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Taejonbirok Volume 20, Chapter 19
Chapter 111: The Sluggard, Trembling (4)
The voice was a little strange.
A kind voice.
It was a soft and warm word, like a grandfather speaking to his grandson while sitting him on his lap.
Yet, strangely enough, the listeners felt a sense of eeriness.
Anyone with even a little bit of insight could not help but realize that the situation was no longer a joke.
"that……."
Zhuge Yan opened his mouth.
Something needs to be said.
But what could he possibly say in this situation? Even his sharp mind couldn't keep up with the situation.
“It wasn’t that difficult.”
Wi Yeon-ho shrugged.
“Well, first of all, if it weren’t for that reason, there would be no reason for you to come.”
“I may have come to you with a favor.”
“Master said, such cases are rare.”
“No?”
"Yes. People do favors, but they don't personally take action to do so. Saints and such are said to shirk their burdens because they seek the pleasure of helping others. They say even if they help, if it doesn't satisfy them, they won't do anything. But I'm not particularly sympathetic, so there's no need to come to me. If your goal is a favor, that is."
“……Master?”
"yes."
“Oh, you really are a tough person.”
“Words can’t say it all.”
Wi Yeon-ho shuddered.
“Master is not the kind of person who wouldn’t bleed if you pricked him with a needle. He’s the kind of person who would stab you with a knife if you tried to prick him with a needle.”
“It seems so. But wouldn’t that have convinced you that I came to kill you?”
“That wasn’t too difficult either, because I know my grandfather’s identity.”
"identity?"
“Yes. That’s my identity.”
Wi Yeon-ho shrugged.
“My true identity…. Does that mean you knew in advance that I came from Baekgeomseong? And Baekgeomseong is hostile to you?”
“No, I didn’t know. Now I know.”
“Then what does that mean?”
Wi Yeon-ho chuckled.
“Why are you doing that when you know it so well?”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
Cheonryu Geom's expression was one of complete confusion. Even the others suspected that Wei Yanhu had misunderstood something.
But Wei Yanho received everyone's attention with a meaningful expression.
"Well, that's it. I don't know about other places, but there's a place I can't walk the same path with even if I die. A place that truly wants to kill me."
“What kind of grudge do you and Baekgeomseong have?”
“It’s not Baekgeomseong.”
“…….”
"Of course, there's some bad blood there, too. I wonder if Mr. Nokmokpung is doing well. Personally, I like him now, but please tell him I liked his good looks even more. Anyway, there's bad blood there, too, but I don't think it's to the extent of that. But…"
Wi Yeon-ho paused for a moment.
Wi Jeong-han was about to say something, but then closed his mouth. He wanted to tell her that it wasn't good manners to interrupt an adult. But contrary to his expression, Wi Yeon-ho's eyes were cold and sunken.
'I'm not kidding.'
Only then did Wi Jeong-han notice the swords passing between the two men and looked around. Everyone remained silent, unsure of how to interpret the situation.
Tight tension.
Breaking through the tension, Wei Yanhu finally opened his mouth.
“It would be different if it were a demonic cult.”
The devil's cult.
The weight of that name is always great.
But in this situation, the word 'demon cult' had more weight than usual.
“……The Demonic Cult?”
Cheonryu Sword shook his head with a look of complete incomprehension.
“Why the devil’s cult all of a sudden?”
To anyone who looked at it, it seemed like Cheonryu Sword had no understanding of the situation at all.
Was Wei Yanho mistaken?
“What you’re saying is… that I have some connection to the Demonic Cult? That’s why I came here to kill you?”
“Isn’t it?”
Cheonryu Sword let out a laugh.
"I have to admit, you have a remarkable imagination. But as everyone here knows, Baekgeomseong isn't on good terms with the Demonic Cult."
“…….”
"You're the kind of people I'd want to cut off if I met you. But why would I listen to the devil's words and try to kill you?"
Dangcheon-gun helped Cheonryu Sword.
"I think so too. I don't know about other places, but it's not something to be said lightly about being connected to the Demonic Cult."
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"hmm……."
There were nods here and there.
Among them, there were those who admired the character of the Cheonryu Sword. In the martial world today, there's no harsher insult than being called a demonic cult lackey. Aren't those who endure parental abuse but can't stand being branded a demonic cult member? Aren't those who live in the martial world the ones who can?
However, it is impossible not to be impressed by the fact that Cheonryu Sword did not get angry even though he heard such words from his dark-skinned junior right in front of him.
“Sohyeop, you were so rude.”
Even Zhuge Yan tried to dissuade Wei Yanhu. Zhang Yi was behind Wei Yanhu, grabbing his sleeve. He believed Wei Yanhu's words were excessive enough to warrant risking poisoning.
“That’s right.”
Wi Yeon-ho clicked his tongue.
“He’s the one who came to kill me, so I don’t understand why he’s so upset about swearing at me.”
Just as someone was about to refute, Wei Yanho quickly continued speaking.
“And I didn’t swear at you. It’s true.”
"actually?"
"yes."
Cheonryu Geom's face hardened slightly.
"I don't understand what you're talking about. As much as I try not to obsess over fame or reputation, I don't have the patience to tolerate being branded a cultist. If you don't give me a proper explanation, I will never forgive you."
“You came here to kill me anyway, so why are you forgiving me?”
Wi Yeon-ho was grumbling.
It was a very rude sight.
'But that's true.'
Jang Il, who frowned at Wi Yeon-ho's antics, couldn't help but feel a sense of discomfort.
What kind of courtesy is there to show to someone who came to kill you anyway?
It's just that Cheonryu Geom is still being polite, so Wei Yanho feels rude. But if he were to thrust his sword politely, would it hurt less?
Cheonryu Geom has already indirectly admitted that he came to kill Wi Yeon-ho. So what use is courtesy?
"If you don't understand, I should explain. I didn't understand at first either. But then I thought about it and it seemed a bit strange."
“What’s strange?”
"On the way to meet the master that day, I ran into some demonic cult bastards. I remember it clearly. Because that was the first time I saw them."
"so?"
“Isn’t it strange?”
Wi Yeon-ho chuckled.
"Of all things, I happened to see those demonic cult members on my way to meet the master. It's something that can't happen very often."
"her……."
Cheonryu Sword laughed as if in despair.
“So I have a connection to the Demonic Cult?”
"yes."
"So, if you met a Shaolin monk on your way back, then I must be related to Shaolin. If you met a shaman, then I must be related to the shaman. If you met a wolf, then I must be controlling the wolf?"
It was a laugh.
But Wei Yanhu was not shaken even by the obvious ridicule.
“You already told me.”
“What did you say?”
“I want to cut off your head if I meet you.”
The eyes of the Cheonryu Sword sank.
"I would understand if it were anywhere else. But how many people were there on that mountain? And you're saying that you, and not anyone else, didn't know about it?"
Wi Yeon-ho chuckled.
"I'd understand if the dog had passed the meat. I didn't realize it at the time. But thinking back, it seemed strange. I half-observed it myself, but you didn't? Really? Hey, I don't think so."
“…….”
Wi Yeon-ho shrugged.
"There are so many strong people in the world. Master told me that even if I went out into the world of martial arts right then, there wouldn't be many I could face, but that was just Master's mistake. Even monkeys sometimes fall to the ground. I've seen people before who I couldn't guarantee a win, but seeing you made me realize. Ah, there are so many strong people in the world. Yes. So you were stronger than me back then. But I couldn't help but know that."
Those who realized how the situation was unfolding hardened their faces.
"Yes. So, they were strong. Incredibly so. So, of course, the old man knew there were demonic cultists there. Yet, he just left them alone. There must be one of two reasons he left them alone, even though there were clearly people around him who wanted to cut their heads off at the mere sight of them."
Wi Yeon-ho raised his red-stained hand and pointed to the Cheonryu Sword.
"Either the Master wasn't as strong as I thought, or there was a reason he had to leave the demonic cult alone. Which is it?"
I've said everything I needed to say.
Everyone who needed to hear heard.
And people were showing through their actions which side's words were more persuasive.
Those surrounding the Cheonryu Sword distanced themselves from him. They stood at a distance, but they didn't appear to be running away. They formed a formation that seemed to surround him.
“Haha.”
Cheonryu Sword smiled awkwardly.
“I shouldn’t have ignored the kids when they talked about you. You’re much better than I thought.”
“Hehe, I hear that kind of compliment often. But, um…….”
Wi Yeon-ho tilted his head from side to side.
"You'd better be careful. I have a bad feeling about that cult. I wasn't that fond of it to begin with, but something has been so bad lately that I'm literally ready to chew it up. So, I won't let you off the hook."
“Hahaha, I made a mistake.”
The eyes of the Cheonryu Sword grew cold.
“I should have killed him then.”
Living.
A murderous aura that was unimaginable was emanating from the Cheonryu Sword, which had been so gentle until then.
Everyone hesitated and stepped back at the sight of that murder.
'this…….'
Dangcheon-gun gritted his teeth.
This kind of murderous intent from the Cheonryu Sword? Was this the kind of side of him that was supposedly gentle?
Even just observing from a distance, it's a murderous aura so intense that it sends tingles down my hands and feet. So what about Wi Yeon-ho, who's receiving that murderous aura from right in front of him?
I averted my gaze in a panic, but Wi Yeon-ho was calmly absorbing the Tenryu Sword's murderous energy. It was as if something like this didn't pose a threat to him.
“Do you admit it?”
“Would you believe me if I said no?”
“No.”
"Then what does it matter whether I admit it or not? In the end, in your eyes, I'm just a lackey of the Demonic Cult."
"Hey, don't try to sneak around like that. Be a man and either admit it or deny it. One of the two. You're supposed to be a master of the Heavenly Sword, but you just brush everything off like that."
“Hahahahaha.”
Cheonryu Sword laughed loudly.
"I'll give you the answer before I cut off your head. I don't want you to become a vengeful spirit out of curiosity."
“I think you’re mistaken.”
“A mistake?”
Wi Yeon-ho dropped both hands.
"When I said you were strong, that was based on that standard. You've already missed your chance."
Wi Yeon-ho released both hands and placed his hands on his waist.
“…….”
When he couldn't get the sword out of his waist, Wei Yanhu turned his head with a strange expression.
“Oh, before that, can someone lend me a sword?”
“…….”
Everyone was speechless.