been a warrior, fighting for what was right and just, and this was no different. She would give it her all and emerge victorious, even in the face of overwhelming odds.

Moyong Ri's walk was abruptly interrupted by the sound of a familiar voice. She turned to see Tang Bo, a man in a green robe, towering over her. She couldn't help but feel a pang of concern as he stood before her. He looked tired and worn, having just returned from a battle days before.

"Tang Bo," she greeted him warmly, "What are you doing out here? You should be resting."

Tang Bo waved his hand dismissively, "Ah Noona, it's fine. I'll rest when this war is over."

Moyong Ri couldn't help but worry about her friend's well-being. He had been through a lot, and she could see the toll it was taking on him. But she knew she couldn't force him to rest.

So, she just stood there for a moment, looking at him with a mixture of concern and admiration. She knew that he was one of the most powerful martial artists she had ever met, and his strength was a testament to his unwavering dedication to protecting the Tang Family and its people.

As she stared at him, she couldn't help but feel grateful for his presence and the sacrifices he had made for their cause. She knew that they would need his strength in the coming war, and she was willing to do whatever it took to make sure that he would be there by their side when it mattered most.

Tang Bo saw that he had interrupted Moyong Ri's evening walk and was about to leave, "Sorry about that, I was only looking for a bit of fresh air. I'll let you continue."

Moyong Ri chuckled, her worries melting away with the sound of his voice. "It's fine, Tang Bo. I don't mind spending time with you, even if it means standing in the cold for a while."

Tang Bo smiled at her, his eyes showing genuine affection and care. He had always found her to be an admirable and strong-willed person, and he was grateful to have her as a friend.

As they stood there, enjoying the peaceful evening air, Moyong Ri couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment. She knew that there were difficult times ahead, but with friends like Tang Bo by her side, she was confident that they would be able to face any challenge that came their way.

They continued to stand outside, the sound of the rustling leaves and the distant calls of insects filled the air. Moyong Ri took a deep breath, feeling a sense of calm wash over her. For the first time in a long time, she felt a sense of peace.

"Do you ever miss your home, Tang Bo?" Moyong Ri asked, her eyes still focused on the colorful leaves. "I know you've been with the Tang family for a long time now, but do you ever wish you could go back to your old life?"