I Became a Supporting Character in a Martial Arts Novel (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 117

I clamped my mouth shut and scrutinized the Sect Leader before me.

His face appeared to be that of a man in his late forties. Yet, if asked whether he was truly that age, I couldn’t confidently nod in agreement—there was something oddly ambiguous about him.

‘Perhaps it’s the kind of impression people who’ve undergone the “returning to youth” technique often give.’

Now that I looked closely, his hair—initially seeming silver from afar—was actually stark white, bleached entirely. A faint bluish sheen must have made it appear silvery at first glance.

…Oddly, and quite out of context, Master suddenly came to mind.

Maybe it was because he was the complete opposite in coloring: Master always wore a white robe embroidered with crimson plum blossoms along the collar and cuffs, and his hair was jet-black. Their apparent ages were similar, too.

Once the thought surfaced, I realized even their appearances seemed nearly opposite. Master had a straight, resolute bearing, whereas this man…

‘He wouldn’t seem out of place described as eerie.’

Despite not having delicate features at all.

Lifting my head with unsteady eyes, I met the Sect Leader’s gaze directly. His eyes were blue. It struck me as absurd that I could look so easily and casually into eyes even his own son reportedly couldn’t face.

“Have you finished observing me?”

“…What business brings you… here?”

“Speak freely. You’re an exception—I don’t mind.”

His condescending tone suddenly irritated me, and I clenched my teeth.

“What’s your business?”

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