Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Chapter 398

#398

Taejonbirok Volume 16, Episode 23

Chapter 92: Lazy and Chaotic (3)

Dang Yong-min couldn't understand the situation at the moment.

Where is this place?

It's a great journey to heaven. It's a journey to four heavens!

Even the fearless demonic cults of that world couldn't directly invade Sacheon when passing through. Ultimately, they had to abandon their clan and retreat to avoid the relentless demons. However, it was Sacheon Dangga that temporarily held back the relentless onslaught of the demonic cult.

For those living in the world of martial arts, conflict is like an unavoidable fate.

Sacheondangga has endured countless battles, sometimes gaining fame, and sometimes enduring heartbreaking losses. Yet, in this history of countless conflicts, has anyone ever single-handedly broken down Sacheondangga's main gate and wreaked havoc?

'There's no way that's possible.'

Perhaps there are. But it's as good as nonexistent. Those people would have all died without anyone knowing.

But now, the person he thought could not exist appeared before his eyes.

'What the hell is that guy talking about?'

I wasn't even angry.

Today, for the first time, Dang Yong-min realized that when someone is too absurd, he doesn't even get angry.

Moreover… … .

'What is that pose?'

That brash little brat must have seen them running towards him with his own two eyes. Yet, his posture didn't change one bit.

No, it's not that it hasn't changed.

What on earth is that arrogant posture, with his back slightly bent backwards? It's as if he's provoking them.

'Is he crazy?'

Common sense dictated that it was impossible for a madman to possess such skill.

The situation at the main gate was dire.

The doors, made of high-quality ironwood, were shattered, and the children of the family, who had obviously rushed to deal with the intruder, were hanging from the eaves here and there, like cats sprawled out in midsummer.

And now, in front of that brazen guy… … .

“Oh, Homyeong?”

His grandson, Dang Ho-myeong, stood there looking at me in an awkward posture.

“Oh, no, what the heck!”

How could something like this happen?

If we let him go like this, it will be an unprecedented disgrace in the long history of the Sacheondang family.

“Yes, inoooooooooo!”

Dangyongmin leaped up from his spot. He was going to beat up that arrogant bastard right now… … .

There was one strange thing.

The moment he kicked the floor and jumped up, something strange caught his eye.

Dangcheon-gun.

He was looking at him with a subtle smile on his lips.

What should I say about that smile… … .

It was the kind of smile that made you feel downright sick just by looking at it. The problem was that the target of Dangcheon's smile was none other than Dang Yongmin.

'Am I doing something wrong?'

I couldn't help but think that way. Dangcheon-gun wasn't exactly the type to express his emotions very expressively.

But whatever was wrong was already a sign of things to come.

Since I've jumped in like this, I'll just have to deal with this cheeky little brat…

'Wait a minute. A kid?'

How could a young boy break down the main gate of a family and blow away the family members like fallen leaves in a typhoon?

'Seo, really?'

At that moment, a name came to Dang Yong-min's mind.

That cursed name that instantly brought the great name of Sacheondangga to the bottom of hell.

'Up, up, up, up!'

Dang Yong-min's neck turned violently.

Then, the sight of Wi Yeon-ho, who had the same smile as Dangcheon-gun, came into his eyes.

Uh, that?

It's already too late to turn back.

Dang Yong-min, with the feeling of a soldier standing on the Jangpan River, delivered a desperate blow to Wi Yeon-ho.

But unfortunately, he was not equipped, and Wei Yanhu was not part of Cao Cao's army.

Wi Yeon-ho chuckled and threw a punch like a ray of light.

Kuuuung!

A fist slammed into a man's face, and a strange sound echoed.

It sounded like a giant bucket bursting, or like a huge rock falling from the sky.

In any case, what I can say for certain is that this was definitely not the kind of thing that would come from a fist and a face. It was a moment when the laws of the world were disrupted.

Everyone stared at the sight with blank eyes.

It's like time has stopped.

'Is that okay?'

Wi Jeong-han's eyes widened.

In his eyes, Wei Yanhu's fist seemed to be half-entrenched in Dang Yongmin's face, and he wondered if a person could endure something like that.

and…….

Probably everyone here has the same question.

“Stop, stop… stop.”

An indescribable groan escaped.

dump!

Then, Dang Yong-min's body collapsed like a sand castle and fell to the floor.

"Why are you suddenly attacking me and causing such chaos? I have a habit of unconsciously counterattacking when someone suddenly attacks me."

'That disgusting bastard.'

Wi Jeong-han chuckled.

You must be a rascal who talks nonsense after seeing it clearly.

But now, it's okay to do it that way.

“What the hell is this?”

The third elder of the Tang clan, Dang Ping, shouted in surprise. But Wei Yanhu remained calm.

“Are you going to rush in?”

“Oh, no, that’s not it!”

Dangpyeong, unaware of his own fright, took a sharp step back. He, too, was human, and didn't want to end up in the same situation as Dang Yongmin.

“Why, why are you causing a ruckus in the Tang family’s territory?”

Dangpyeong insisted on formality, declaring the matter official. This was to ensure that it was not a matter between him and Wei Yanhu, but between the Dangmun and Wei Yanhu.

“Can we take this as a challenge to the Sacheondang family?”

But Wei Yanho was calm.

“No. I don’t really have any such intentions.”

"What are you talking about! You didn't mean to suddenly barge into the party gate and start a fight by causing this mess!"

"Well, it's a long story, but to cut to the chase, the door wasn't there, so I knocked on it and it broke."

“……So, so?”

“So they came running, and since they were invited, I asked them to call their superiors, but they all rushed at me without warning.”

"so?"

Wei Yanho pushed his boat forward.

“If a man attacks you, can you not fight?”

“That’s right! Oh, no, that’s not it!”

Dangpyeong was at a loss for words for a moment.

That's right. A man should fight if someone attacks him.

Isn't that what the Tang family emphasizes to their descendants? … He wanted to shout, "Really? Then not guilty!" but he was in no position to do so.

Because now that Dangcheon-gun was standing back with his pack on his back and Dang Yong-min was unconscious, he was the one representing the Dang family.

'What should I do about this?'

It makes no sense to let this continue. At that moment, the party's reputation will plummet from rock bottom to the ground. It's already a reputation that's been tarnished, but shouldn't we at least prevent it from sinking further?

But how?

You're going to fight with that Wi Yeon-ho? With that Wi Yeon-ho?

'I'm not joking.'

Hadn't he already seen with his own eyes that Wei Yanho had knocked out Dang Yongmin with one blow?

'It's true that the head of the household was affected.'

Any suspicions that there might be some other plan lurking were neatly dispelled with that single blow. He's the real deal.

The party decided to start by verifying the facts.

“Did you say you were invited?”

"yes."

“……Who invited you?”

"that is……."

The answer came not from Wei Yanho, but from behind him.

“I called.”

Dangpyeong turned his head, his face aghast. There was no need to confirm whose words had come from that mouth. If he couldn't even distinguish the voice of the head of the household, Dangpyeong should immediately resign from all his responsibilities and step down from the front lines.

“Go, go!”

Dangcheon-gun looked at Dangpyeong with a calm expression.

“Is there any problem?”

“Didn’t you say you asked the Jeongmu Alliance for help?”

“That’s right.”

“But, what is this!”

“Aren’t they also followers of the Political Alliance?”

Wi Yeon-ho slightly corrected Dangcheon-gun's words.

“Not me.”

"That guy isn't it. Except for that guy, you could say he's the leader of the Jeongmu Alliance. So there's nothing wrong with that, right?"

“What the hell are you thinking! What the hell are you thinking!”

Dangcheon-gun smiled meaningfully as he looked at the shocked party.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you still have that same uncontrollable temper when you're flustered. It's because of this that I can't just step aside and leave the family in your hands. You can't even tell the person in question what to say."

Dangpyeong closed his mouth like a clam.

Dangcheon-gun's words are correct.

Even if it was clear that the choice of Tang Cheon-gun to summon the Wei Yan-hos was a mistake, saying that in front of the Wei Yan-hos was foolish.

And it was not a good thing to show this kind of behavior in front of Dangcheon-gun.

As Dangpyeong, realizing his mistake, hesitated and stepped back, Dangcheon-gun naturally stepped forward.

Then he bowed his head slightly toward Wi Yeon-ho. He bowed his head, but with a dignified posture that didn't feel servile at all.

"First, I must apologize. I sincerely apologize for inviting a guest and failing to properly serve him, which led to this incident. It's all my fault, my incompetence."

Just as Wi Yeon-ho was about to answer, Wi Jeong-han and Jang Il simultaneously poked Wi Yeon-ho in the back.

“Oh, I know!”

Wi Yeon-ho stuck out his lips and said.

"Well, what's your fault, Master? I didn't realize it before, but after raising these stupid kids, I realized that raising them is ten times harder than raising myself. You've worked hard."

“Thank you for understanding.”

Dangcheon-gun smiled faintly.

The two people were openly saying that the Dang family members, except for Dangcheon-gun, were useless rice bowls, but no one who heard them could dare to step forward.

There is a hierarchy among people.

Wei Yanhu had already proven his worth. And no matter how much they lamented, the only one here who could stand against Wei Yanhu was Tang Cheon-gun.

The faces of the elders who had been fiercely pushing Dangcheon-gun suddenly distorted.

Why did that guy have to come and make things like this?

"I have a lot to say, but now doesn't seem like the right time. We've come a long way, so I should wash and eat first."

"Can't we start with eating? We can shower later. Much later…"

thud!

The power of Wi Jeong-han fell on Wei Yan-ho's head.

Wi Yeon-ho clutched his head and sank to the ground. Wi Jeong-han kicked him away with his foot, then bowed his head and struck the ball.

“Thank you for your hospitality.”

“Let’s go in.”

Wi Jeong-han and Dang Cheon-gun exchanged a quick glance and began to walk inward.

“Whey.”

Jang-il whistled softly and glanced around.

Hostile, bewildered, and bewildered looks poured out on them.

'Tsk tsk, it's just the beginning, you shouldn't be surprised already.'

It was the moment when the typhoon Wei Yanhu made landfall in Tangga.