CLS-Chapter 473

Chapter 473:

Wei Jeong-han scratched his head furiously.

It was a habit that came out when things weren’t going as he wanted.

“Let’s not do this.”

Wei Jeong-han’s face couldn’t find its proper expression. At this moment, he was unable to figure out what expression would be right to make.

“I wasn’t planning to go that seriously about it. That kind of thing doesn’t suit me well.”

Wei Jeong-han smiled bitterly.

“Yan-ho.”

“No, wait a moment.”

Wei Yan-ho waved his hand.

“I roughly know what you’re going to say, but this isn’t simply a matter of whether Father takes the Explosive Blood Pill or not. Let’s not go that route.”

“Someone has to do it, don’t they?”

Wei Yan-ho let out a sigh.

“It’s not that important of a task. The Heavenly Alliance Leader just needs to take it.”

“You…”

As Wei Jeong-han was about to say something, Wei Yan-ho opened his mouth one step faster.

“Of course you’ll say it. One who asks for others’ sacrifice shouldn’t fear his own sacrifice. Yes, that’s right. But how can a person be like that? Don’t force the same life you live on other people. Most people are petty. Don’t forget that the reason a great person can be called great is because most people live the lives of petty people.”

“Mm, that’s right.”

Zhuge Yeom nodded as if satisfied. It seemed surprising that such words came from Wei Yan-ho’s mouth rather than someone else’s.

“No…”

“Eehei, just stop there.”

Wei Yan-ho stuck out his lips.

“You don’t need to act so grand. With those words, Father’s character has been sufficiently proven. There’s no one here who thinks Father is bluffing now.”

Everyone nodded.

If it were anyone else, they might not know, but that person would certainly swallow the Explosive Blood Pill with a smile.

Wasn’t he someone who had spread his name throughout the world in a different sense from Wei Yan-ho?

“I’m not joking.”

“Yes, yes. Since I’m not joking either, it would be good to stop there. Regardless of other people, Father at least can’t even be considered as a candidate.”

Wei Jeong-han’s eyes twisted slightly.

“Is it because I’m your father?”

“Yes.”

Wei Yan-ho’s answer was refreshing. As if there wasn’t the slightest hesitation. Then Wei Jeong-han’s face completely twisted.

“Being your father cannot be any kind of privilege. Even if it could be a privilege, I would refuse it.”

“Eoohyu.”

Wei Yan-ho sighed and looked back at Zhuge Yeom.

Then Zhuge Yeom smiled awkwardly and nodded. It would be better for him to explain this rather than Wei Yan-ho explaining it.

“Family Head Wei.”

“Yes, Family Head Zhuge.”

“Young Hero Wei’s words are correct. Family Head Wei cannot take the Explosive Blood Pill.”

“Why is that?”

“The reason is simple. We only have two Explosive Blood Pills in our possession right now. One must be taken by the Alliance Leader, so there’s only one remaining. Therefore, this remaining Explosive Blood Pill must be taken by the person with the most perfect conditions.”

“Aren’t I the person with the most perfect conditions? As I said just now, I possess martial prowess, compared to others…”

“No. Among the people here, Family Head Wei has the worst conditions. The reason is very simple. It’s because Family Head Wei is Young Hero Wei’s father.”

“I didn’t expect Family Head Zhuge to say such things.”

Zhuge Yeom wore a bitter smile.

“It seems there’s some misunderstanding, but I’m not saying Family Head Wei is excluded from candidacy because you have a different prestige than before. What should be considered first in this choice is because you are Young Hero Wei’s son.”

“Pardon? What do you mean by that?”

“If Family Head Wei swallows the Explosive Blood Pill, the person who has to examine it is Young Hero Wei. But do you think Young Hero Wei could coldly observe his own father dying?”

Wei Jeong-han looked at Wei Yan-ho with a dumbfounded expression. Then Wei Yan-ho firmly waved his hand.

“Ei, that would be impossible.”

“Impossible! You brat!”

“Impossible is impossible. No matter how much father just increases nagging without doing anything, and sometimes I wish I could just cut ties and live separately, he’s still my father, so I can’t calmly watch him die.”

“I never raised you to be so weak!”

“It’s not that you didn’t raise me weakly, you just didn’t raise me at all. Even if your mouth is crooked, you should speak straight.”

“…”

Since Wei Jeong-han had nothing to say when it came to education and child-rearing, he couldn’t argue further. When he looked with slightly desperate eyes, Zhuge Yeom cleared his throat.

“Looking at it now, it seems like it might be possible…”

Zhuge Yeom looked back and forth between Wei Jeong-han and Wei Yan-ho, then shook his head as if it still wouldn’t work.

“Since there’s such a thing as ‘what if,’ I won’t approve of this. We must be concerned about the possibility of a single oversight among a thousand considerations.”

“Kkeueung.”

Wei Jeong-han smacked his lips as if disappointed.

He wanted to argue more, but the logic that Zhuge Yeom and Wei Yan-ho presented was too meticulous. Literally, there was nothing he could do but argue.

“Geez, it’s obviously something that won’t work anyway, but do you really want to make such a show of it?”

“You brat!”

Wei Jeong-han exploded in anger at Wei Yan-ho’s teasing, but he couldn’t raise his voice any louder. In a situation where someone might have to sacrifice themselves, hadn’t he just slipped out? Wei Jeong-han had no choice but to keep his mouth shut, feeling somewhat guilty.

“Then excluding our father, it seems one of the people here will have to do it…”

“…Hasn’t your voice suddenly become too cheerful?”

At Tang Cheon-gun’s words, Wei Yan-ho grinned.

“Because I’m happy that Father got out of it.”

“Kkeueung, you’re too honest for your own good.”

“I heard people should be honest.”

Wei Yan-ho added words he didn’t need to add.

“Ah, don’t misunderstand. The reason I excluded Father isn’t just because of affection or anything. I just followed my master’s words.”

“Master?”

“Yes.”

Wei Yan-ho nodded.

“My master said that something that can be solved with grit means it’s something that can’t be solved.”

“…What does that mean again?”

“Just as it sounds. He said that saying grit is needed to solve something means it’s realistically impossible. He said that work should be made possible and executed without any grit or variables. He said that the phrase ‘you can do it if you try’ is usually a way of passing the responsibility for impossible tasks onto others. When I think about it, it seems right.”

“What kind of life has your master lived?”

“…He lived in luxury.”

“Kkeueueung.”

Tang Cheon-gun just shook his head.

Wei Jeong-han boldly insisted he would die and asked to be killed, his son, and the master who taught that son… there wasn’t a single normal human being among them.

Zhuge Yeom cleared his throat and summarized the situation.

“It doesn’t seem like we’ll reach an answer even if we continue talking today. It would be better to adjourn for today and talk again tomorrow. There are parts that need more thought.”

“Let’s do that.”

Everyone got up from their seats with heavy faces.

But even when everyone was getting up from their seats, Wei Yan-ho didn’t get up and remained deep in thought with his arms crossed.

The sun had set.

Jang-il shivered.

“The wind is cold today.”

Even though he had thrown on a straw mat, there was no way a martial artist like him would feel cold in this kind of weather. The chill he was feeling was probably due to the heavy atmosphere covering the Tang Family.

The Tang Family’s atmosphere had not been good recently, but since Wei Yan-ho’s martial contest with Cheok Su-gwang, the atmosphere had become not just bad, but completely frozen.

“Kkilkkilkkil.”

Jang-il looked around the silent Tang Family compound with a pleased expression.

The Tang Family was the most prideful family in the world. As such, they had caused problems with other sects many times.

Especially with the Beggar’s Sect, their relationship was particularly bad.

Since they were called the most prestigious among prestigious families, they seemed to think their status didn’t match with beggars, so they often looked down on the Beggar’s Sect.

Thinking that Wei Yan-ho had not just brought down but completely shattered the pride of such people, he couldn’t be more delighted.

“So where is our hero?”

Jang-il whistled as he set out to find Wei Yan-ho.

Since meeting Wei Yan-ho, all he had gained was nervous stomach pain and scolding from the King Beggar, but he still couldn’t hate Wei Yan-ho because he provided this kind of entertainment from time to time.

And now Jang-il had become somewhat grateful for his life beside Wei Yan-ho.

Think about it.

If he hadn’t built a friendship with that calamitous fellow? Who could guarantee that the Beggar’s Sect wouldn’t have ended up like the Tang Family now?

‘This is what they call a power shift.’

Jang-il was witnessing with his own eyes the vivid process of someone with power seizing authority.

Wei Yan-ho wasn’t particularly trying to seize power. But even though he wasn’t doing anything, power was gathering around him.

The Beggar’s Sect had already assigned Jang-il to his side by the King Beggar’s special order, and Shaolin and the Peng Family were desperately trying to build friendships with Wei Yan-ho.

Moreover, wasn’t even the Tang Family, who were like enemies, sending friendly signals?

Jang-il found this situation very interesting.

No matter how strong Wei Yan-ho was, he was alone. The power of the Guangdong Wei Family was so insignificant that it didn’t need to be considered. Without Wei Yan-ho, the Guangdong Wei Family wouldn’t even be regarded as an opponent by the so-called great sects.

It was very strange that the great sects that dominated the martial world were extending hands of friendship toward Wei Yan-ho alone.

Because he was the next Number One Under Heaven?

Not necessarily.

When Wei San-ho was called the unshakeable next Number One Under Heaven, there weren’t such movements.

‘It must be troublesome.’

The difference between Wei Yan-ho and Wei San-ho wasn’t martial power. Although Wei Yan-ho was incomparably stronger than Wei San-ho, it wasn’t simply for that reason that all those sects were trying to be friendly with Wei Yan-ho.

The reason the great sects found Wei Yan-ho troublesome was because he was fundamentally a being who ignored the basic laws of the martial world.

If Shaolin displeased Wei San-ho, would Wei San-ho ignore Shaolin’s status and pick a fight with them?

That wouldn’t happen.

Wei San-ho wouldn’t endure it because he lacked pride. He would endure it because he had respect for Shaolin. But Wei Yan-ho didn’t have that ‘respect.’

If Shaolin got into a dispute with Wei Yan-ho, Wei Yan-ho would draw hair on the heads of the Shaolin monks. That’s what they feared.

Jang-il looked up at the eaves.

‘Does that fellow realize his position?’

It was something he couldn’t know without asking directly. Jang-il leaped up to the eaves. He could see Wei Yan-ho lying at the edge of the eaves.