Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 1482. The Plan Was Sound (5)
Editor: Hoamzz
Co-Translator: Xoxo
'We're screwed.'
'We're fucked!'
'No, why is this guy here!'
'I told you we would definitely be screwed, Chung Myung you bastard!'
Sweat poured down like rain on the bodies of the disciples of Mount Hua.
How indifferent heavens were. Who would have imagined that they would encounter Isong Baek in this distant place, Kaifeng, not even in Xi'an?
‘What do we do? Should we run for it now?’
'How can we possibly escape in this situation!'
'And even if we encounter him, why does it have to be together with beggar bastards!'
The bigger problem is the fact that Isong Baek waswith none other than the masters of Beggar Union. Isn’t this pretty much the same as being caught in a rebellion in the heart of the imperial palace? The frozen disciples of Mount Hua desperately exchanged looks with each other.
But no matter how great their bewilderment, it couldn't compare to the confusion of Isong Baek, who had unexpectedly encountered them.
“…Daesahyung?”
Song Baek stared blankly at those standing before him.
The clothes those swordsmen are wearing are clearly Southern Edge Sect martial uniforms, and the person standing at the lead was clearly Jin Geumryong. However....
'Who?'
The ones behind him were people he had definitely never seen before. How could there be disciples of Southern Edge Sect he didn’t know?
"No…."
As Isong Baek blinked, the group faces gradually became as pale as blank sheets of paper. The one standing at the back, a slightly shorter man, was twitching and twisting his body like a dog wanting to relieve itself.
"Huh?"
Isong Baek carefully observed his strange beard and then suddenly twitched his eyebrows. Soon his expression twisted oddly.
"Sohyeop. Who are these people?"
“Ah… That’s….”
A beggar standing beside Isong Baek asked in a somewhat sharp voice. Isong Baek glanced at those standing before him and then opened his mouth.
Baek Cheon unconsciously gripped his sword tightly.
The moment a suffocating tension descended....
"I greet you, Daesahyung."
Isong Baek cupped his fists to Baek Cheon with a neat posture. Faced with such impeccable manners, Baek Cheon blinked involuntarily.
Puk!
"Ah!"
Only after feeling someone behind him stab his back and give him a hint did he quickly put on an arrogant expression.
“Yes, Saje. It’s been a while.”
With a tone full of Jin Geumryong’s usual manner, Baek Cheon responded and looked at Isong Baek with strange anticipation.
'Did he get fooled?'
Well, even Isong Baek who knew Jin Geumryong well might be fooled for this brief moment...
"But... this is too much, Sahyung."
"…Hm?"
"No matter how untrustworthy this Saje may be to you. To come without even a word like this. Wasn't this task entrusted to me?"
Baek Cheon, who had his head spinning for a moment, barked him in a cold voice.
“These are the instructions given by Sect Leader. You must understand.”
This should be just the right amount of arrogant bastard-like response.
"Huh?"
But Isong Baek, who heard the answer, frowned as if something was strange.
'Huh? Did I make some mistake?'
Perhaps saying it was the sect leader's instruction was somehow a twisted answer that didn't make sense...
"Telling me to understand... I think this is the first time I've heard Sahyung speak in such a way. I thought Sahyung would of course say, ‘it's something the likes of you have no need to know’."
Baek Cheon's eyes trembled at Isong Baek's strange yet flattered reaction.
'Just what kind of life are you living, you crazy bastard Jin Geumryong!'
His clothes were already damp with cold sweat. He never knew he would face such an absurd situation of being suspected for being insufficiently arrogant.
The moment even his forehead was about to get wet with cold sweat, one of the beggars spoke.
"Then this person must be Great Hero Jin of Southern Edge Sect."
It seemed like the conversation earlier held no particular significance to them. The tension among the observing beggars appeared to have eased somewhat.
Isong Baek said.
"Ah, yes. That's right. I should introduce..."
"No. Right now we're also in a hurry to get somewhere, so let's do that introduction properly next time."
"Ah, is that so?"
"Then, since this Great Hero will also have things to share with Great Hero Jin, we will make time again next time."
"...Didn't you say you had something to do?"
"That is fine now."
The beggar let out a slightly sheepish laugh and then cleanly cupped his fists.
"Well then."
"Ah... Yes. May you be well."
The other beggars also bowed to Isong Baek and Baek Cheon before quickly leaving.
Only then did the disciples of Mount Hua let out a collective sigh.
‘We survived.’
'Ah, I think I peed myself a little.'
'We actually got through this. Now I'm confident I could escape even if I fell into hell.'
‘Really took ten years off my life...’
Everyone shuddered. But not all the problems were solved yet.
Sweating coldly, Baek Cheon, who had been watching Isong Baek, spoke as best as he could while trying to imitate Jin Geumryong.
"Anyway... I have a separate order I received from Sect Leader, so there is a place I must go now. Let's talk again later."
"Will you?"
Baek Cheon nodded firmly. He did so with as much arrogance as possible.
“Yes. Then later….”
"Yes. Please do so, Baek Cheon Dojang."
“Well… huh?”
Baek Cheon, who had been about to turn around nonchalantly, flinched and froze. When he turned his creaking head to look at Isong Baek, he was smiling as brightly as could be.
“In that case, um… I guess Chung Myung Dojang there is busy too?”
"Hic."
Chung Myung, who had a not-even-funny beard attached, had his shoulder momentarily jolt.
"The other people of Mount Hua must all be busy too?"
Complete silence. They hunched their shoulders like troublemakers caught by their teacher while causing mischief.
"I said we would meet again, but I never expected to see you like this in a place like this. Don't you all agree?"
"Ha..."
"Haha..."
The Mount Hua disciples wore awkward smiles. Isong Baek smiled warmly.
"Since you say you are busy, I should send you off quickly. If it's a task that you must do to this extent, it must naturally be an important task."
At that moment, everyone was amazed by the character of the man named Isong Baek. Just the fact that he didn’t immediately pull out a sword and try to decapitate them was enough to call him a Buddha, right?
"But... at the very least.”
"…Yes?"
Isong Baek smiled gently again.
Everyone flinched again. They came to realize one thing for certain. The corners of ong Baek’s eyes, wearing that good-natured smile... didn't even twitch.
"I think there will be at least enough time for you to explain what this situation is before you go...."
“….”
“…Right?”
"I'm sorry!"
With all the sincerity he could muster, Baek Cheon bowed deeply.
* * *
“…I see, that’s what happened.”
A guest room in a tavern, where Beggar Union’s ears would likely not reach.
Isong Baek nodded his head greatly as if he understood. Then he slowly looked around at those in front of him.
"We're sorry."
"We were wrong."
"Sorry."
"We've committed a mortal sin. Please spare our lives at least."
Chung Myung grumbled with a pouty face as he looked at the disciples of Mount Hua who were lying flat on the ground and bowing their heads.
“No, even if we say we committed a crime, there's no need to be that servile..."
"You, just shut up!"
“That snout, you little bastard!”
"I’m seriously going to kill you one day! Don’t take it as a joke! I will kill you!"
Overwhelmed by the murderous atmosphere, Chung Myung flinched and shrank his neck like a turtle.
Isong Baek let out a deep sigh without realizing it.
"...You all have it hard."
Everyone's eyes reddened at those words of sympathy and understanding as if by promise. How long has it been since they met someone who understands this hardship?
"However... no matter how much you say that, impersonating a disciple of another sect like this is a bit..."
"...I have no words to say."
"I wondered why Beggar Union people suddenly said they had somewhere to go together. I thought I had done something wrong. So they were trying to confirm this."
"...We truly have no words to say..."
Baek Cheon was newly realizing how flexible his waist could be today. Didn't it automatically bend and straighten every time Isong Baek let out a word?
But to be honest, even this wasn't enough. If Isong Baek hadn’t cleverly sided with them, they would have already been desperately fleeing outside Kaifeng by now.
Isong Baek said with a sigh.
"Actually, as a disciple of Southern Edge Sect, this is something difficult to overlook. If the positions were reversed and I was caught wearing Mount Hua's martial robes and impersonating a Mount Hua disciple..."
"I would have beaten him to death on the spot, some Southern Edge Sect bastard!"
“Shut up, please!”
"Think a little before you spit out words, you bastard!"
"Someone please shut that bastard's mouth!"
Hye Yeon immediately took off the wig he was wearing and shoved it into Chung Myung's mouth. No one felt sorry for Chung Myung. He deserved to be treated that way.
"So my position is also quite difficult, but......"
Isong Baek glanced at Chung Myung, who was being beaten with his mouth shut, and then chuckled.
"I’ll just pretend I didn’t see anything."
“…Will that be alright? In the end..."
"Actually, I'm somewhat dull-witted. So even if I mistook Baek Cheon Dojang for my Daesahyung, it wouldn't become a big problem. I would just get scolded and that would be it."
Baek Cheon looked at Isong Baek with a slightly bewildered look. However, Isong Baek just sent back a neat smile without any hesitation.
"Because I believe that what Chung Myung Dojang intends to do will not go against the greater good."
“Sohyeop…!”
"...Of course, the method is somewhat problematic."
"We're sorry!"
Watching Baek Cheon continuously repeat apologies, gratitude, and more apologies, Jo-Gol whispered quietly.
"At that rate, Sasuk is going to get a mental illness?"
"...He's probably already got one."
It was s impossible to be normal. He’s been through too much.
"Anyway."
Isong Baek scratched his head lightly as if troubled.
“There are other disciples of Southern Edge Sect here at Kaifeng besides me, so I ask that you don’t escalate things any further. If the matter gets bigger, I too will no longer be able to do anything about it."
"Of- Of course, of course."
Baek Cheon kept bowing as if he would give even his liver. Isong Baek showed a rather strange gaze and was troubled.
“…Dojang. Please stop apologizing like that. I feel uncomfortable when you apologize with that face.”
“….”
Leaving behind Baek Cheon who was at a loss for words, Isong Baek turned his gaze to Chung Myung. Hye Yeon was just now turning Chung Myung around.
“But, Dojang.”
"Mmph?"
"What are you planning to do now? Even if you avoid Beggar Union's eyes, you won’t be able to keep up this situation for long."
"Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!"
…Baek Cheon covered his face and muttered.
"Monk-nim. Please remove that wig stuffed in his mouth. Let's only do this kind of thing when it's just us."
It's embarrassing in front of others to the point I can't live with them, really.
"Puhaah!"
Chung Myung, who spat out the wig from his mouth, spat a few times with ‘ptui, ptui’ and shook off Hye Yeon before shrugging his shoulders.
“Ah, don’t worry about that.”
The triumphant Chung Myung patted his chest. Then Baek-ah poked his head out from under Chung Myung's chin, twitched his nose rapidly, and pointed with his front paw.
Kiiiiiiii!
"It seems the scent is in that direction. If it’s that way..."
Chung Myung walked to the side of the room and threw open the window.
"Wow!"
"Whoa!"
Everyone's mouth dropped open in surprise. The view they saw from the open window was truly breathtaking.
The night streets of Kaifeng after sunset were brilliantly illuminated. he dazzling red lanterns lighting up the streets instantly captured everyone's attention.
"Found it all. It's somewhere over there!"
"Great."
"We got lucky, in many ways."
"Is that the pleasure district? A bit awkward though."
“Then let’s go.”
Just then, as everyone confirmed the target exchanged glances and were about to go outside.
"Just a moment."
Isong Baek slightly raised his hand and grabbed them.
"Huh? Why? Is there more to say?"
“…Are you going there now?”
"Of course. The scent leads there. Weren't you listening?"
Isong Baek's eyes twitched briefly.
"That... wearing those clothes?"
“….”
"At this hour? To the pleasure district?"
"Uh…."
Chung Myung looked alternately at his own clothes and the scenery outside.
If disciples dressed in Southern Edge Sect clothes were to walk down the street filled with gambling dens, gambling houses, and all sorts of pleasures….
Chung Myung finally fixed his gaze on Isong Baek and smiled brightly.
"Well, isn’t that none of my business?"
"Beggar Union people, here Moun... huff! Huff huff!"
In an instant, Baek Cheon and Hye Yeon rushed over and covered Isong Baek's mouth and subdued him.
“Shhh!”
"Be quiet, Siju. You'll get hurt if you open your mouth!"
"Let's tie him up first."
"Hmm! It can't be helped."
The disciples of Mount Hua laughed heartily. They had expected this to happen, but they still felt miserable.
Now they were actually tying up and threatening a disciple from Ten Great Sects.
'Evil Sects would be better.'
But they had come too far to turn back. Unfortunately...
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