Chapter 108: He's Lying

Chapter 108: He's Lying

TL: FoodieMonster007

Baek Suryong sighed heavily as he surveyed the chaotic inn, “Fights between men, I can understand, but smashing the entire inn? There’s no way the Academy won’t hear about this. How do you plan to explain yourselves?”

“......”

“......”

Geo Sangwoong and Yasu Hyeok averted their eyes, unable to meet Baek Suryong’s gaze. However, as soon as they glanced at each other, the two went at it again.

“What are you looking at?”

“This guy...”

Unfortunately, Baek Suryong wasn’t one to let their transgression slide.

THWACK! WHACK!

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“Ugh...”

“Ow...”

As the Black Dragon Pointer swiftly struck each of their heads, the two boys grimaced and clutched their heads in pain.

Baek Suryong clicked his tongue at the pitiful sight. “If you cause a problem, you should solve it yourself. Knowing that, instead of repenting, are you planning to fight again in front of me?”

Geo Sangwoong sighed deeply, “I’m sorry. I’ll call someone to clean up the mess.”

“Do you think calling someone will be enough? The inn needs to be rebuilt.”

“Then I’ll hire a company to rebuild it.”

“What?”

“Excuse me for a moment.”

Geo Sangwoong asked Baek Suryong’s permission to go out for a moment, and soon returned with a crew of workers who immediately began clearing away the debris and reconstructing the inn.

Gawking at the workers, Baek Suryong asked incredulously, “Geo Sangwoong, by any chance...is your family filthy rich?”

“Yes, they are,” Geo Sangwoong replied curtly. Then, sensing that Baek Suryong was waiting for him to elaborate, he added, “This inn, the gambling house across the street, and most of the businesses around here belong to my father. So, even if something happens to get damaged, the Academy won’t blame me for it.”

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“There was no such information in your profile...”

“...What profile?”

Unwilling to admit that he had asked the Student Council to investigate a student, Baek Suryong hastily changed the topic, saying, “Anyway, why did you hide such an important fact until now?”

“I didn’t hide it, it just never came up.” Geo Sangwoong sulked, casting a strangely hostile glance at Baek Suryong.

Why is he looking at me like that? This is our first meeting... Unable to suppress his curiosity, Baek Suryong asked, “Geo Sangwoong, do you have a problem with me?”

“...No.”

Baek Suryong didn’t think that Geo Sangwoong was telling the truth, but he just nodded for now and turned to the other problem child. “Yasu Hyeok, getting into a tavern brawl as soon as you pass the entrance exam? Well done.”

“I’m sorry,” Yasu Hyeok apologized bluntly, bowing his head.

Despite his bear-like size, he’s unexpectedly docile? Baek Suryong wondered.

Of course, Yasu Hyeok had a reason for being so compliant. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, “How did you do that earlier?”

“Do what?”

“Block my punch.”

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Seeing Yasu Hyeok’s sheepish expression, Baek Suryong chuckled, “Is blocking your punch that impressive?”

“......” Yasu Hyeok looked like he wanted to retort, but in the end he remained silent. Baek Suryong had indeed blocked their punches effortlessly.

Knowing what they were thinking, Baek Suryong continued, “You’re curious about how I caught both of your fists without using any inner arts, right?”

Yasu Hyeok swung his massive fist at Hyonwon Kang, who dodged it easily. Undeterred, he swung again and again, but Hyonwon Kang dodged each blow effortlessly.

This is nothing compared to the two monsters I face daily at the White Dragon Manor, Hyonwon Kang thought, even as he taunted, “Yaaaaawn. Even a mosquito is faster than you.”

Yasu Hyeok grit his teeth in frustration. “Damn it! Why can’t I hit you!”

Yasu Hyeok tried to punch Hyonwon Kang again, but he missed and his swing went wide. Sensing an opportunity, Hyonwon Kang darted in close, grabbed Yasu Hyeok’s head, jumped and kneed him in the face.

Yasu Hyeok staggered back, blood streaming from his nose. “Raaagh!” he roared, flailing his fists wildly.

“Little baby, throwing a tantrum isn’t going to solve your problems.”

With just the basics of the Eighteen Strikes of the Viridian Forest, Hyonwon Kang easily overpowered Yasu Hyeok using outer arts.

Moments later, Yasu Hyeok collapsed, exhausted and bruised. “Huff... huff...”

Hyonwon Kang grinned wickedly. “Teacher, what should we do with him? Should I just...finish him?”

BONK!

Whacking Hyonwon Kang’s head with the Black Dragon Pointer, Baek Suryong scolded, “Stop talking like a thug.”

“Oww...”

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Baek Suryong clicked his tongue at Hyonwon Kang, then turned to Geo Sangwoong, whose face was stern. “What do you think? Interested in learning?”

Geo Sangwoong hesitated, then smiled and shook his head. “No, I’m not.”

“Why?”

Geo Sangwoong’s eyes wavered briefly. Realizing that he was doubting himself, he quickly composed himself and laughed heartily with a greasy smile, “I’m not interested in learning martial arts anymore. I want to enjoy life, eat well, and have fun.”

Hearing this, Yasu Hyeok, who was still lying on the ground, lifted his head slightly and groaned, “Annoying rich kid...”

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“Watch your mouth when you talk to a senior,” Geo Sangwoong retorted, shaking his head. He then looked back at Baek Suryong, asking, “Is your goal to win the Heavenly Martial Festival? Is that why you’re recruiting students?”

“Yes. I want to train capable individuals, and you’re one of them.”

For a second, Geo Sangwoong’s expression froze, but he quickly waved it off and laughed, “It’s good to have ambitious goals, even if they’re impossible.”

“Why is it impossible...?”

“I’ll be on my way now.” Geo Sangwoong bowed slightly and headed for the door.

“Wait.”

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Suddenly, Baek Suryong lunged at Geo Sangwoong and threw a punch. Geo Sangwoong reacted immediately, spinning around and blocking with his palm.

CLANG!

The sound of metal clashing echoed as their fists and palms collided.

Geo Sangwoong glared at Baek Suryong ferociously, “What are you doing?”

Seeing the young man’s expression, Baek Suryong withdrew his fist and smiled. “Nothing. You can go.”

“Goodbye.”

“We’ll meet again.”

There was no reply as Geo Sangwoong left the inn.

Hyonwon Kang sidled up to Baek Suryong and remarked, “Senior Sangwoong seems uninterested. He’s gained more weight and doesn’t seem to practice martial arts much...”

“He’s lying.”

“About what?”

Baek Suryong looked at his fist. His fist was red and throbbing. It would probably swell up soon. I hit him quite seriously...

“A guy who isn’t interested in martial arts wouldn’t have such tough palms.” Baek Suryong said, watching Geo Sangwoong’s retreating figure with a winner’s smirk.