Chapter 265

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Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 265. No, but what about those bastards? (5)

Glug, glug.

As the tea was poured into the cup, a mild, subtle scent spread through the room.

It is a scent that goes well with Shaolin.

Bop Jeong, the head of Shaolin, smiled as he pushed the glass forward. (The raw is 대사가)

"I don't know if you'd like the tea."

Hyun Jong bowed his head as if he was ecstatic.

Hyun Jong put in a request for meeting without much expectation, but he was bewildered to be accepted so suddenly.

"So……."

Bop Jeong looked at Hyun Jong quietly and started the conversation.

"I've heard recently that Mount Hua is in a very good mood. I heard from Hyebang, who visited Mount Hua, that it was very impressive."

"Haha……."

It must have been impressive.

Since he Chung Myung.

"It's a good thing. I used to be heartbroken that Mount Hua, the world's most prestigious sect, was losing its power but seeing the Sect Leader here shows how bright the future of Mount Hua is. Amitabha."

Bop Jeong recited Buddha’s name and lowered his head slightly.

Hyun Jong was slightly surprised and put his hands together.

"I heard that Mount Hua did well in the Conference. Sect Leader has worked hard indeed."

"It's embarrassing. How can that happen because of me? It's thanks to the hard work of the children in my sect."

Bop Jeong's eyes, which had sunk to transparency, glanced over Hyun Jong.

"Sect Leader."

"Yes, Head Monk. Please tell me."

"If you do well in this competition, it's clear that Mount Hua's momentum will rise even further."

"I hope so."

"But be careful."

‘What do you mean be careful?’

Hyun Jong looked at Bop Jeong without answering the sudden and questionable remarks.

"People is truly pitiful being. There are only a few people who can fully accept the pleasures of others as their own. Most of them have feelings of envy and jealousy."

"……."

"Mount Hua can also be the target of such envy, so please be careful."

Hyun Jong cleared his throat. Then, with a gentle smile, he watched Bop Jeong quietly.

"Thank you very much for the words, Head Monk. However, Mount Hua has not yet risen to enough to receive such feelings from other sects."

"Hmm."

"So I'll put that worry off a little bit and just focus on getting good results in this tournament for now."

"Amitabha. I think I was worrying too much."

Watching Bop Jeong, who reciting Buddha’s name in a low manner, Hyun Jong straightened himself.

'You're so easygoing.'

But what he's seeing right now will never be everything.

The head of Shaolin, who leads the Thousand Years Shaolin, is never a position for ordinary people to take over.

Perhaps even at this moment, Bop Jeong must be evaluating Hyun Jong separately.

He doesn't know what kind of evaluation he'll get.

‘At least I have to keep my eyes on it.'

That way, he'll be more comfortable when they face each other.

Hyun Jong was about to say something else.

"Um."

Feeling the noise outside, Hyun Jong and Bop Jeong turned their heads slightly.

Unlike Hyun Jong's slight frown, Bop Jeong was just a calm face.

"Nothing to worry about."

"…Yes?"

Bop Jeong smiles brightly.

"When people gather like this, big and small accidents are bound to happen. Most of the time, it's not a big deal, so you don't have to worry about it."

However, Hyun Jong's face turned white at the end of the story.

‘Accident?’

‘Big and small accidents?’

Bop Jeong tilts his head as the expression looks unusual.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Ha... haha. That's...…."

Hyun Jong was a very good self objective person. And his self-objectification applies not only to himself but also to Mount Hua.(I don’t what that term mean. I gave up after a quick search. The raw is 객관화에)

‘No matter how many people are gathered here...….'

When it comes to accidents, it is impossible to think of Mount Hua without mentioning them, right?

Are there any other scumbags who can cause an accident in the middle of the world's famous Shaolin?

'No way.'

Hyun Jong sprang up from his seat.

"Sect Leader?"

When Bop Jeong gave a questionable look, Hyun Jong flinched and said awkwardly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm so curious about what happened out there...…."

“Ah… if that’s the case.”

Bop Jeong looked at the door and said lowly.

"Gongsim (공심(空心))."

Immediately, a cautious voice is heard from outside the door.

"Yes, Sect Leader."

"What's going on out there?"

"…It looks like the disciple of the other faction who visited our headquarters has collided."

"Um."

Bop Jeong had a bitter smile.

From the time he gathered the energetic people, he was determined that he would not be able to avoid one accident or another.

But he didn’t expect from the very first day they opened the door that there are some daring people who caused an accident already.

"Which sect is it?"

"It's Hainan and Mount Hua."

"Yes, Hainan and...…."

‘Yes?’

"…where?"

"It's Hainan and Mount Hua."

“Mount Hua. Yes, Mount Hua … if it’s Mount Hua …”

Bop Jeong's head went up slightly.

"……."

Hyun Jong, who made eye contact with him, flinched.

"……."

At the moment, there was an awkward air like hell.

Even the world's famous Shaolin Head Monk Bop Jeong didn't know what to say.

"I- I guess I'll have to go quickly."

"Oh……."

"We-Well, then!"

Hyun Jong rushed out.

Bop Jeong, who reached for him reflexively, smiled in vain and retracted his hand back. Then he slowly lifted his body up.

'Mount Hua.'

Aren't they really bloodthirsty guys?

"It's fine."

It seemed like he had to go see it himself.

Bop Jeong, who smiled bitterly, slowly left the room.

* * *

"…What did you just say?"

‘Do you want me to crawl all the way to Hainan?’

"Huh?"

Gwa Kwan-So, one of the second-class disciples of the Hainan Sect, looked at Baek Chun, unable to hide the absurdity.

Looking at Baek Chun, who is crossing his arms with the sword stuck on the ground, it felt like something hot was rushing out of his stomach.

It was enough words and acts to make him angry.

What even made Gwa Kwan-So even angrier was that Baek Chun, with his arms crossed so cheekily, seemed rather cool.

'That skinny-looking guy!'

As a man of the majestic Hainan Sect, it was unacceptable that he looked great. (Wut..? Wut??)

‘Right, I'd rather have that copper in the back...….’ (The raw is 그래. 차라리 저 뒤에 있는 저 구릿빛의…….)

"…Are you guys taking a boat?" (I’m sorry, can’t make sense of these conversation. Maybe it has a link with Hainan as they located near the sea.)

"What?"

"N-No."

Gwa Kwan-So tilted his head unconsciously.

‘Why do those meats smell like rough sea men?’

Just then, a voice that seemed to be urging came from behind.

"Sahyung."

"Hmm."

Gwa Kwan-So, who came to his senses only then, raised his voice with a nervous impression.

"The mouths of the ruined sect are alive. Normally, I wouldn't have left you alone, but this time I'm especially...…"

At that moment, Baek Chun raised his hand slightly to cut Gwa Kwan-So's words.

"…what is it?"

When Gwa Kwan-So, who was suddenly interrupted, crumples his face and asks, Baek Chun says with a sour face.

"Hainan seem prefer to fight with their mouths, but Mount Hua fights with their sword. If you're going to go at it, just go at it, or just scram off. I don't have a hobby of catching and hitting people who run away."

"… this bastard?"

As the angry Gwa Kwan-So was about to jump forward, the hands stretched out from the left and right grabbed him urgently.

"Sahyung!"

"Don't forget where we are."

"Iiik!"

Gwa Kwan-So stared at Baek Chun with bloodshot eyes.

'Damn bastards. If it weren't for Shaolin.'

Although they were disciples of Hainan, they did not have the courage to cross swords with the other sect in the grounds of Shaolin.

"You're lucky. If it wasn't for Shaolin, you'd be dead by now."

"Oh, you're running away? All right, then. Whatever."

Gwa Kwan-So, whose anger soared to the top of his head due to Baek Chun's sarcastic remarks, trembled.

Then he growled, grinding his teeth as if to break.

"These bastards don't even know the subject!"

Watching him roaring like an angry boar, Yoon jong and Jo-Gol sighed.

'Sasuk has now reached the level of scratching people now.'

‘He learned from that guy. What can we say?'

All of Mount Hua's disciples admired Baek Chun, who smashes Gwa Kwan-So's rationality with his blunt words.

'Yes, when you become a great disciple of Mount Hua, you must not lose even with your mouth.'

On the other hand, Gwa Kwan-So, who is losing his mouth, was so angry that he could not even turn his head.

Mount Hua Sect.

A sect, who used to be a member of the Ten Great Sect. Now, it is a sect that has fallen and is deprived of its place in turn of the Hainan Sect.

But they dare provoke Hainan Sect?

Saje's voice came to him who couldn't stand his anger.

"You have to be patient. Sahyung. They're going to be humiliated anyway. We don't even need to use our own hands. Won't the Sect Leader would get angry when it is said that we beat up the disciples of Mount Hua in Shaolin?"

"Hum."

At the Saje's words, Gwa Kwan-So, who was breathing heavily, nodded a moment later.

It's true that the heat (of anger) is rising, but he shouldn't cause an accident here. He had that much thought.

"Fuuu. Good. Let's just go this time. But you'd better be careful. If any of you meets us at this competition, they'll have to be prepared to break a bone. In this sparring competition, you will experience Hainan's sword, which you have never tasted here."

It was the moment when he stared at Baek Chun while giving a stern warning and tried to turn away beautifully.

"Who's going to let you go?"

"……Huh?"

He raised his head slightly.

A man with a grumpy face trudged out of the back. Then he stood up crookedly and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"How come kids these days are so determined? It wasn't like that when I was young. Once you get into an argument, you go until the last one is standing there. To get rid of it by flapping your snout and gently scratching it? That's how they teach you in Hainan?"

"Huh?"

Gwa Kwan-So looked at Chung Myung with dumbfounded eyes.

‘He looks like a third-class disciple.'

How dare a third-class disciples come forward in this situation?

"What the hell are you doing?"

"You don't have to know, you punk."

Gwa Kwan-So opened his eyes at the unexpected verbal abuse.

Chung Myung grinned at the reaction and threw the sword on the floor.

"What? You can't use a sword because it si in Shaolin? Then we can use fist. Come out. I'll turn that ugly chin to the opposite side."

"This……."

"Oh, you're scared, you're already out of your skin and running away? Why haven't you heard from me?" (The raw is 왜 이렇게 소식이 없어?")

Gwa Kwan-So's cheeks trembled.

"Sa-Sahyung."

"Stop!"

His eyes, now lost in reason, seemed to be half-turned.

"I am well aware that this is Shaolin. But what will the world think of us if we just walk away even after being insulted to this extent?"

At his words, Gwa Kwan-So’s Saje glanced around.

Spectators are already gathering. It's a little embarrassing, but it's too late to back down. It is impossible for Hainan running away from Mount Hua in front of the crowd.

"Come on! You can punch, aren't you?"

Gwa Kwan-So glared.

"Even if you can't defeat us with a sword, you seem to think it's worth trying with bare hands. I'll let you know that Mount Hua can't beat us no matter what. Go back after knowing exactly why you guys were kicked out of the Ten Great Sect."

The disciples of the Hainan Sect all put their swords on the ground.

Jo-Gol turns his head and looks at Yoon Jong.

"What should we do?"

"How else can we do?"

Yoon Jong grinned and put his sword on the ground.

"I'm going to crush that mouth first. What about Mount Hua? What about Ten Great Sect? I'll take care of that bastard."

"……."

Jo-Gol smiled as he looked at Yoon Jong, who had already gone blind.

'Now it's gone.'

No one is rational anymore.

Then what can he do?

Jo-Gol has no choice but to throw himself into this flow.

Hainan and Mount Hua's disciples, who have thrown their swords, faced and glared at each other.

Chung Myung cracks his neck a couple of times.

"It's important not to get into trouble. But!"

Chung Myung's eyes flashed..

"It's more important to defeat the cubs who cursed Mount Hua! If you're not a beast, you can't stand it when the sect that fed and raised you gets cursed at!"

It was such a simple but effective incitement. The madness began to grow in the eyes of the disciples.

"Bury them!" (The raw is "묻어 버려!")

"Oooohh! Let's break the head!"

Chung Myung Sect……. No, Mount Hua's disciples shouted in unison and rushed toward Hainan Sect.

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