Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 1481. The Plan Was Sound (5)
Editor: Hoamzz
Co-Translator: Xoxo
“Sasuk.”
“...Don’t talk to me.”
“No, that’s not it, Sasuk.”
"...Dun't tlk t me I sid."
In the end, Yoon Jong shook his head and gave up what he was about to say.
'Does he hate it that much?'
Baek Cheon's every movement was stiff. It seemed that even the touch of Southern Edge Sect’s clothes made him uncomfortable. Even if he were to squeeze his clothes with a disgusting insect, he wouldn't show such a reaction.
"...How did I... end up like this..."
Everyone looked at the despairing back of Baek Cheon with pitying gazes.
Still, there hadn't been occasions for such humiliation for a while...
"No, but seeing him like this, it's really dumbfounding. At that point, even his father wouldn't recognize him. How can brothers look so much alike?"
"...to think a person could become so much more annoying just by changing their expression and clothes."
"No wonder he acts like he's wronged whenever we call him annoying, it's because he could become that much more annoying if he only wanted to. He must have held back a lot up till now."
"...Sht yr mth..."
Baek Cheon glared back with bloodshot eyes. Everyone stealthily avoided his gaze.
However, there was one person whose liver, once emerged, absolutely wouldn't go back into his belly, and he ended up flapping his mouth like a chattering bird even in this situation.
“But Sasuk. I’m really curious, are you mad because you’re imitating Southern Edge Sect right now? Or because you're imitating your older brother...... Keok!"
Jo-Gol twisted his body like a squid on a hot pan from the strong blow to his side.
"...You're asking for a beating, a beating!"
Tang Soso clicked his tongue while shook off her hands. What’s the point of worrying about something like that right now?
"No..."
"Shh. Someone’s coming."
Everyone's faces instantly turned tense. One of the passersby noticed them and approached with a pleased look.
"Ah! Isn't this the great hero Jin of Southern Edge Sect?"
Five Swords swallowed dry saliva and looked at Baek Cheon. Meanwhile, Tang Soso reached out with the speed of light and straightened Hye Yeon's slightly crooked wig.
"Perhaps you remember me? We met once in Shaanxi before. We even shared a meal then."
'I'm screwed.'
'We're fucked.'
'That's why I said this wouldn't work, you bastards.'
Cold sweat trickled down everyone's faces. Even Chung Myung, who had pushed for all of this, was now sweating with a defeated expression.
However, Baek Cheon turned his gaze with an incredibly calm expression and looked at the person approaching him.
"Hmm."
He examined the approaching person from top to bottom and then calmly opened his mouth. But it was not towards that person, but towards his own group.
“Yoon Pyeong.”
“....”
“Yoon Pyeong!”
“Yes? Ah.... Yes, Sasuk!”
Yoon Jong answered cleverly and bowed his head.
"Watch carefully. This is the kind of discourtesy easily committed in Kangho."
“...Because of this Sajil dull nature, it is not easy for me to understand Sasuk’s teachings. Please blame this dull-witted Sajil."
Baek Cheon squinted his eyes and glared at Yoon Jong, then spoke in a flat voice.
"Whether you know the person or not, when speaking to someone in the martial world, you must first reveal your identity and name. Failing to do so is a grave discourtesy. Remember this well. If a disciple of Great Southern Edge Sect were to make such a mistake, I would not forgive it."
"I, I will keep that in mind."
Just as Yoon Jong was about to squeeze out some more reaction, the person who had approached them opened his mouth first with a pale face.
“I, I am Go Il-san of Plum Blossom Sect (이화문(李花門)) in Henan! A few years ago, I met you in Shaanxi with my sect's Sect Leader. My pleased feelings got ahead of me and I committed a discourtesy. I am sorry, Great Hero."
"No apologize needed."
Baek Cheon then quietly smiled. It was a gentle smile, but one that would slightly twist the viewer's stomach.
"What I said was merely the etiquette that must be observed as a Southern Edge Sect disciple. There would be no reason to demand the same courtesy from someone of another sect."
“....”
"However, unfortunately, it has been so long that I must ask for your understanding as I do not recall you. I do remember the sect leader of Plum Blossom Sect, but..."
“Y- Yes. I was there too. The appearance of the Great Hero that day was so impressive, and I’m so happy to see you again in a place like this. So....”
"I too am pleased to meet you again."
Baek Cheon cut off the other person's words cleanly and looked at Go Il-san with emotionless eyes.
From that cold gaze, Go Il-san could clearly read the implied meaning: 'If you've said all you had to say, why are you still here, you insignificant pest?' Go Il-san awkwardly cupped his fists again.
"Congratulations on Southern Edge Sect lifting their seclusion. Th- Then I will visit once with Sect Leader next time."
"I will do my best to receive you at then. May good fortune be with you."
"Ma- May you have good fortune."
Go Il-san bowed his head deeply enough to seem servile and then moved away as if his buttocks were on fire.
Those who were blankly watching the scene let out exclamations of astonishment.
"Incredible..."
"What on earth did I just see?"
“...Perfect.”
Jo-Gol trembled and whispered.
“Sa- Sasuk. You couldn't have practiced this, so how did you suddenly become like that? You perfectly matched that arrogant bastard's mannerisms."
Baek Cheon looked at the distant sky with a bitter face.
“...I’ve seen it millions of times.”
"Ah..."
You must have had a hard time. Well, that's probably why you ran away from home.
A short time later, as Baek Cheon turned into an alley and confirmed there was no one around, he grabbed his clothes with both hands.
“Hey!”
"You can’t tear that!"
"Whoa, whoa. Sasuk. Let's endure just a little more. There, good boy. Good boy."
"Sago... Not candy. That's a bit much."
"...Is that so?"
Yoo Iseol, who had silently offered the candy, stealthily withdrew her hand. Tears welled up in Baek Cheon's eyes.
How did I end up like this...
“Sasuk. But that person earlier really seemed to have connections with Southern Edge Sect. Was it okay to treat him that way? Surely he'll harbor ill feelings..."
"What do I care? Geumryong will be the one getting cursed at."
…Everyone nodded with a pleased face at Baek Cheon’s indifferent answer. This person wasn’t normal either.
"See! I told you they wouldn't even suspect us!"
Baek Cheon's eyes turned bloodshot at the voice that was clearly full of smugness. His venomous gaze soon turned to the giggling Chung Myung.
"You... fucking bastard."
“Hehehehe.”
If it were up to his heart, he wanted to rush in right now and shove these cursed clothes into that bastard's snout. But if he did that, it wouldn't be that bastard but Mount Hua that would be disgraced, so he had no choice but to endure.
“Is this something a human would do?”
"Why are you trembling like that. In the old days, it was probably clothes you wore every day."
"Chung Myung-ah, stop. Sasuk might really explode."
He’s actually a bit swollen already.
"More importantly, are we going the right way?"
"Wait."
Chung Myung tapped his chest. A pure white fur ball popped his head out. He blinked his black eyes blankly, as if he had been dozing off for a moment.
"Hey, which way is it?"
When Chung Myung asked, Baek-ah craned his neck and quickly twitched his nose.
Kii!
Then he stretched his short paw and pointed northeast.
"That way."
"At least it's a bit far from the main headquarters."
"Let's hurry. Honestly, just wearing these robes makes my stomach churn."
“Yes. Let’s go, Sahyung.”
“...Wait a bit, Siju. My head keeps spinning. Can you do something about it...?"
"That's why you shouldn't sweat so much. Your head is so slippery and smooth that the wig keeps turning."
"Ho- How am I supposed to not sweat in a situation like this?"
"Try putting a towel inside."
“Then it’ll get bulky and look awkward, this punk. Wouldn't it look weird walking around with just an inflated head?"
Hye Yeon closed his eyes and repeatedly recited a chant.
What sin exactly did I commit to deserve such punishment? Life is suffering, and existence is...
"Someone's coming from behind. Let's go quickly."
"Yes."
The group began walking again while pretending to be Southern Edge Sect's disciples. The passersby, without any suspicion, instead gave them envious looks.
Yoon Jong opened his mouth as if he couldn't understand at all.
“But, Chung Myung-ah.”
"What?"
"How is this working?"
"What’s working?"
"No but, no matter what, this is so shoddy yet no one suspects anything. … And this is Kaifeng, right?”
"Obvious stuff."
Chung Myung chuckled.
"Of course there would be bastards who suspect. But if they suspect, what the hell can they do?"
"...What kind of weird question is that? If they're suspicious, they should check."
"With who?"
“Well....”
Yun Jong was about to say something but closed his mouth. He understood it now too.
"So you got suspicious and checked, but what are you going to do if Dongryong is the real Geumryong? Would he just leave the person who doubted him alone with that crazy personality?”
“....”
"Besides, Geumryong is Southern Edge Sect’s next sect leader. There’s even talk that the sect leader position is about to be passed down, so if they disrespect Geumryong? That's committing a discourtesy to all of Southern Edge Sect. So which inflated gut beggar bastard is going to come and ask, 'Are you really Jin Geumryong?' Kids like that have already been buried under a bridge."
"Ah...."
Everyone nodded in understanding. But that didn't mean all their doubts had completely disappeared.
"So you're saying they're just letting it go?"
"Letting it go? No way. Messages will now be flying to Shaanxi like crazy. To confirm if Geumryong really came here."
"R- Right?"
"But!"
Chung Myung smiled wickedly.
"By the time that’s confirmed, we’ll already be gone from here."
Everyone simultaneously gasped. Ah, except for Baek Cheon.
"Wow..."
"It's breathtaking."
Chung Myung puffed out his belly in pride amidst the praise.
"This is what you call a perfect crime, a perfect crime."
"...Seeing you from time to time, you really have a good brain."
“What’s amazing isn’t his brain, but that face which made it possible to plan this. Damn, even looking again it's completely identical. Gives me chills."
“...Shut up.”
Regardless whether Baek Cheon protested or not, Chung Myung just watched Baek Cheon shaking happily.
"Anyway, in Kaifeng there might be people who suspect us, but there won't be anyone who would actually act on it, so let's stay calm..Keke. Just thinking about how much that Geumryong bastard will rage when he finds out about this later makes ten years of indigestion go away. Hehehehehehe!"
Chung Myung walked forward with a truly demonic reaction. Everyone followed behind him while clicking their tongues.
"Right. Anyway, well... as long as we don’t get caught."
"We need to finish quickly and escape, Sahyung. If we get caught, what kind of disgrace would this be?"
"I have the confidence to bite my tongue and die on the spot."
It was the moment Mount Hua disciples were sharing awkward jokes and just turning a corner.
"...uh?"
"Huh?"
“...Huuhh?”
Mount Hua's disciples froze in place like a painting.
What they encountered were beggars whose martial prowess was clearly extraordinary at first glance.
Of course, this wasn’t really a problem. It was very natural for strong beggars to gather in Kaifeng.
The problem wasn’t the beggars, but one person who was with them.
"Uh...."
White martial robes with cloud patterns engraved on them.
Hair neatly tied up with a silver-cloud patterned headband, with white hair ribbons hanging forward. And eyes wide open in shock.
It was a very familiar sight to Mount Hua's disciples. The moment everyone froze as if hit by cold water, he looked at Baek Cheon standing in front and blinked his eyes.
“Sa...hyung? Huh?”
Then, from Chung Myung who had been frozen stiff like a wooden doll embedded in a wall, a genuinely flustered voice leaked out like a groan.
“Thi- This... Song...Baek.”
“....”
Haha. Hahahaha...
Why are you suddenly appearing here?
This is driving me crazy, seriously…
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