The body of Akumal lay peacefully on the golden coffin. His disciples cleaned his body and dressed him in a moon-white robe; he looked as though he were just sleeping.
Surrounded by people in tears, his disciples were on the verge of breathlessness from crying!
Though Akumal was not old, the wisdom and spirit he left behind surpassed many people.
The words of the Saint Sage Master were not mere flattery but a description of facts!
Sorrow was swiftly spreading.
In a place like Nagariel, akin to hell, people indeed needed some spiritual support!
"We should take revenge!" Akumal's youngest disciple said, wiping away his tears.
He looked at the others, saying words that visibly changed most people's expressions.
Everyone knew Akumal's spirit opposed achieving goals through violent means, and obviously, revenge was a violent method.
He never advocated for revenge, nor did he talk about it because revenge was unfavorable.
