Amidst the rosy morning glow, the skies were white like the flipped belly of a fish. Rays of the golden sun slowly brightened up the world as the skies turned orange.
The earliest bird caught the worm. Most disciples would wake up early to breathe in the soothing morning breeze of nature to prepare for their day’s practices.
‘WHICH MOTHERF*CKER STOLE FROM THE MEDICINAL FIELDS?!?"
In a peaceful morning as such, a sudden roar shattered the stillness in the air.
Ever since Danding Peak was robbed more than a month ago, the disciples who were in charge of keeping a watch thought of a multitude of ideas to keep it safe. At the same time, dozens of disciples would lay in wait every night in hopes of catching the herb stealing ba*tard.
But more than a month had passed, and yet, the bandit did not appear. Thinking that he was probably too scared to return, they sent off the disciples from their nightly watch.
