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What mattered most was the heart.
No matter what kind of scar it left, a superficial wound left by a superficial action was still nothing more than that: superficial.
This was something he had known for a long time now. However, he had momentarily forgotten in the moment, and impulsively cut the back of his hand while he made his oath.
An oath was just a shackle that tied one’s heart.
As long as he had an unwavering mind and motivation, why would he ever need a shackle like that? Was there any chance he would forget Na Ban’s death? Was there any chance he’d just let Martial Heaven do what they wanted? Of course not. And he knew that very well.
Woo-Moon had just acted in such a manner as he had been overcome by guilt and driven by passion. And Ma-Ra had just made him see the error of his ways because she didn’t want to see him harming himself for no reason. Being injured in a fight was something both of them were accustomed to, but this was something else altogether.
Woo-Moon grabbed Ma-Ra's slender arm and hugged her.
“I won’t do something like that again. I promise.”
Without answering, Ma-Ra silently drew ointment and a bandage from her sleeve and carefully wrapped Woo-Moon’s hand.
If he were to circulate his qi, he could heal it in an instant. However, Woo-Moon deliberately didn’t do so. He just...
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