"...That's Wei Yanho."
"Seems to be him."
Chung Yeon and Jangil watched the clash between Wei Yanho and Guangmuliang with interest. Although there were other battles, none were as interesting.
"Can he do it?"
"It's not impossible."
Chung Yeon was cold.
'Even if it's Wei Yanho…'
He wasn't underestimating Wei Yanho. Wei Yanho had already proven his power. Anyone who underestimated Wei Yanho didn't deserve to exist in the martial world.
He had defeated the Dark King and forced Dowan to wear a mask, so no one could doubt his strength.
'But… still…'
Chung Yeon's eyes followed Guangmuliang. Guangmuliang had faced the Sword Sage of the Plum Blossom, Wei Jeonghan and Wei Sanho at the same time.
Of course, the Sword Sage of the Plum Blossom was already injured, so saying he faced three at the same time is an exaggeration.
'But he's at least as strong as the Sage.'
Who was the Sword Sage? He was the best candidate for the best swordsman in the world and the best swordsman of Mount Hua. Although there are many experts, less than ten could say they are stronger than him, and less than twenty could compare to him.
Guangmuliang had defeated the Sword Sage and injured him.
'Even if Wei Yanho is strong, he can't be stronger than the Sage.'
He knew that common sense didn't apply to Wei Yanho, but there are limits. He couldn't believe that Wei Yanho was stronger than Guangmuliang, who had defeated the Sword Sage.
"But it's Wei Yanho. If it's that monster…"
"Be realistic."
"..."
Chung Yeon said with a serious face:
"Besides, the important thing isn't whether Wei Yanho can defeat him. Will anything change if he defeats him?"
"No."
"Then, we must do what we must do. Gather the people."
"But you said there's a cliff behind."
"There's a gentle slope next to the plum blossom house. It's difficult for ordinary people to go down, but if they help them, they'll be able to go down. First, we'll gather them, and then we'll open a path."
"Yes, leader."
"I'll give the orders. Spread the information quickly."
"Yes!"
Chung Yeon looked at Wei Yanho with a serious face after Jangil left.
'To say that nothing will change if he defeats him?'
Not at all.
Chung Yeon knew that the outcome of the battle would depend on who was stronger.
The attitude of those who fight waiting for reinforcements is different from that of those who fight knowing it's over if they don't receive help.
And the difference is big.
'I know it's not logical…'
He didn't believe that Wei Yanho could defeat Guangmuliang. The best he could do was resist Guangmuliang's attack with Wei Sanho and Wei Jeonghan.
But still, he had hope.
'I'm old.'
Chung Yeon clenched his fists as he watched Wei Yanho approach Guangmuliang with indifference.
"Did you just insult me?"
Guangmuliang looked at Wei Yanho in disbelief. The young man was approaching with an arrogant attitude.
"Yes."
"…Haha."
Guangmuliang finally understood what "speechless" meant. It was so unbelievable that he couldn't speak.
'Wait a moment.'
Wei Jeonghan and Wei Sanho.
Then?
"Are you Wei Yanho?"
Wei Yanho turned his head.
"Lately, everyone seems to know me. Have they distributed a wanted poster?"
"Hahahaha."
Guangmuliang laughed lightly.
"You are the hero who defeated the Dark King. As expected. You can be proud. Excellent. I admit it."
Wei Jeonghan scoffed.
"What a fool! To be proud of the enemy's praise…"
"Hehehe."
"..."
Wei Jeonghan turned his head slowly.
Wei Yanho was there, not knowing what to do with the praise. He had red cheeks and was scratching his head. What to say…?
"…No, that guy."
"Hehehe."
Wei Yanho couldn't contain his happiness. He knew the situation, but he couldn't stop laughing.
"You're the enemy! The enemy! Are you happy to receive praise from the Demon Cult?"
"What can I do! I've never received praise, so I'm not used to it!"
"…Kuh."
Wei Jeonghan pressed his teary eyes.
What a sad story.
He had never received praise.
'But it's not sad!'
Wei Yanho had done all of that.
"A little hero…"
"Hehehe."
"Excellent for your age…"
"Hehehehe!"
"..."
Guangmuliang licked his lips uncomfortably.
Although he wanted to praise the young man, he had to get past that stage to speak properly.
"Khuh, anyway!"
Guangmuliang pointed at Wei Yanho.
"Father and sons come to die. I'm glad it's easier, but I fear the ghosts of the Wei family will appear in my dreams."
*Shwaak!*
Wei Yanho slapped his cheeks to calm down and grabbed his sword.
"Praising someone to relax them is a good strategy, but it won't work with me."
"…I didn't do it."
"How evil!"
"No…"
"I should have believed that the Demon Cult is cruel."
"No! Damn it!"
Guangmuliang was very annoyed. He had said that with good intentions.
"Anyway!"
Wei Yanho looked at Wei Jeonghan and Wei Sanho. Seeing his family covered in blood, Wei Yanho got angry.
"Bothering my weak father!"
"…Hey."
Wei Jeonghan shuddered.
Weak?
I am the Sword of the Righteous Hero, what about my reputation if you say that?
"Although I'm Lazy, I wouldn't let someone hit my father."
"That's admirable."
"I'll make you pay for bothering a weak old man."
Wei Jeonghan lowered his head.
Wei Sanho hit Wei Jeonghan, who had become a weak old man.
"…Still, you're a good son."
"That?"
If you're a good son twice, you'll hit your father.
"…The method is incorrect, but the heart is noble."
"Sometimes I think you're too lenient with Yanho."
"I'm objective."
Wei Yanho waved his sword.
"I'll make you pay ten times for what you did to my father and brother, get ready."
"Hahahaha."
Guangmuliang laughed bitterly.
"…I don't understand what's happening."
The bishop of the Demon Cult, who possessed power that could shake the world, was being manipulated by a young man.
"You have the ability to…"
"Hehehe."
"Enough!"
Guangmuliang's voice became harsh.
"What gives you so much confidence…"
"Ah…"
Wei Yanho raised his hand to interrupt Guangmuliang.
"The cult can fight with words, but we fight with swords. If you want to fight with words, go to the palace, there's an exam there, and now, let's just fight with swords."
"..."
"They say the Demon Cult has many warriors, but my father is unreliable. You'd be a good eunuch."
"DAAAAAAMN YOU!"
Guangmuliang, furious, shouted.
"The joke is over. I'm going to end the Wei family."
"Are you married? Do you have children?"
"Kuaaaaaak!"
Guangmuliang attacked with his claws. A dark aura cut through the air and flew towards Wei Yanho.
"How scary."
Wei Yanho moved to dodge the attack.
*Whoosh whoosh whoosh*.
"Huh?"
Although it seemed like he had dodged it perfectly, his clothes were torn. Guangmuliang's attack was more powerful than Wei Yanho expected.
"Wow, you're strong."
"...Huu."
"Or should I call you old?"
*Creak creak*.
Guangmuliang was facing a type of person he had never seen.
"I'll kill you."
"I just asked! Why are you getting angry? Can't I ask?"
"Ugh."
Guangmuliang, who thought he might die if he kept talking to him, lowered his hands.
After taking a deep breath to calm down, Guangmuliang looked at Wei Yanho with cold eyes.
"I'll praise you for dodging, but don't expect any more clemency. You will feel the weight of your actions."
"Didn't I make fun of you?"
"E…"
"Ah, and…"
Wei Yanho smiled and said:
"You keep saying you'll pay the price… but…"
"..."
Wei Yanho pointed at Guangmuliang with his shining sword.
"It bothers me when someone weaker says that."
"Weak?"
"I know you're strong. But strength is relative."
"Hahahaha."
Guangmuliang laughed bitterly.
Wei Yanho was saying that Guangmuliang was strong, but he was stronger.
"You're very arrogant for your age."
"My master said that."
"Hmm?"
"When you go to the martial world, people will say you're arrogant, that you're not afraid, or that you're insolent."
"..."
"And he taught me how to handle it. If you stab the people who say that, no one will say you're insolent. What do you think?"
"Kkk kkk kkk kkk."
Guangmuliang laughed strangely and raised his hands. A dark aura appeared on his nails.
"It seems you don't understand. Then…"
Wei Yanho brandished his sword and attacked Guangmuliang.
"Take a hit and think."