CLS-Chapter 224

Chapter 224

Ho Cheol-san stared at Wei Yan-ho with vacant eyes.

Did he just say ‘come at me if you dare’?

‘Did I hear that wrong?’

To confirm, he looked around, but it didn’t seem like he had misheard. Ak Seo-hui was gaping with his mouth wide open, his expression saying ‘what did I just hear?’ as he stared at Wei Yan-ho, and the reactions of the others were much the same.

‘Then I didn’t mishear…’

If he hadn’t misheard, then this bastard was picking a fight with them right now, but did that make sense by any standard?

Of course, he might have confidence.

Everyone here was a Later Generation Expert acknowledged by the world. This was a gathering of Later Generation Experts who were recognized as the strongest among martial artists as numerous as grains of sand.

Then that foolish-looking bastard must naturally be a top-tier Later Generation Expert, despite his outward appearance. So it was naturally understandable that he would be arrogant and overconfident. Naturally!

But even so, shouldn’t he be more careful about who he was dealing with?

Just as he was a Later Generation Expert representing his generation, everyone here was also a Later Generation Expert evaluated as someone who would lead the Orthodox Alliance in the next generation. Moreover, weren’t they one class ahead of Wei Yan-ho?

It was just that it was hard to gain fame because of that damned Wei San-ho, but they were from a generation called a once-in-a-lifetime golden age. Having always been compared to Wei San-ho, they had endured bone-cutting training to overcome that humiliation.

A guy who had grown up fearlessly in a generation that couldn’t even realize that someone like Wei San-ho existed in the same era was now daring to pick a fight with them.

“You…”

Ho Cheol-san’s face flushed.

“Even your brother wouldn’t dare say such words in front of us. Do you know that?”

Wei Yan-ho shrugged his shoulders.

“No, no. My brother doesn’t say such things not because he can’t, but because he won’t. Actually, deep down, he probably thinks he could handle all of you even if you came at him together, right?”

“That…”

Ho Cheol-san, who was about to say ‘that can’t be,’ shut his mouth like a clam.

‘No, that might actually be possible?’

Thinking about whether there was anyone among them who could properly receive even three seconds of Wei San-ho’s attacks, it didn’t seem unreasonable that Wei San-ho might think that way.

‘Ah, no!’

Ho Cheol-san shook his head vigorously.

Even if that were true, this guy wasn’t Wei San-ho. Wei San-ho might be one thing, but even Wei San-ho’s younger brother couldn’t look down on them so easily.

“So… are you trying to use your brother’s reputation now?”

“Use his reputation?”

“You’re trying to ride on your brother’s coattails, is that what you mean?”

Wei Yan-ho chuckled.

“Aren’t you classmates?”

“Huh?”

“Why don’t people who call themselves classmates know my brother? If I did something like this, my brother is the type who would grab a switch and rant about fixing my bad habits, not someone who would ever help me. You should know that, right?”

Of course that would be the case.

Because Wei San-ho was that kind of person. Sometimes he was so rigid that just being around him made it hard to breathe.

But when he organized all of this, the result was strange.

“Then what exactly are you relying on to spout such nonsense in front of us?”

Wei Yan-ho quietly looked around at those who were glaring at him.

“Good grief.”

Then Wei Yan-ho scratched his head roughly and clicked his tongue as if feeling sorry.

“It must have been hard.”

“Hard?”

“My brother. Our brother.”

“…Why would your brother have had it hard?”

“It’s obvious.”

Wei Yan-ho looked at Ho Cheol-san as if he was pathetic.

“All the people around him are so clueless and thoughtless, how hard must it have been to train together with people like that? Huh? Now that I think about it, it pisses me off? And yet he tried to drag me to the martial world too? Was he telling me to go eat shit?”

Suddenly Wei Yan-ho’s body began trembling with anger, and Ho Cheol-san clenched his fists tightly.

“This insolent…”

At that moment, someone grabbed Ho Cheol-san’s shoulder.

When he turned his head, Ak Seo-hui was shaking his head with a subtle smile.

“There’s no point in talking anymore.”

“Hmm…”

“Besides, that guy doesn’t seem like he’ll listen to reason. You know that for children who won’t listen to words, the switch is the answer.”

“But…”

“Don’t worry.”

Ak Seo-hui stepped forward and spoke.

“Since you spoke with such confidence, you must be prepared to take responsibility for what you said?”

“Responsibility?”

“I’m asking if you have any intention of running crying to your father or brother about the consequences of this situation, or perhaps filing a complaint with the tournament officials.”

“Huh?”

Wei Yan-ho tilted his head.

“I don’t see why I’d need to do that. I don’t think I’ll have reason to.”

“Then… good. It seems it’s time to prove your words. Can you spout those words once more in front of me?”

Wei Yan-ho looked at Ak Seo-hui and was about to sneer but closed his mouth. Wei Yan-ho, who seemed to be pondering something, shook his head vigorously.

“Nah, I don’t want to.”

“What?”

“Now that I think about it, I think it’s better not to. If I cause trouble here and Father finds out, he’ll try to beat me to death.”

“Hahahaha.”

Ak Seo-hui grind his teeth.

“You’re going to spout off whatever you want and then just walk away? Who’s going to let you?”

“What will you do if you don’t let me?”

“…This bastard?”

“If I cause trouble here, I might get disqualified from the tournament, right?”

Ak Seo-hui flinched.

“You, you started this first, didn’t you?”

“They’ll really listen to that excuse. I don’t mind getting disqualified. Actually, I kind of hope for it, so I could cause trouble, but you guys can’t, right? Isn’t that so?”

As Wei Yan-ho spoke mockingly, Ak Seo-hui’s body trembled.

“You!”

“Ah, forget it.”

Wei Yan-ho waved his hand.

“Stop talking to me. It’s annoying.”

You started the conversation first, you bastard!

At this moment, Ak Seo-hui understood the saying that a person could die from rising anger. He really felt like he might collapse from high blood pressure.

“If you’re going to attack, then attack. If not, just stay quiet. I hate it when people just make noise without actually fighting. I don’t know why these so-called martial artists keep their good swords aside and just flap their mouths. Did you only learn to argue at the martial academy?”

Jin Ye-ran quietly watched Wei Yan-ho and shook her head.

‘Can’t win with words.’

He would moderately anger people and then at some point withdraw as if it had nothing to do with him. That was something he was born with naturally. It wasn’t something you could learn.

“Fine! I’ll take you on!”

“Calm down!”

“Let go! Can you really stand listening to such words from that brat?”

“I said calm down! What will you do if you cause trouble? We just arrived here today. If word spreads that the Orthodox Alliance’s Later Generation Experts bullied a young junior as soon as they arrived, how will we handle that?”

“…Grrrr.”

“Getting angry blindly won’t solve anything. But there’s a good method, isn’t there?”

“A good method?”

“We can have a martial duel. Even if we said we wanted to know a junior’s skills and had a duel, and an accident happened because he was weaker than expected, who could say anything?”

“Hmm.”

Ak Seo-hui nodded as if he understood. This was why he needed Ho Cheol-san.

“How about it? Since you ran your mouth like that, you surely have the courage to duel with me, right?”

“Oh!”

Wei Yan-ho nodded as if understanding.

“A martial duel… that’s a good method. Traditionally, duels have been an excellent means of legally beating up someone you don’t like.”

“…”

Ak Seo-hui’s face turned red.

How could that bastard say such things so openly?

“So will you do it or not?”

“Calm down a bit. I’m trying to talk here. I’m worried about what you’ll accomplish in the future with such an impatient personality.”

“Grrr!”

Wei Yan-ho slowly nodded.

“Now that I think about it, if I say it was a martial duel, Father probably won’t be able to say anything either. It’s a good method.”

Wei Yan-ho grinned wickedly.

“I accept that duel.”

“Young Master Wei!”

Jin Ye-ran unconsciously reached out and grabbed Wei Yan-ho’s collar. She thought things were getting too big.

“Hmm?”

Wei Yan-ho grinned at Jin Ye-ran, who was looking at him worriedly.

“Don’t you trust me?”

Those words were enough.

Not once had she ever seen a case where Wei Yan-ho stepped forward and couldn’t resolve something. Wasn’t it also Wei Yan-ho who had saved her from that hellish situation?

‘He must have a plan.’

Of course, there was no way he had any plan, but in her mind, which was somewhat blinded by her feelings for Wei Yan-ho as a person, everything was interpreted in a positive light.

If Jin So-ah had known this fact, she would have cried out ‘Sister is being deceived right now!’ loud enough to wake the neighborhood and wailed.

And Jin So-ah wasn’t even necessary.

She would find out soon enough.

Just how untrustworthy this human was.

“A duel sounds good…”

“Hmm?”

“I just had a good idea.”

“…Huh?”

Wei Yan-ho’s face began to turn sinister.

“Now that I’ve said it, I realize this. But if I cause trouble here, I can’t participate, right?”

“…”

Ho Cheol-san’s face began to be colored with anxiety.

What the hell was that human trying to do?

“Actually, I’ve had a lot of complaints. So I made a decision. Ah, I need to properly turn things upside down once so they won’t make me do this kind of thing again.”

“…Who made you do what?”

Even in this situation, Ho Cheol-san didn’t abandon his pure curiosity.

“Grandfather Military Strategist.”

“Huh?”

Ho Cheol-san looked at him with questioning eyes, but Wei Yan-ho just continued with his own monologue.

“Now that I think about it, there doesn’t seem to be a better opportunity than this. Hehehe, and they’ve even picked a fight with me.”

Wei Yan-ho, who had been scratching the back of his head, stretched out his hand.

“Heup.“

What was he doing?

With one arm stretched behind him and a frown on his face, Wei Yan-ho’s appearance was bizarre beyond description. Ho Cheol-san, who had been wondering what kind of behavior this was, suddenly had his eyes widen as if they would tear.

He could hear the sound of something cutting through the air, and then a long object came spinning down from the upper floor, landing precisely in Wei Yan-ho’s hand. Wei Yan-ho, who caught the flying object, quietly lifted the long item.

“A, a sword?”

No, wait.

Did he just bring that sword through Distant Object Manipulation? From his room?

‘What kind of nonsense is this?’

Even his father couldn’t do such a thing. No, there was no one he knew who could do such a thing. Wondering if someone had thrown the sword to him, he looked upward, but he couldn’t sense any presence on the second floor.

“I was feeling stiff anyway, so this works out well. Then, here I go.”

“W-wait!”

Ho Cheol-san was a quick-witted person.

He didn’t do the stupid thing of denying the impossible based on the opponent’s age. Theory was theory, and life was practice.

“L-let’s talk!”

“I don’t want to.”

Wei Yan-ho’s sword swung powerfully.

Kwaaaaaaaang!

At the same time, the entire Orthodox Alliance building located on one side of Mount Hua exploded outward, and the roof shot up into the sky.