l Injured stubborn Cheong Myeong and struggling wife l

The day at Mount Hua had started peacefully. Disciples practiced their forms in the morning light, spring blossoms drifting gently to the ground. The air was calm, serene—until a familiar voice shattered the tranquility from the healing quarters.

“JUST GIVE ME A DAMN PANACEA, AND I’LL BE GOOD AS NEW!” Cheong Myeong shouted, thrashing against the disciples struggling to hold him down.

“Cheong Myeong, the healer already explained that a panacea isn’t enough to heal you,” Chung Mun said with a weary sigh, shaking his head. “you have once too many times broke that leg, it needs to heal naturally.”

Earlier that morning, he had returned from a mission with Tang Bo, battered and bloodied. His leg was broken, and a deep gash ran across his abdomen, sending both Chung Mun and you—his beloved wife—into a panic.