Two hours later, Wooyun was slumped on the floor, chest heaving, feeling like he'd run a five hour marathon. His master really didn't hold back.
As he was catching his breath, Junghwa followed his every movement with his eyes. His face was serene and thoughtful.
"What do you think is the core belief, the true purpose of the Blood Moon Sect?" Junghwa asked.
Wooyun, who was still catching his breath, lifted a brow. Not once had he been asked such a question. And such a random one at that. He wasn't even sure if they had a purpose.
Even during his basic training as a disciple with the academic branch leader, they never truly went over their core belief system. But from what he could gather, they weren't an evil organization. They didn't hurt or harm others for no rhyme or reason.
"…I'm not really sure, master." He said, feeling apologetic. This was something he should know as a disciple of this sect.
