Chapter 1108: It Gives Me The Chills Sometimes (Part 3)

Thump.

His knee, which had held on until the very end, finally crumpled and hit the ground.

Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, hands trembling, eyes filled with venom.

His lips, containing both hatred and resentment, gradually opened.

"Why... you..."

"Hehehe."

A handsome man in white clothes stood tall and looked down at the man kneeling in front of him with a coldly expressionless face.

"Don't harbor too much resentment."

"...."

"All members of Kangho are like this, aren't they?"

"You... you..."

Before the voice, filled with sorrow, could fully emerge, the crafty-looking man with curly hair standing beside the handsome man took a step forward, twisting his lips into a sly smile.

Contempt and ridicule poured from his eyes.

"Why would someone like this believe?"

Seeing the despicable face of someone believed in, especially since he was from the same hometown, felt like being pierced in the heart with a sharp knife.

"Is there a more useless word in the world than trust? Hehehe. Think of it as paying the price for stupidity."

"You..."

The man gradually crumpled forward.

"Son...bitch..."

Thump.

At the moment Tang Pae, who had held on until the end, collapsed, the disciples of Mount Hua shouted victory like a thunderstorm.

"We won!"

"I get half a day off tomorrow!"

"Mom! I won!"

Have ensured half a day of rest, the disciples of Mount Hua embraced each other, jumping in place and cheering.

"Half a day! Half a day! Unbelievable!"

"I haven't rested half a day ever since Chung Myung came!"

"I'll have to sleep in tomorrow! I'm really not going to wake up!"

"It's booze! Tonight is all about booze!"

It was almost a level of madness.

Tang Pae watched the scene with a boiling face.

Among the Mount Hua disciples, who were bending and twisting in the air like spinning tops, a shiny bald head stood out conspicuously.

'Is that also a disciple...'

Of course, it wasn't like the other Taoists were justified, but still, a person who was supposed to be a monk was celebrating beating people and drinking. Where was the world heading...

Huh? ... Soso?

You shouldn't be so happy. I'm your senior...

Why do you look the happiest? Huh, are you Soso?

"Kyahahaha! It's a break! Rest! Let's go out for a drink tomorrow!"

"Such days come in life."

"Rest. Recharge. Rest. It's good."

Tears flowed down the eyes of the Tang Family members watching the ecstatic Mount Hua disciples.

'I trusted them, damn bastards.'

What? Comrades? Comradery? I shouldn't have expected that from people who didn't even seem human.

'It's unfair. This is unreasonable.'

From the beginning, it was a fight that was inherently wrong.

No, was it reasonable for those wielding swords and those using hidden weapons to start a battle right next to each other? Moreover, the Tang Family members were so close together that they were all lined up!

In essence, hidden weapons require distance to unleash their power. Maintaining a proper distance is essential to bring out their full effect.

But with no distance, and in a state of unpreparedness, what if those who were believed to be comrades launched an attack?

'That's how it turned out.'

The Tang Family members, who were completely shattered and wriggling on the ground, trembled with a sense of humiliation and anger.

"This... this is cowardly..."

"Huh? Sasuk? What are they saying over there?"

"Huh? What are they saying?"

"They're saying it's cowardly!"

"This bastard!"

Baek Cheon scolded Jo Gol with a solemn face.

"Those are the Tang Family members. Do you think the Tang Family members are such petty people that they make excuses even after losing? Where do you get that audacity from?" 

                                             [Bro....Baek Cheon is a different breed]

"Wow, Sasuk. I was shortsighted."

Tang Pae's expression became blank for a moment.

He had just realized what it meant when a person was too angry to speak.

However, Tang Zhan, rather than being less angry, raised his head with bloodshot eyes and shouted!

"No! That's...!"

"Sasuk, can't you clearly hear it?"

"There's no way!"

"Then, what is this sound?"

"It must be the sound of the wind."

"Oh."

"...."

Those damn bastards...

Tang Zhan ground his teeth and shouted.

"The joke has gone far enough, Baek Cheon Dojang! Even if it's practical training that looks like a real battle, at least it shouldn't be a surprise attack! You should have given us some time for mental preparation!"

"Ah..."

For a moment, Baek Cheon's gaze toward Tang Zhan became somber.

Tang Zhan, unable to overcome his anger, struck the ground with his fist and shouted.

"That's enough of the joke, Baek Cheon Dojang! Is it truly the behavior of a righteous sect to launch an attack right next to you? Answer me!"

Baek Cheon's face became seriously stern.

At that moment, Tang Zhan was ready to respond to all the logic that Baek Cheon would bring. The outcome was already decided, so at least he wanted to make them feel uneasy.

But then, the words that Baek Cheon uttered shattered all of Tang Zhan's enthusiasm. Baek Cheon scratched his head and shrugged his shoulders.

"If that's not the behavior of a righteous sect, well, let's just say we're not a righteous sect."

"...."

"Let's say we're an evil sect."

Baek Cheon openly shrugged his shoulders toward Tang Zhan, who had his mouth wide open.

"If you're going to prepare everything and fight with courtesy, we might as well just join the Evil Sect."

"Wow. Out Sasuk's tongue is smooth today."

"Your Chung Myung Studies Skill has reached its peak." [idk]

"Sasuk, now we have to go join the Evil Tyrant Alliance..."

"Don't cross the line!"

Jo Gol, struck by Yoon Jong's fist, rolled on the ground. However, even as he was knocked away, Jo Gol's face was filled with happiness. Unlike the Tang family, who were trembling with anger.

"Kkue...!"

"Y-You...!"

The Tang family members' eyes turned bloodshot.

The pain from their physical blows was bearable. What made it unbearable for the Tang people was those damn Mount Hua bastards who, after sneakily attacking and claiming victory, flaunted their joy with the most refreshed faces in the world.

"I thought of them as comrades, even if only for a moment."

"They're the type who would sell their relatives for profit!"

"These utterly baseless people!"

As the Tang Family members' gazes swept across the Mount Hua Sect disciples, their eyes gradually became the eyes of people seeking revenge.

"It's settled."

At that moment, a voice was heard, and everyone turned their heads. Tang Gunak was smiling and nodding.

"From my perspective, it's regrettable, but a promise is a promise. Let's have the Mount Hua Sect rest from tomorrow morning's training."

"Hurrah!"

"Kkue! Those are wise words, Gaju-nim!"

While the Mount Hua members cheered, Chung Myung licked his lips as he didn't like it. However, a promise was a promise. Breaking it easily would make it difficult to deceive them the next time, and he knew that well.

"Ok. Do you like it? Gaju-nim, take a break too."

"You mean me?"

"Yes. You don't have anyone to train, do you?"

"Hahaha. You're saying something interesting. The one taking a break from training is not me, but you."

"Me?"

"Yes. Aren't you also part of the Mount Hua Sect? This was a match where all winners get a break, right?"

"...That's right, but I'm an exception..."

"It's fine. Rest tomorrow morning."

"No..."

"Rest."

As Tang Gunak's voice hardened, Chung Myung closed his mouth and cautiously observed Tang Gunak's expression. The corner of his eyes, which had always been dignified and calm, were showing a slight twitching.

"...You're upset."

If that bastard couldn't control the muscles on his face, he wasn't simply angry. Didn't the Mount Hua disciples usually say, 'The eyes have turned' in cases like this?

'Sigh...'

Still, the Tang Family disciples, whom he had believed in, couldn't do anything and were completely destroyed. It would be even weirder if the lord of the family, Tang Gunak, wasn't upset.

For others, the excuse that they were not in a situation to show off their skills might work, but was Tang Gunak the type of person for whom such an excuse would work?

"Hoo."

Tang Gunak took a short deep breath. Then he smiled.

"It seems I was a little complacent."

At that moment, cold sweat ran down Chung Myung's spine. How long had it been since he felt this way about someone?

"A winner has the right to enjoy victory. You should rest well with Mount Hua tomorrow. As long as possible."

"No, just in the morning..."

"Rest for a long time. It's not good for people to run without rest for too long. Didn't I clearly say that?"

"No... That's already over..."

"Listen to me."

"Yes."

Tang Gunak nodded lightly and spoke a bit louder.

"Well, then, the Mount Hua members should vacate the place."

"Haha. Gaju-nim, we'll win..."

Thump!

Baek Cheon quickly covered Jo Gol's mouth, and Yoon Jong threw a kick at Jo Gol's lower stomach.

"Ugh..."

In no time, Baek Cheon, carrying Jogeol, who was foaming at the mouth, politely bowed his head towards the Tang Family lord.

"Well, then, we'll be leaving."

"Get some rest."

"Let's go, quickly!"

"Yes!"

"Run away!"

Tang Soso, whose face turned pale, urged the others.

Except for Jo Gol, the Mount Hua guys, who were sharp-witted, quickly ran away from the training grounds. Even Baek-ah ran so fast that the soles of his feet were on fire, chasing after the disciples.

"Hmm..."

Watching the Mount Hua disciples running away as if they had seen a ghost, Tang Gunak, who had been leisurely observing them, turned his gaze to the Tang family members.

"Ga, Gaju-nim…."

"I hope you don't misunderstand."

"Yes?"

Tang Gunak quietly shook his head.

"There's no shame in losing. If your skills are lacking, you might lose. I, too, have not always been victorious in life."

"Ah…."

"So, don't make that expression. What's important is not whether you lose or not, but what you learn from defeat."

When Gaju-nim, who they thought would immediately issue a harsh command, spoke in a gentle voice, hot tears welled up in the eyes of the Tang Family members.

It felt like all their resentment and hatred were flowing out at the same time.

"Gaju-nim…."

"Sogaju." [Tang Pae, not Namgung Dowi lol!]

"Yes!"

"What have you learned?"

Tang Pae gritted his teeth and answered.

"That we can trust no one in this world."

"And?"

"Also, that you should never let your guard down, no matter when or where."

"Good."

Tang Gunak nodded quietly. His thick sword-like eyebrows wriggled with satisfaction.

"However."

"...Yes?"

"That's probably not all, right?"

Suddenly, the expression disappeared from Tang Gunak's face.

"Even if you were caught off guard, the Tang Family's disciples should never crumble so easily. Your biggest problem is that the moment the front line collapsed, you gave up on the fight."

All emotion disappeared from his face.

"And that's ultimately due to your lack of venom. Do you know why?"

"That, that is…."

"Because you have nothing to lose. Even if you lose, you won't die, so even if you lose, you won't suffer any losses."

"...."

"Today, watching the confrontation between you and Mount Hua, I have also realized my mistake."

"W-What…."

At that moment, Tang Gunak's hand, hidden inside his sleeve, slowly emerged.

"I never realized that there was no need to use hidden weapons to train you."

"…."

"Indeed, this is a mistake on my part. So, let me reflect first and—"

Swish.

As Tang Gunak's hand emerged from the sleeve, it slowly dried. As it did, veins protruded on the back of his hand.

"Never again... so that we don't have to endure such a miserable sight, I will do my best to assist."

Clutching his fist, Tang Gunak approached Tang Pae, who was gazing blankly. Suddenly, Tang Pae looked up at the distant sky.

"Ugh... damn it."

When he thought about it again, he had a bad relationship with those Mount Hua bastards from the beginning.

Their colleagues were a bunch of shit, bastards they should kick out and kill.