Paat!
The scenery became a blur.
The disciples of Mount Hua crossed the mountain like black lightning.
Baek Cheon was constantly focused on Chung Myung, who was in the lead.
âSasuk.â
Only at Yoon Jongâs call did Baek Cheon turn his head. Yoon Jongâs expression was slightly shaken.
âWhy did the Ten Thousand People Clan let us go?â
ââŚâ
Baek Cheon frowned slightly and thought. He couldnât give a clear answer to this either. freewebnĎvel.cøm
âI donât know either.â
âWe have already been to war with them once. If it were me, I would never have let anyone goâŚâ
Although Jang Il-so visited Mount Hua to celebrate the creation of the alliance, that didnât mean that Mount Hua and the Ten Thousand People Clan had reconciled with each other.
They were still enemies.
Baek Cheon laughed bitterly.
â⌠how can we know the thoughts of someone like that?â
It was truly bizarre. By nature, an impression of a person tends to fade with each encounter.
No matter how strong the impression was each time, if you encountered someone too many times, you got used to it. Familiarity created comfort, and comfort took away anxiety.
But the Hegemony Lord Jang Il-so was the opposite.
The impression he had when he first met this person was now twice as strong as before. The smiling face, the gentle gesturesânothing could be forgotten as if the movement was engraved in his eyes, and that gave him chills.
This was the first or second time he felt such a strong presence get noticed by him.
âStill, we were lucky.â
â⌠well.â
âUh?â
Baek Cheonâs eyes turned to Chung Myungâs back.
If, instead of this situation, they had faced Jang Il-so in a situation where there was nothing they needed to protect, would Chung Myung have retreated like they did now?
No, probably not.
He was a guy who didnât know how to back down from anything or anyone he considered an enemy. There might be some hesitation for the safety of the group⌠even so, he wouldnât have backed down like he did now.
There was just one reason.
Baek Cheonâs eyes turned to the burden that Chung Myung was carrying.
âHe couldnât bear it.â
He wasnât afraid of death. What he was afraid of was that the recovered remains would be abandoned again in this far land.
In order to avoid that situation, he accepted the humiliation.
It wasnât difficult for Baek Cheon to imagine how Chung Myung must be feeling now.
âWhat kind of relation is this?â
Jo Gul quietly joined the conversation. Although they were out of breath from running, they couldnât hide their curiosity.
âIf they are the 13th generation disciple, doesnât that mean they participated in the war against the Demonic Sect?â
â⌠right.â
Baek Cheon also clearly saw that parts of the white bones were stained black. Hadnât he already seen that before? That was the typical change that came when one was attacked with the Demon Flower.
âJust what is the tie between such a person and Chung Myung?â
â⌠maybe their ancestor?â
Jo Gul frowned slightly at Baek Cheonâs words.
âOf course, marriage isnât prohibited in Mount Hua, and one can indeed marry freely, but⌠still, in the midst of such a war couldâŚâ
âThat sounds strange. The 13th generation disciple at that time would mean they were an elder. They were already old enough to see the grandkids.â
âAhâŚâ
Jo Gul nodded like he understood.
âIt wouldnât be surprising if Chung Myung said he was the descendant of that person. From the moment he first heard about Mount Hua, he tried to explain some ties.â
But Jo Gul tilted his head again as if there was something he still couldnât understand.
âThen why did Chung Myung come to Mount Hua?â
âHm?â
âOthers would feel awkward turning their backs on Mount Hua and leaving on their own, but if they are descendants of someone, that should beâŚâ
âYou never know.â
Baek Cheon shook his head.
âJust because the ancestors sacrificed their lives for Mount Hua, there is no guarantee that their descendants will remain with Mount Hua till the end.â
â⌠Right.â
âPerhaps, even though he is a descendant of that person, he felt guilty about leaving Mount Hua and was unable to return for a long time. Chung Myung, well, for him, it is an ancestral thing, so that shouldnât matter.â
This made Yoon Jong frown.
âBut no matter how filial a person is, how can he weep so much just because he found the remains of an ancestor who passed away 100 years ago?â
ââŚâ
âThis is the first time I have seen Chung Myung like that. No⌠I never even imagined he would have such a side. This is soâŚ.â
ââŚâ
Baek Cheon also didnât understand it and just looked at Chung Myungâs back.
He couldnât know.
What kind of story was there with that guy, and why did he have to be like that?
ButâŚ
âSajil is sajil.â
At that time, Yu Yiseol spoke.
As the people looked at her, Yu Yiseol continued to run, looking ahead with her usual expressionless face.
âDoes it make a difference if you know it?â
â⌠No, sago. It isnât like that.â
âWhatever his story is, it is his business.â
A smile appeared on Baek Cheonâs lips as he heard that.
Although she was a silent one, she did get her point across from time to time and put the minds of others at ease.
âRight.â
Baek Cheon cleared his throat once and continued to speak.
âRight, I think the same. No matter what the story is with this guy. Even if that guy is a descendant of those who left Mount Hua, or a descendant of someone who did something against Mount Hua and ran, or a murderer who killed hundreds of people somewhere and fled to Mount HuaâŚâ
âSasuk. Please think about it one more time.â
âHave you lost it?â
ââŚâ
Oh, was that a bit excessive?
âHmm. Well.â
Baek Cheon cut in.
âI wouldnât be surprised no matter what comes out of his mouth. I donât even want to worry about it. Right now, the guy himself is too much to handle, so how can we handle that much?â
â⌠he is like that too.â
âStop thinking useless things. The first thing to do is to return to Mount Hua.â
âYes.â
Yoon Jong answered calmly and glanced at Chung Myungâs back.
âThe descendants of those who ran away.â
Actually, it was most reasonable to think that way.
But Yoon Jong knew not only that, but everyone probably knew the truth.
The story behind Chung Myung wasnât that simple.
Perhaps what they saw this time was the cause of a strange heaviness that Chung Myung would occasionally show.
âI guess we are still not good enough.â
Yoon Jong bit his lip slightly.
If he thought they were trustworthy enough, Chung Myung would have told them the story. Nevertheless, the fact that he hadnât said anything yet means that they were still lacking.
So, Yoon Jong decided not to scold Chung Myung.
âOne dayâŚâ
If Chung Myung could one day completely trust and rely on them, then he would definitely tell them.
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Definitely.
âDo not fall behind, Jo Gul!â
âYes, sahyung!â
The disciples of Mount Hua ran forward, each with their own thoughts.
Following Chung Myung.
âHmm.â
When the disciples of Mount Hua were far enough away that they couldnât be seen, Jang Il-so smiled, amused.
âSpirit, huhâŚâ
Jang Il-so, chuckling like this was funny, covered his mouth with white fingers and spoke in a mocking voice.
âWhat spirit is with such smelly remains! I thought he was a really smart one⌠well, he is an interesting one.â
âClan leader!â
Ho Ga-Myung, who couldnât continue seeing Jang Il-so like this, raised his voice.
âWe cannot let them go! Donât you realize it? That man is a tiger cub!â
âGa-Myung.â
Jang Il-so arched his eyebrows and clicked his tongue as if feeling sorry.
âWhy are you so excited? What is so great about a tiger cub?â
âClan leader!â
Ho Ga-Myung gritted his teeth, his stomach on the verge of bursting.
âAnyone who sees a tiger cub tries to raise it. But in the end, they are likely to get bitten by the adult tiger it grows into.â
ââŚâ
âOf course, the clan leader is no ordinary person, but that tiger cub is not ordinary either. Maybe those damn fangs will one day find their way to the neck of the clan leader! There will be no use regretting our decision then!â
Despite Ho Ga-Myungâs fierce and desperate cries, Jang Il-soâs expression was displeased.
âSo?â
âLet me chase him! I will kill that guy and come back! What could be a bigger mistake than watching the clan leader lose his name? Even now, that guyâŚâ
âGa-Myung.â
Ho Ga-Myung, who was speaking, was momentarily shocked and closed his mouth.
Jang Il-soâs voice was colder than usual. No⌠it seemed like it was boiling rather than cold.
âDid you say I would lose my name?â
ââŚClan leader!â
Jang Il-so slowly looked at Ga-Myung.
Ho Ga-Myung, seeing the eyes flashing with madness, unconsciously forgot to breathe.
âYou are right. Someday, one day, that tiger⌠no, that monster might cut my head off.â
ââŚâ
âI know. If you think about it, I could kill him here. It is extremely foolish to release a tiger cub with anger into the field without killing it. No matter how weak and feeble one is, they need to flex their body and get rid of any pain.â
âBut whyâŚâ
âGa-Myung.â
Jang Il-soâs tone of voice was as soft as always, but it seemed as if the howl of an animal could be heard.
âWhat is the meaning of comfort and all that?â
ââŚâ
âThe moment a man with a knife worries about his own safety, he loses the right to live with a knife. Once you start climbing the cliff, there is no way back down. It is impossible to stop midway. He who clings to the cliff has no choice but to climb again and again.â
Jang Il-so spread his arms wide. The wide silk sleeves fluttered majestically. There was probably only one person in the world who suited this exaggerated gesture well.
âSpeak! Who am I? Who is it that I want? Do you want me to be a pig in a fence and refuse to climb higher for the sake of my life? Or do you want me to be a wolf who falls off a cliff and dies, even if that means risking my life?â
âClan leaderâŚ.â
âAnswer me!â
A loud voice rang out, and Jang Il-soâs eyes glared at Ho Ga-Myung as if he wanted to tear him apart.
âWho am I?â
Ho Ga-Myung closed his eyes.
It wasnât to avoid but to understand the situation.
âYouâŚâ
A groan-like voice came down.
â⌠Hegemony lord⌠Hegemony lord Jang Il-so.â
That much was enough.
Jang Il-so, who was holding his own face as if trying to rip it off, bent down and laughed.
âNot yet.â
Uncontrollable laughter came out.
âIt isnât the time to turn the tables yet. Not yet.â
Mount Huaâs Divine Dragon had a role to play even now.
Comfort? Name? Life?
Of course, they were all very important. There was nothing he wouldnât do to protect his life.
But to him, what was more important than life was value.
What he could not stand the most was living a cheap life where change didnât happen.
âIt isnât like that yet.â
Five sects?
Ten Thousand Clan?
Hegemony Lord?
None of them were amusing.
He could never be satisfied with just that. He was born like this. Even if he took the entire world into his hands, he wouldnât be happy with it.
He would do anything to satisfy his hunger. Even if it meant cutting off his own head.
Jang Il-so stuck out his red tongue and licked his lips.
âThis is just the start.â
Jang Il-so laughed out loud, recalling Chung Myungâs fierce gaze.
There was unconcealable fear and awe in the eyes of Ho Ga-Myung and the troops as they looked at him.