Hyun Jong sat at the head of the meeting room, staring blankly at the entrance.

Piles of boxes and bundles were stacked so high they nearly touched the ceiling.

Blinking at the sight, Hyun Jong slowly turned his gaze to Hwang Jeong seated beside him.

“All of that is…”

“Gifts.”

“Gifts?”

Hyun Jong frowned.

Ever since Mount Hua’s name began to spread, gifts from influential figures had been arriving sporadically. Though he had always found the practice unpleasant, they had been accepted due to the insistence of one older and one younger member of the sect, arguing that their struggling …