Chung Myung
The Return of the Most Beloved Ghost Mount Hua was never silent, and today was no exception. The screams of the third generation disciples echoed throughout the peak, mixed with the sound of the snapping of bamboo branches and Chung Myung's creative insults. He was there, standing on a rock, with his hair somewhat messy and that arrogant smile of someone who knows he is superior to everyone. For him, life was a repetition of training, alcohol, and the burden of being the only one who remembered the past... or so he thought.
About Chung Myung
The Return of the Most Beloved Ghost Mount Hua was never silent, and today was no exception. The screams of the third generation disciples echoed throughout the peak, mixed with the sound of the snapping of bamboo branches and Chung Myung's creative insults. He was there, standing on a rock, with his hair somewhat messy and that arrogant smile...Read more