Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 264

# 264

Taejonbirok Volume 11 Episode 14

Chapter 65: The Lazy Man, Cheers (4)

“Huh?”

Wi Yeon-ho couldn't help but tilt his head as he watched Peng Jo-yeon rushing toward him.

'Why is this guy like this?'

I thought long and hard about what I did wrong, but I couldn't find anything wrong. No matter how much I thought about it, wasn't everything I said the right thing?

'Oh, I see.'

As Ho-cheol-san said, aren't there so many people in the world who don't want to hear the truth? If there's something you really don't want to hear, you might get angry.

however…….

“Don’t you think it’s a bit much to draw a sword and rush in?”

It seemed like none of the things he said were so harsh that they could be considered life-or-death decisions, but seeing him rush at me with a knife drawn made my forehead turn red.

'No. This could be called a disease.'

Wi Yeon-ho, who was about to get angry, shook his head.

If you think about it, it's not something that can be discussed in terms of personality to rush at someone like that over something of this magnitude. If you're in your right mind, you can't do something like that. If that's the case, then you have to consider it a personality disorder.

When I thought about it that way, my mindset changed.

It is not only the body that is sick that is sick. A person whose heart is sick is also sick. Jin Ye-ran took care of the patients with such sincerity. Wi Yeon-ho, who saw that, could not just leave the patients alone.

The patient needs treatment.

But how does Wi Yeon-ho treat it?

'Why can't I?'

Wi Yeon-ho was a man who respected old sayings. They say that there is no such thing as an old saying that is wrong. There was an old saying that Wi Yeon-ho especially respected.

“A stick is better than a dog or a madman.”

Wi Yeon-ho took out his beloved bottle and scabbard from his waistband.

“I won’t let you off!”

When he saw Peng Zhao Yan running towards him with bloodshot eyes, he looked like he was going crazy. Wei Yanhu’s sword met his flying sword.

bang!

As Wei Yanhu’s sword and Peng Zhaoyan’s sword clashed, a loud noise erupted. At the same time, a huge shock erupted and the hall began to shake. Peng Zhaoyan jumped backwards and looked at Wei Yanhu with a blank expression.

The sound of falling tiles began to echo throughout the quiet living room.

'omg?'

Peng Zhao Yan's face began to turn bright red.

'What have I just done?'

At first, I was furious and rushed in, but after exchanging blows, I came to my senses.

Didn't you come here in a fit of pique after hearing that that rascal named Wi Yeon-ho had beaten up that dark lord like a dog?

Even though rumors in the world are often exaggerated, it is an undeniable fact that Wei Yanhu defeated the Dark King.

But what made you rush to Wi Yeon-ho?

There isn't much of a difference between him and the Dark King. I can't say this to others, but honestly, I can say that he was no match for the Dark King.

Of course, it wasn't like he had a lot of martial arts skills.

His weapon was too honest to deal with the Dark King who threw deadly weapons and sprayed poison. It was a truly manly weapon, not suitable for blocking dark weapons.

It is said that when you reach a certain level, you can handle the Tao as lightly as a blade of grass, but there is still compatibility.

'But nothing will change.'

No matter how much he tried to make excuses that he was inferior in terms of synergy, the fact that his martial arts skills and those of the Dark King were not that different did not change. It hurt my pride, but I could not say that I was stronger even if I died.

But now he has made the first move against the one who defeated the Dark King.

'I'm screwed.'

Only then did Peng Zhao Yan begin to understand the situation.

He glanced around and saw that people were looking at him with expectant eyes. And even more people were looking at him with pity.

The look in their eyes was as if they could clearly see the result of provoking Wei Yanho, who even the Dark King could not do anything about.

'Don't look at me like that.'

Why did he do it in such a crowded place? Considering his status and social standing, it was nearly impossible to blow the whistle and then cover it up now.

Then that guy should step aside first… … .

“Aren’t you going to attack?”

Wi Yeon-ho began to slowly approach him, swinging his sword.

'I'm screwed!'

Peng Zhao Yan felt like crying.

Those with a decent level of skill will be able to roughly even out their differences by just exchanging blows.

With his anger rising to the surface, he stands still and blocks the blow he strikes with his sword?

It would have been absolutely impossible for someone with similar skills.

'The stadium will be very noisy tomorrow.'

If a rumor spread that the divine being of the martial arts world, Wi Yeon-ho, had defeated the Dark King and even beaten up a passing Do-wan, the rich people would be very excited.

And he will not be able to show his face to the world for at least several years, and the reputation of Habukpengga will fall to the ground.

'I never thought that not being able to control my temper would lead to this result.'

His late father should have taken to heart the words he had heard him say, "Be very careful, because your violent temper might one day bring great trouble to the family."

“Aren’t you going to attack me?”

Wi Yeon-ho walked towards him with a very sullen face.

It's not common to find someone with such a dirty face in the world. It's not that his face is dirty, it's his expression that's dirty. How can he convey such vivid anger with just his expression?

“It seems like you have a personality disorder.”

“…….”

That's true, but really.

“Don’t worry. I’m experienced.”

"huh?"

“I originally had a really bad personality, but after meeting Master, I was able to correct myself a lot.”

Hocheolsan opened his mouth wide.

That's been corrected!

So what was it like in the past?

How much of a mess must you have lived in order to be able to spout out nonsense about having that personality corrected?

“Do you know how to correct it?”

“Well, well?”

“If it’s right, that’s fine.”

"……huh?"

Wi Yeon-ho said as he raised his sword.

“After being beaten to death for five years, my temper disappeared and I became a really gentle person. But you seem to have a worse temper than I used to and you don’t have much time, so I think I’ll have to beat you a little harder. I’m not confident, but I’ll try my best, so don’t worry too much.”

“Ah, no…….”

So, it was a declaration that he would beat me very hard until my personality changed.

“Come here. Should I go?”

As Wei Yanhu slowly approached, cold sweat began to run down Peng Zhao Yan's back.

At that moment, a sound that Peng Zhao Yan never wanted to hear came to his ears.

“Oh, Father!”

"huh?"

When I turned my head, I saw Peng Do-hyung running towards the door, lost in thought.

“Is it a shape?”

“Yes, Father. What is this?”

It wasn't that difficult to guess the situation just by looking at Wi Yeon-ho holding a sword, Peng Jo-yeon holding a sword, and Ho-cheol-san looking at the two in a contemplative manner.

'There's chaos!'

The bulging eyes began to shake.

Of course, his father was a heavenly man to him. However, there are times in the world when an objective view is needed, and if Wi Yeon-ho and Peng Jo-yeon clashed like this, the outcome of the match was as clear as the blue sky.

'I have to stop it!'

But how?

Peng Do-hyung swallowed hard and looked at Wei Yan-ho. The Wei Yan-ho he had experienced so far was a mean person among mean people who never forgot petty grudges.

And strangely enough, he was thorough in his retaliation, leaving no lasting effects. But how can we stop Wi Yeon-ho?

“Ah, ah, you bastard! Calm down for now……”

“Huh? I’m not angry.”

"……yes?"

“I’m not particularly angry or anything. I’m just trying to put into practice the obvious fact that if you get hit first, you have to pay back.”

“……First strike?”

When Peng Do-hyung turned his head slightly to look, Peng Jo-yeon nodded with an awkward expression.

'Why did you do that!'

It would be better for you to bite the sword and fall forward! No matter how you look here and there, all you will suffer is humiliation, so why did you stab Wi Yeon-ho, Father?

“Hahaha, I think there was some misunderstanding…….”

“Besides, it seems like your father has a strange personality. Let’s take this opportunity to change that personality.”

There is nothing strange.

Even though he was his son, he had no choice but to admit it. His father certainly had serious personality problems. To the point where he was starting to think that maybe it would be beneficial if he could change his temper a little bit on this occasion.

'no.'

But this wasn't just my father's problem. It could have been a disgrace to the entire Habukpeng family.

“Please calm down first.”

“Oh, come on, I have nothing to worry about. Just get out of the way and stop bothering me.”

“If you, you little idiot, cause another accident, even the great swordsman will not stay still.”

At that moment, Wei Yanho's body flinched.

Then a serious conflict began to appear on his face.

“Even if I say I got hit first for no reason and got revenge, you’d still nag me.”

Wi Yeon-ho turned his head away as if he hated even the thought of it.

“So please calm down for now. Can’t you just say it out loud? My father is also very sorry.”

“Is that it?”

“That expression is really an apologetic expression. He’s the type of person whose expression hardly changes…….”

“It’s all sorts of things, really.”

Wi Yeon-ho smiled and said.

“But you know what?”

"yes?"

“Why do I keep getting nagged by my dad?”

“……What are you talking about?”

Wi Yeon-ho said, tickling his ears.

“If I hadn’t done something that would make my father angry, would I have been scolded by him? I do it even though I know he’ll be angry, so he scolds me.”

“…….”

Peng Do-hyung was at a loss for words for a moment.

“People are all like that. You should only do what is right, good, correct, and not bad, but if you live like that, are you a human? That’s Confucius. If everyone lived like that, who would say that Confucius or Buddha were great? They were just one of the people passing by. Since that doesn’t work, those gentlemen are said to be great.”

Is that how it is?

“So, what does that mean?”

Wi Yeon-ho snatched the sword and lifted it up, then chuckled.

“Forgiveness is easier than permission. It’s easier to live by doing something first and thinking about the consequences later. Remember this. It’s one of the truths of life.”

'Who lives like that, you crazy bastard!'

However, Peng Do-hyung’s scream could not go any further than that. Before he could even open his mouth, Wei Yan-ho suddenly began swinging his sword at Peng Zhao-yeon.

Flash!

The sword, emitting a dazzling light, began to strike Peng Zhao Yan.

“Huh!”

Peng Zhao Yan was startled and raised his sword to block Wei Yan Ho's sword.

And at that moment, a thunderous voice burst out.

“Yeonho! You idiot! What the hell are you doing!”

Wi Yeon-ho, who saw Wi Jeong-han running towards him from afar and shouting, spoke urgently.

“Dude, we have to beat this quickly!”

Usually, you stop fighting there. You don't lose quickly, Inma!