Inside the chamber was vast, its ceiling was held up by pillars that had been carved with ancient battles. The people that were sitting in a semi-circle were the great leaders of Murim, they were made up of elders, sect masters, and commanders that come from the righteous and unorthodox factions alike.
At the center of it all, sitting was Supreme Elder Cho Yang-Seok.
He was an old man with sharp features and what looked to be eyes that had seen far too much, Cho Yang-Seok's mere presence was simply enough to command silence without even a single word. He pointed towards an empty seat. "Master Heuk Cheon. You honor us with your presence."
Heuk Cheon let out a chuckle as he took his seat, he appeared to be completely at ease. "And here I thought that I was the uninvited guest."
A few of the elders had scowled.
