Dohwi made no secret of the fact that he had lived for a thousand years on Mount Taeryong and never failed a hunt.
「Look. I came back to this world with an ironclad body, but we all know what your mentor has become after its encounter with me. A pathetic cripple with no tail.」
Even before the black Imoogi hiding in the clouds, Dohwi showed no sign of fear.
「As I already said, if I want something, I get it. Hand it over if you don’t want to end up like your mentor, too.」
Despite having repented and walking the path of a Buddhist under the great monk, the monk felt a great amount of anger surging from deep within whenever he saw the arrogant tiger that Sohwa somehow adored.
‘Sigh... Still having trouble controlling my emotions... I guess I’m far away from truly understanding the teachings of the great monk.‘