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Life is pain.
Apparently, Buddha was responsible for that little nugget of truth. So, that assertion should be on the money. However, even if Lord Buddha didn't say it, Yi Myeong-Hwan would still have agreed, anyway. Even if that saying was a joke uttered by some random nobody!
Besides, anyone in his shoes would have to agree with his stance, too!
Yi Myeong-Hwan cautiously asked, "Okay, but... Do I have to?"
"Who else can do it besides you?"
"But, why me?"
"You're our representative. That's why."
"...Since when?"
Certain things in this world needed to be rejected outright. Unfortunately, such rejections might end up as a meaningless waste of breath if no one was willing to listen.
Yi Myeon-Hwan forced back his manly tears of resentment.
'You bunch of livestock-thief lookalikes...!'
For some incomprehensible reason, members of the Martial Assembly were... not kind-looking, so to speak, which was at odds with the commonly accepted stereotypical images of martial artists training in remote mountainsides having this naive but kind demeanor.
If that example was too extreme, then... How about the image of student athletes walking around in tracksuits? That seemed about right for martial artists in training. But, all the Assembly members looked like neighborhood gangsters and loan sharks.
No one knew when this fashion trend began, but it didn't matter anymore. Everyone in the Assembly thought of this look as cool and hip and was intensely proud about being able to carry themselves in this manner.
And Yi Myeong-Hwan was also one of those people, so he shouldn't berate anyone for it!
He never really thought about how weird this fashion-and-grooming...
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