Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 906
When it seemed like a decision had been made, Im Sobyong finally opened his mouth.
“There’s no need to take it that seriously.”
“Huh?”
When Chung Myung asked back, Im Sobyong grinned maliciously.
“People are grateful when you give them help once, but if you help 10 times, they take it for granted. And the eleventh time, they’ll look forward to your help.”
“.......”
“And if you don’t give them the eleventh, they criticize and swear.”
“...What do you think people are?”
“This is just a matter of course, a matter of course. Don’t you think so?”
Im Sobyong looked around as if asking for agreement. But all he faced were cold, reprimanding looks.
“Indeed, you can’t hide your origins.”
“Exactly what you’d expect from a bandit.”
“...Evil Sect is Evil Sect after all.”
Im Sobyong’s eyes trembled.
“Am I, am I really the only one? Only me? Am I really the only trash here?”
“Yes.”
“Yeah.”
“Seems so.”
Im Sobyong’s head dropped dejectedly
A vague murmur was heard, saying, ‘Freaking Taoist bastards. I can’t get along with them after all. They act more like bandits themselves, but always at times like this...’, but the disciples of Mount Hua ignored it as if they were deaf.
“So, what now?”
“Keuhum.”
Im Sobyong cleared his throat and opened his mouth again.
“What matters is the method, the method! It’s not just about stepping back, but about declaring it in the right way and then stepping back.”
“...Declaring?”
“Yes. What did I say happens when you don’t give the eleventh help?”
“That they’ll swear at us.”
“That’s right! If you don’t help, they will swear at us. But if we change the method! Boldly declare that we will not help from now on and step back?”
“...Wouldn’t they still curse just the same?”
“Huhuhu. You’re thinking too narrowly. You’re wrong!”
“Then what?”
Im Sobyong beamed and replied.
“They’ll curse even more fiercely. Like they want to kill us...”
“Hey, this punk!”
Ppong!
Chung Myung flew across the room and kicked Im Sobyong squarely in the chest. When Im Sobyong screamed and fell down, Five Swords and Tang Gun-ak were frightened and hurriedly overpowered Chung Myung and dragged him away.
Chung Myung, whose eyes overturned, growled like a guard dog that had discovered a thief.
“No, I’m losing my temper! Are you provoking me to get me irritated? Are you, now? Do you want me to check how hard the head of a bandit is?”
“Ca- Calm down, Chung Myung!”
“He’s Nokrim King! You can’t kick him!”
“Now, now, Chung Myung. He’s of Evil Sects, but he still has a position. Treat him with respect.”
But Nokrim King is Nokrim King. Im Sobyong, who was kicked, bounced like a spring and stood up again.
“Oh?”
At the sight, Mount Hua’s disciples nodded their heads, shouting ‘As expected of Nokrim King’.
“Let a person finish.... Cough! Cough! Keuuk...Why am I coughing all of a sudden.... Cough!”
Suddenly, red blood gushed out of Im Sobyong’s mouth as he shook and coughed violently.
“Mommy!”
“Eeek?”
After everyone’s shocked screams, silence fell in the room.
Im Sobyong quietly looked down at the blood that had soaked his front collar. And he looked helplessly at Chung Myung. Chung Myung grumbled.
“You’re not even sunfish, but you’re spouting blood just from getting kicked once?”
‘Is he even human?’
‘Demon.’
‘How come such a thing came into the world... Jang Ilso is kindhearted in comparison, Jang Ilso is!’
“...Are you all right, Nokrim King?”
Im Sobyong nodded helplessly at Tang Gun-ak’s inquiry.
“...Yes, don’t worry. No problem... Cough! Cough!”
“.......”
“Rather... Listen to someone speaking.... Until the end....”
Chung Myung nodded indifferently.
“Yeah, well, try saying it.”
“How far... did I say? That... Cough. Anyway, they will be resentful. But, cough! We just need to let them know that it’s not us who they should criticize.”
“...Redirecting the arrow to Ten Great Sects?”
“Oho. You’re saying something strange. Why is it... Coughing! Coughing! Ahem! Redirecting the arrow. It is just setting things straight.”
Im Sobyong smirked.
Rather than looking triumphant, the sight of him smiling brightly with blood streaming down his face gave them goosebumps, but no one could bear to point out that fact.
“If that’s the case, then Tang Family will have a justification to withdraw from the Yangtze River. However, I’m still concerned about the commoners who will suffer there.”
The statement was responded to by Chung Myung.
“Don’t worry. There’s a way for that too.”
“Hng? A way, you say?”
“Even if it’s limited, there will be people who live in the Yangtze River who will move to Sichuan if they receive adequate support.”
Tang Gun-ak looked at Chung Myung with surprise.
“To Sichuan?”
“Yes.”
Chung Myung nodded lightly.
“You should give them a chance. If they are willing to move to Sichuan, we will be able to provide support not only from the Tang Family but also from Mount Hua. The money we’ve accumulated over the past three years is overflowing.”
This time, Im Sobyong slapped his palm with a fan as if he was impressed.
“There is certainly a lot of money. And even if given the opportunity, not many people would actually want to move, so it wouldn’t cost a lot of money. Huhuhu. To come up with this idea of taking all the credit while expecting such an outcome. As expected of the devil-frightener......”
“But this punk, the more he talks!”
“Be patient, Chung Myung-ah!”
“If you hit him again, he’ll die!”
After another brief scuffle, Chung Myung finally calmed down and spoke again.
“That way, you’ll be at ease.”
“Hmm.”
Tang Gun-ak looked at Hyun Jong as if he were asking for permission. Then Hyun Jong smiled gently and nodded.
“Gaju-nim is thinking for the people, so how can a man who walks on the path of Tao dwell on wealth?”
“...You were dwelled enough, though.”
“You have to dwell on that, though.”
“We were beggars, Sect Leader.”
“Be, be quiet, you punk! We have guests here!”
Hyun Jong, flushing red, coughed loudly and spoke formally again.
“Therefore, please proceed as you wished.”
“...Thank you, Maengju-nim.”
Tang Gun-ak nodded and Im Sobyong grinned.
“Then, in line with the Tang Family, we’ll also withdraw from Plum Blossom Island.”
“Huh? Why Plum Blossom Island?”
“...Plum Blossom Island is ahead of the Tang Family. If there’s a war, we’ll die first.”
“No, well, that’s true, but....”
Chung Myung picked his ears annoyed.
“It’s a bit of a waste for all the money we would’ve earned if we quit now... Why don’t you stay a little longer?”
“...You said human life is the most important.”
“Yes, but....”
Chung Myung blew on his finger that was picking his ears.
“Do bandits get treated like humans these days? It wasn’t like that back in my day.”
Im Sobyong was momentarily speechless and looked at Chung Myung with a face that asked, ‘Are you really a human?’ but Chung Myung remained nonchalant.
“You won’t be of much help to the world if you live anyway, so why not make a little more money instead?”
“We’ll withdraw!”
“Don’t decide so hastily.”
“Money is money, but staying alive comes first!”
“Anyway, people these days don’t know how precious money is? Tsk, tsk. It wasn’t like that back in my time.”
In your time, were only devils living in the world?
“Keuhum. That seems to be the right decision, Nokrim King.”
“Thank you, Maengju-nim.”
Until now, Im Sobyong had thought that the actual leader of Heavenly Comrade Alliance was Chung Myung. However, at this moment, he was grateful to heaven that Hyun Jong, not Chung Myung, was sitting in Maengju’s seat.
If that demon was sitting in the Heavenly Comrade Alliance’s Maengju seat, the world.... No, he doesn’t know about the world, but Nokrim would have definitely been engulfed in flames.
When things were roughly organized, Chung Myung began to chuckle.
“Now that I’ve laid out the stage, that bastard will start slowly moving too.”
“...Laid out the stage?”
“No, well. It’s nothing. Kikikikik.”
Everyone trembled with anxiety as they saw Chung Myung laughing with the most excited face in the world without explaining in detail.
‘So you guys dared to screw us over? You Bop Jeong bastard!’
The corners of Chung Myung’s mouth began to twitch.
“After being away for three years, it seems like you’ve forgotten who I am.”
“.......”
“Go ahead and get f*cked up. Kikikikikik! Euhehehe! Euhehehehehet!”
“.......”
As Chung Myung began to laugh hysterically by himself, Jo-Gol asked Baek Cheon in a whisper.
“...What’s wrong with him again?”
“Why bother asking? He must be plotting something in his mind.”
What was that saying about the same water? If a cow drank it, it’s milk, but if a snake drank it, it’s poison?
‘Then this guy is a snake. A very vicious one.’
The giant evil dragon’s evil eyes turned south.
Far away, towards the tumultuous Yangtze River, where chaos will soon erupt.