Chapter 113

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Return of The Mount Hua – Episode/Chapter 113. If you're a disciple of Mount Hua, that's enough (3)

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The beginning was grand, but the ending was pretty sloppy.

There are several reasons.

First of all, Mount Hua didn't expect their victory at all either, so they did not prepare any special event to celebrate their victory. Even if they tried to celebrate it, it felt somewhat ambiguous.

Secondly, since Sama Seung left already, Southern Edge Sect's disciples had no choice but to get out of Mount Hua.

Finally...

"Sect Leader! Can we talk for a moment?"

"Don't push me! I’m here first!"

"Sect Leader, it'll only take a moment! Sect Leader!"

As soon as Sama Seung leave, the merchant who witnessed the match rushed to Hyun Jong. They saw something because they had eyes, and they couldn't just go back.

‘We have to make a deal!'

'This is a business that will last forever.''

‘We can't just let Eunha Merchant Guild take all!'

It cannot be said that Mount Hua overwhelms Southern Edge Sect with this match, but it is undeniable that Mount Hua is gaining strength at a formidable rate.

Just as the logic of the world does, money is bound to flock where there is power. The merchant of Shaanxi who watched the match hoped that the money collected at Mount Hua would be their own.

"What's wrong with you all!?"

When Hyun Yong yelled loudly, the merchant flinched and looked at Him.

‘Is it too much?’

‘Right, he is a sect leader, we should a little more polite...….'

'It's understandable to be irritated because everyone came at once.'

But the words that followed were slightly different from their expectations.

Hyun Yong speaks with a face that is more than willing.

"You have to talk to me first, the finance minister. I prepared refreshments, so please come this way. I'll prepare enough time for today, so you don't have to hurry."

"……."

"Oh, just in case, we've got accommodation for you. If anyone wants to stay, please let me know. All right, everybody this way."

"……."

Watching Hyun Yong humming and heading to the finance hall, today's deal will be a tough one. (the raw is 재경각으로)

And before all Southern Edge Sect's disciples  went back. Chung Myung faced one person again.

"Thank you for your teaching."

"……What?"

"Thank you, Young Master." (I don’t know. Do you all have suggestions to call someone younger in a very polite way?)

Chung Myung looked at Songbaek Lee with a sour look on his face.

"All the other second-class disciples over there must be grinding their teeth right now, you shouldn't come here and say that. "

Songbaek Lee scratches his head with an awkward face.

"We're already halfway apart." (as in alienated)

‘I don't think it's just half.’

Should it called optimistic? Or dull? Southern Edge Sect's disciples were already butchering Songbaek Lee with their eyes.

Of course, it's natural.

Because traitor is more hated than the enemy. From the Southern Edge Sect's point of view, Chung Myung is the most terrible enemy. They won't take Songbaek Lee talking to such a person nicely.

It's like Songbaek Lee to not care about that at all.

"I didn't understand what Young Master was saying before."

Songbaek Lee says with determined eyes.

"But now I understand what you had said. The path I must choose."

"……Hey, I'm a disciple of Mount Hua."

Songbaek Lee smiles brightly.

“What is so important of sect in finding a teacher? Anyone can be a teacher if they have something to learn."

"Excuse me. Are you...…."

"Yes?"

"Would you like to enter Mount Hua?"

‘Just go, to Mount Hua.’

‘You are more like Taoist than I am.’

"You have already made an enemy in Southern Edge Sect."

Songbaek Lee smiled humbly and glanced back. Jin Geum Ryong, still unconscious at his gaze, is seen.

"Sahyung must have felt a lot through today's match. Be careful. Sahyung is a great man. Such a person will now train with Young Master in mind. He’ll be stronger and fearsome."

"Yes, well, whatever."

Songbaek Lee smiled bitterly at Chung Myung's reaction.

"It must be a meaningless word to the Young Master."

Chung Myung will be stronger and faster than Jin Geum Ryong. As time goes by, the gap only widens, and it never narrows. Songbaek Lee was also well aware of that.

"I just wanted to say thank you. Then until I see you again...…."

"Wait a minute."

This time, Chung Myung caught Songbaek Lee.

"Yes?"

Chung Myung, who actually called him, looked at Songbaek Lee without saying a word.

Chung Myung stares at Songbaek Lee for a while, and then opens his mouth in a different, low tone.

"It's going to be a difficult path, isn't it?"

"……."

Songbaek Lee sighed as he looked at Chung Myung.

"Young Master really seems to read people's minds. I can't hide anything."

"You're still going?"

Songbaek Lee nods his head in silence.

"It's not a way I want to go. It's the way I have to go, isn't it?"

Chung Myung nodded still.

"Right."

Chung Myung was struck by a strange sensation as he watched Songbaek Lee return to the Southern Edge Sect disciples.

Songbaek Lee may have to fight a lonely fight from now on. Southern Edge Sect's disciples will never forget Chung Myung's sword and will live with it as their goal.

It cannot be easy to protect Southern Edge Sect's sword in such a flow. Because people reject and despise beings who are different from themselves.

It's going to be a lonely and difficult fight.….

"If you do it, maybe one day you will become the hope of Southern Edge Sect."

Chung Myung turned his head and looked at the third-class disciples.

Looking at Jo-Gol smiling and other sahyung, he can't help but sigh.

‘He's such a good man.'

Why are these bastards so different?

If there was only one guy like Songbaek Lee, it would have been twice as easy for Chung Myung!

"Well."

Chung Myung shook his head.

‘What can I do?’

‘If you roll it to death, it'll become a man.'

Human beings do their best in a given environment. It's meaningless to blame what you don't have.

Chung Myung turned to look at Southern Edge Sect's disciples leaving the gate.

This concludes things with Southern Edge Sect. Now, Chung Myung won't step up and hit Southern Edge Sect first. They don't know, but they've already taken revenge enough for Chung Myung.

Then, did the relationship with Southern Edge Sect end here?

"No way."

Now, for Southern Edge Sect, Chung Myung has become the number one enemy that must be dealt with.

It's understandable enough. On the flip side, if Chung Myung is Southern Edge Sect's sect leader, he will try to eliminate such person at all costs.

Because it's the only way Southern Edge Sect can survive..

"No, they're not."

Chung Myung smiled with great determination.

Then someone rushed in looking for him.

"Chung Myung!"

It was Yoon Jong.

"What is it, Sahyung?"

"Come quickly. The sect leader are looking for you!"

"……."

Chung Myung's face showed a subtle hint of reluctance.

‘Here it is.’

He raises his head and looks up at the distant sky.

‘I should've done it moderately.'

In fact, this series of events is more of a suicide than a success.

Didn't he beat up all of Southern Edge Sect's second-class disciples and made plum blossoms with his sword in front of the elder?

Of course, sect leader and elders have no choice but to question it. It couldn't be helped when the duel going on until now, but now that the duel is over, the question will of course come out.

‘How can I explain this?'

In fact, I am your ancestor?

‘Oh, not this one.’

Learn from a passerby?

‘Oh, not this either. '

"Okay."

Yoon Jong tilted his head as Chung Myung, who couldn't find a way out, scratched his head.

"What are you doing? Let's go."

"Yeah."

Chung Myung sighs deeply.

‘Oh, my God.’

Now he has to find an excuse even after winning.

‘Jang Mun sahyung. Are you watching this? Do I have to live like this?’

- Then you can just die.

‘No, you punk!’

‘You're saying that because you already dead!’

Chung Myung eventually headed to sect leader’s room like a cow being led to the slaughterhouse. Given that there were quite a few shoes in front of the room, the elders and disciples seemed to be gathered.

"I'm Yoon Jong.  Sect Leader Jong. I brought Chung Myung."

"Let him in."

"Yes."

Yoon Jong beckons Chung Myung to go inside.

"……."

Yoon Jong beckons again.

"……."

"What are you doing, man? Get in!"

"……Ugh."

Chung Myung sighed, then opened the door and went inside.

Now that he’s in, he going to get a hell lot of questions...….

"Oh, oh! Chung Myung is here!"

"Wow, you really are handsome! So handsome! Our Chung Myung is so handsome!"

"……."

What?

As soon as he entered the hall, the elders and disciples who were waiting began to applaud in unison.

It felt very, very strange to see swordsmen clapping and cheering as a group.

‘What's wrong with these people?'

Looking at it again, everyone is full of laughter. They like about to bloom with their face just because they can't make plum blossoms with a sword.

Chung Myung realized one thing when he saw Hyun Jong standing in the middle with his mouth almost stuck in his ear.

'Oh, they've never been so good.'

It was Chung Myung, who was uncomfortable and emotional at the same time, seeing the elder of the sect who laughed as if it was nothing important.

‘How should I say this?’

It feels like a father who couldn't buy his children a proper side dish.….

Hyun Jong opens his mouth while feeling sorry for something.

"Well, Chung….Heupp.. Well, Chung Myung... keuk!”

Hyun Jong lowers his head and covers his mouth with his hands. Even the word “Chung Myung” seemed to be good.

"Cough, cough!"

The sect leader coughs in vain. However, his face turned red, and it looked like he was still struggling to hold back his laughter.

"Well, are you hurt?"

"It's just a slight cut."

"The wound may fester. If you get out of here, try going to the drugstore."

Then Hyun Sang glares.

"You can call just the doctor! Why do you ask a busy person to come and go?"

"……I think that's a little weird. Who's busy?"

"That kid is busy! What's the doctor doing! "

"……."

Hyun Jong looked at Hyun Sang with blank eyes, but he opens his chest wide as if he is proud. Even the people gathered nodded as if it was natural.

"……Then, Chung Myung."

"Yes, Sect Leader."

"You're Mount Hua's...”

"…."

It was then.

Creak!

The door opened and Hyun Yong came in.

"The merchant is pouring money in! Hahahaha! Money is rolling in like a log! I've never even heard of a story about making money while doing nothing! He's a god! God! Earn money with a duel.…. Chung Myung, you punk! There you are!"

Hyun Yong rushed to Chung Myung and stretched his cheeks.

"Oh, my God, you cutie, hahahaha! If I had only one grandson like you, there would be nothing in the world to wish for."

Chung Myung, whose cheeks stretched out, looked at the ceiling with blank eyes.

‘Jang Moon sahyung.’

‘I live like this. Me.’

‘Now, a child less the age than my grandchild is holding my cheek like this. What? Do I have to live like this? Huh?’

"You seems having fun. Elder Young."

"Hahaha, what? Yeah, yeah, I'm having fun! Hahahaha!"

They were all the elders in Mount Hua who half lost their minds.

Note : I read it somewhere, Chung Myung in past life died in the age of 80

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