CLS-Chapter 630

Chapter 630:

And as the atmosphere grew cold, the one who found himself in the most difficult position was, naturally, Baek-san.

The gazes of the middle-ranking martial artists focused on Baek-san. Under the stares of condemnation and anger, Baek-san shrank back slightly.

‘That tactless bastard!’

‘What does a country bumpkin from Haenam know? Making a scene and causing this situation.’

‘I’m definitely going to beat that bastard, definitely!’

The gazes sent by the heads of prestigious sects were excessively murderous for what they should have been.

And rightfully so.

The name of prestige is not something easily maintained.

Throughout history, there have been countless massive sects that surpassed the Nine Great Sects in power. However, they only temporarily exceeded the Nine Great Sects’ influence—in the long term, they ultimately couldn’t match the Nine Great Sects.

Because their conduct was different.

Maintaining one’s reputation in the martial world is like walking a tightrope.

Those they can handle, they deal with somehow.

Those they cannot handle, they thoroughly ignore.

And those who can be dealt with only by accepting damage—they thoroughly calculate the resulting gains and losses to determine their treatment.

This process was second nature to them.

So what about Wei Yan-ho?

For each sect, he was in an untouchable position. Speaking honestly, how could a single sect face that monster?

The difference between Wei Yan-ho when he first appeared and the current Wei Yan-ho was too extreme.

‘That bastard is like a goby fish.’

Chiljisin-gae’s face flushed bright red.

That fellow was deeply mistaken right now.

Wei Yan-ho’s influence was certainly tremendous. Right now, all the sects were watching Wei Yan-ho’s mood. And now that Kwon-geuk was absent, Singi-susa, who could be called the most solid ruler of the Righteous Martial Alliance, was protecting Wei Yan-ho.

So wasn’t Wei Yan-ho’s influence tremendous?

‘Not even close.’

To speak accurately, his influence was tremendous. But whether Wei Yan-ho was receiving proper treatment compared to what he had achieved—that was another matter entirely.

If someone else had accumulated the same achievements as Wei Yan-ho, by now he would rightfully be reigning as the emperor of the martial world. Not that he would actually become an emperor, but that he wouldn’t be out of place receiving such treatment.

But Wei Yan-ho was actually receiving poor treatment compared to what he had accomplished.

Why?

‘Because he doesn’t promote himself.’

That’s how the world works.

People think that if you achieve something decent, others will recognize it, but that’s not actually the case. If you don’t boast about yourself with your own mouth, there are rarely people who will go out of their way to give you proper treatment.

Yet Wei Yan-ho doesn’t promote his achievements.

No, to speak accurately, from the moment he returned to the Righteous Martial Alliance, he hasn’t even appeared in front of people. Hasn’t he just been holed up in his room sleeping?

Then Wei Jeong-han, who should be promoting Wei Yan-ho instead, is someone whose nature is so steeped in humility that he doesn’t know how to promote such things. Instead, he’s been going around bowing and asking people to look favorably upon his son.

‘Such frustrating gentlemen in the world.’

That’s why small fry like Baek-san act up.

It was strange for the sect leader of Daehaenampapa to be treated as small fry, but compared to Wei Yan-ho’s achievements, even the sect leaders of most of the Nine Great Sects wouldn’t have much to say if treated as small fry.

And now that Baek-san had touched Wei Yan-ho’s sore spot.

Chiljisin-gae knew.

Just how ruthless a person Wei Yan-ho was.

Others couldn’t imagine it. Looking at that exterior appearance, they couldn’t think of Wei Yan-ho as a cold-hearted person. Appearance creates bigger prejudices than one might think.

But Chiljisin-gae was different.

He had been tracking Wei Yan-ho’s every move from the moment he appeared in the martial world. So he knew better than anyone how decisive and cruel Wei Yan-ho became whenever necessary.

There are people in this world who cause no problems if left alone, but explode like bombs the moment they’re provoked. As far as Chiljisin-gae knew, Wei Yan-ho was exactly that type of person.

And now Baek-san had lit the fuse attached to that explosive called Wei Yan-ho.

Chiljisin-gae had no choice but to worry about how to handle this situation.

“Benefactor.”

At that moment, Gong-mu took the initiative.

“All troubles come from the mouth.”

“What? Me?”

When Wei Yan-ho pointed to himself, Gong-mu waved both hands frantically.

“Ah, no! Not you, benefactor, but that… that person! That bastard! That one!”

It was a moment when Shaolin Sect Leader Gong-mu’s dignity plummeted mercilessly.

Others were also flustered by Gong-mu’s reaction. It was hardly the kind of language that should come from the mouth of a Shaolin sect leader. But at the same time, everyone understood.

Rather than cause unnecessary misunderstandings with Wei Yan-ho, it was better to just have one’s dignity damaged.

“Sorcery, you say—that’s going too far!”

Song-hyeon quickly supported Gong-mu’s words.

“That’s right! Sorcery, indeed!”

“Do you even know what sorcery is before discussing sorcery!”

The sect leaders who grasped the atmosphere quickly joined in with their support. Baek-san’s face began to turn white.

“So what if it’s sorcery! As long as the results are good!”

“N-Namgung Family Head, that’s going too far.”

“What did I say wrong? The Demon Cult bastards use all kinds of sorcery and cowardly tricks, but we have to face those bastards fair and square? Where is there such an unfair thing!”

It was a radical statement, but there were also voices of agreement.

“And calling it sorcery or whatever in the first place is arbitrary! If you’re going to argue like that, why is it acceptable for the Dang Family to use poison! Where is there sorcery worse than poison! You overlook that but can’t tolerate other things! Where is there such an unfair standard!”

Everyone was about to nod their heads when Wei Yan-ho’s head tilted slightly.

“Are you saying that I used sorcery?”

“Ah, no, that’s not what I meant!”

Namgung Jo-wi wiped the cold sweat flowing down his forehead.

‘That bastard is trouble even when you’re defending him.’

But what could he do? Not having power was the sin.

“Of course Young Hero Wei didn’t use sorcery. That’s a fact everyone knows, isn’t it? Our children who were saved by Young Hero Wei are all grateful to Young Hero Wei. When the people involved are thankful, how ridiculous is it for those who aren’t even involved to step forward and babble about sorcery and whatnot.”

“Hmm.”

Wei Yan-ho nodded slightly.

This statement seemed to work.

Namgung Jo-wi secretly let out a sigh.

‘This is so disgusting I should just retire.’

Even if they successfully blocked the Demon Cult, such incidents would repeat in the future. Those who live in the martial world from now on would ultimately have no choice but to watch Wei Yan-ho’s mood.

Looking at the faces of those gathered here makes it even clearer.

If even these people don’t dare go against Wei Yan-ho, who would step forward to admonish Wei Yan-ho?

‘It’s an unprecedented situation.’

No, there was precedent.

In the past, when the Sword Emperor was called not only the greatest under heaven but the greatest of all time, such situations occurred. At that time, much worse things happened frequently, they say.

So wouldn’t such things have happened?

At that time, no one could control Baek Mu-han. Even Man-geom Baek Family, which was his family, was busy watching Baek Mu-han’s mood. Now might be the same.

“When people try to be nice and accommodating, you don’t know your limits. If you keep coming at me like this, I might just go wild too. I think I understand why Master did what he did. So…”

At that moment.

“Wei Yan-ho.”

A cold voice called Wei Yan-ho. Wei Yan-ho turned his head slightly.

Wei Jeong-han, his face hardened, was glaring at him.

‘There is nothing you should be saying in front of your elders.’ “

“No, that’s not what I—”

“Tsk.”

When Wei Jeong-han showed his displeasure, Wei Yan-ho flinched.

While Wei Yan-ho usually gave Wei Jeong-han a hard time, when Wei Jeong-han became serious, even Wei Yan-ho had to shrink back. That’s what a father is.

“Come inside.”

“Yes.”

When Wei Yan-ho slipped back to sit next to Wei Jeong-han, everyone sighed in relief. At the same time, they didn’t forget to send grateful looks to Wei Jeong-han.

Wei Jeong-han stood up from his seat and cupped his hands in salute.

“I will apologize on his behalf. Having given birth to a son, I failed to teach him properly. He lacks manners, but he’s not a bad-natured fellow at heart, so please look upon him with kind hearts.”

“Ahem, what are you saying? We should be the ones apologizing.”

“That’s right, that’s right. That person stepped forward unnecessarily.”

The atmosphere became slightly harmonious.

Having roughly sorted out the situation, Wei Jeong-han raised his head to look at Baek-san.

“I also apologize to the Haenam Sect Leader. I don’t want to deny that there were grounds for suspicion. However, there are reasons I cannot tell others about Yeon-ho’s excessively high internal energy level. I guarantee in the name of myself and the Guangdong Wei Family that no devious acts occurred in that process.”

“If the Family Head says so…”

Baek-san also quietly tucked his tail between his legs.

The guarantee of the Guangdong Wei Family.

Just six months ago, those words would have had no meaning. But at this moment, the guarantee of the Guangdong Wei Family carried tremendous weight.

“I will also guarantee it.”

Singi-susa lent his support.

“I cannot guarantee anyone in the name of the Righteous Martial Alliance’s military commander. Especially now when the Alliance Leader is absent. But I can guarantee it as much as you want in my personal name as Singi-sua Jo Hyeon. Wei Yan-ho is not that kind of person!”

Singi-susa spoke with conviction.

And it was sincere.

‘He’s someone who would rather lie down and sleep during that time.’

Sorcery is something only those with ambition use. Wei Yan-ho likes sleeping more than becoming strong. Would such a person bother to use sorcery to become strong in such a troublesome way?

Anyone who knew Wei Yan-ho even a little would agree.

“Then is this matter settled?”

“Yes, it is.”

“We wasted time unnecessarily.”

Quick responses came to Singi-susa’s words. Everyone showed signs of wanting to somehow wrap up this situation and move on to the next topic.

Reading their expressions, Singi-susa opened his mouth slightly.

“Then there’s one matter we need to discuss first. It’s about this series of seizures and the strange disease.”

“Yes.”

“Actually, although Wei Yan-ho treated those who had seizures, the fundamental problem hasn’t been resolved.”

“That’s certainly true.”

“Treating after seizures occur is meaningless. We must prevent the seizures. This is why we couldn’t properly face Baek-geom Seong.”

“Is there a countermeasure?”

“The Dang Family is researching a cure. By now, the answer should have come out. Probably around now…”

At that moment, the sound of someone running could be heard from outside the door.

“It seems the answer has arrived.”

Singi-susa looked at the door with a slightly tense face. If the news came that treatment was impossible, the problem would become complicated. Somehow, the results…

Slam!

The door opened and a pale-faced person rushed in.

“So, how did it turn out?”

“This is terrible! Commander! Baek-geom Seong is attacking right now!”

“Huh?”

At the completely unexpected words, Singi-susa’s face went blank.