Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 125

**Chapter 125; The idler is coming (5)**

‘Why?’

This guy has no manners?

And why did he say, “Why?” If he wakes up and there’s someone he doesn’t know, the normal thing would be to ask, “Who are you?”, but this guy said straight “Why?”

Gong Mujin felt a surge of anger, but repressed her. “It was not time to get angry.”

“I heard you saved my disciple.”

“Disciple?”

Wei Yanho frowned.

“Me?”

“…Yes.”

“Who said that?”

This guy ate a crow?

Last night, what am I supposed to do if the person involved doesn’t remember him?

“…my disciple’s name is I Sheolhwa. That girl there.”

Wei Yanho looked at I Seolhwa and nodded.

“More than saving her, we get involved in some way, but why, what’s wrong?”

“There’s nothing wrong. lt’s not that there’s something wrong, I came to thank you.”

“Oh, I see. Yes, I understand.”

The door closed again.

And at the same time, Gong Mujin’s face began to tremble.

This is Gong Mujin. Gong Mujin, the Plum Blossom Sword Spirit.

When did you get this kind of deal?

I’ve never gotten this kind of deal in my life.

He was raised as a child prodigy as a child, and when he grew up, he was recognized as someone who would take Hua Mount’s name to new heights. Now he was about to reach the pinnacle of mastery.

Gong Mujin is someone whose name could only achieve humility in anyone of any sect.

“Hahahaha.”

Gong Mujin laughed with resignation and spoke again.

“Hey, young man.”

“Yes?”

When an adult speaks, you must open the door and answer.

“Couldn’t you come out for a moment?

Gong Mujin was subtly saying, “Do you ignore an adult who is speaking to you?” Although he was furious, this level of courtesy was essential for someone raised in a famous sect.

“Can’t you just listen to me? I’m sleepy.”

“…You seem very tired, but I won’t have time later, so I’d appreciate it if you’d listen to me a little.”

Crash!

The door opened again.

Wei Yanho was very polite.

“Go ahead.”

“… eh?”

“You said you wanted to thank me, so do it.”

What feeling is this?

Of course, Gong Mujin was the one who said that, but… why does he feel so humiliating?

“Thank you for saving my disciple. If it’s not too much trouble, would you know who you studied?”

“You wouldn’t know even if I told you.”

The corners of Gong Mujin’s lips began to tremble again.

Wei Yanho had been sincere, but for Gong Mujin, it sounded like disrespect.

“My knowledge is not so limited.”

“Even so, you wouldn’t know even if I told you.”

“…….”

He wanted to pull out his sword and hit this guy’s buttocks, but his self-control prevented him.

“Can’t you really tell me?”

“I’m telling you, you wouldn’t know even if I told you. Why don’t you believe me?”

Wei Yanho hit his chest with frustration, but he didn’t look well. Gong Mujin finally gave up listening to Wei Yanho’s explanation.

“I see, you don’t seem to be able to say it.”

I Seolhwa, seeing that, paled and ran to Gong Mujin.

“Master!”

“Stay still!”

Gong Mujin’s face became as sharp as a blade.

“Then I have no choice but to ask you directly about your martial arts. As you are able to defeat Támhua in one stroke, you must have confidence in your martial arts. Do you intend to fight with me? I say this because I want to see your martial arts.”

“Master!”

“Didn’t I tell you to stay still?”

I Seolhwa began to sweat profusely. His teacher was Gong Mujin, the Plum Blossom Sword Spirit. The reason he got the name Plum Blossom Sword Spirit was for his passionate dedication to the sword, but also for his cruelty in combat.

That someone like that would fight a child.

It was the same as saying that I would punish him in the name of combat.

“This is inappropriate.”

“Do you dare?”

When Gong Mujin looked at her fiercely, I Sheolhwa paled, but did not recede.

“He’s my benefactor. Couldn’t you overlook this just this once for my honor?”

Gong Mujin stared at I Seolhwa.

“What is more important, your gratitude or my honor?”

“…….”

“I’m the one wearing Hua Mount on my shoulders. To ignore me is the same as ignoring the Hua Mount. If you insist, I will punish you for the crime of destroying the honor of the sect, so don’t speak again.”

I Sheolhwa sat on the floor.

Seomun Dayeon approached her and leaned on her shoulder.

“Don’t worry.”

“Yes?”

Seomun Dayeon whispered in the ear of I Sheolhwa.

“Even if he’s a senior, he won’t be able to force a fight if the person involved doesn’t want to.”

If it was Wei Yanho, as she knew, she would not engage in an unnecessary fight. If he didn’t even want to walk, how would he participate in a fight?

“He will reject it, and even if his master is anxious, he will not be able to force it.”

If word spread that he had intimidated his benefactor, it would be difficult for him to show his face.

A light of hope appeared on I Sheolhwa’s face.

But unfortunately, Wei Yanho was someone who could ruin the hopes of others better than anyone else.

Wei Yanho opened his mouth.

“My teacher said…”

Wei Yanho’s eyes slowly sank.

“Do whatever you want, anything.”

Gong Mujin frowned.

What does that mean?

But his doubt was dispelled by the following words of Wei Yanho.

“But show your power to those who defy your sword, yours and mine. That will be your last courtesy to me.”

Wei Yanho stretched out his hand, pulled out his backpack and drew his sword wrapped in cloth.

“Actually, I am a good disciple who obeys my master’s orders. I cannot go back when it comes to swords.”

“Oh?”

A smile appeared on Gong Mujin’s lips, and the faces of those who watched the situation hardened.

“That’s a bold statement. So you mean you’re challenging me?”

“I accept the challenge.”

When Wei Yanho smiled slightly, Gong Mujin laughed.

“A challenge! A challenge! I never thought I would be challenged at my age. Hahahaha, a challenge!”

A sharp energy began to emanate from Gong Mujin’s body.

The words “challenge” had hurt his pride. He had only used his tongue, but he had been challenged by a young man.

“So, I, Gong Mujin, challenge you. What’s your name?”

“Wei Yanho. Wei Yanho of the Wei family of Guangdong.”

“Wei from Guangdong?”

Gong Mujin showed his teeth.

“So you’re the son of the Sword of the Righteous Hero?”

“Do you know my father?”

“Of course. I ever tried to defeat the Sword of the Righteous Hero with my sword to prove that his sword would never be above mine. Defeating his son would not be wrong either. If I defeat you, the Sword of the Righteous Hero could come looking for me, it would kill two birds with one stone. Are you ready?”

“I’m always ready, but…”

“Do you have anything else to say? It won’t do any good if you try to back down now.”

“No, it’s just…”

Wei Yanho untied the cloth that wrapped his sword and spoke.

“You have two misunderstandings.”

“Two?”

What two misunderstandings?

“First, I don’t use the Wei family sword, so even if you defeat me, it will have nothing to do with the Wei family. That’s the first thing.”

“Don’t you use the Wei family sword?”

“Second, even if you defeat me, my father will be happy, but he won’t come looking for you to get revenge. Uh… was there anything else?”

Gong Mujin laughed with resignation and said:

“Well, tell me, I’ll listen to you, what’s your last word?”

Wei Yanho slowly pulled his sword out of the sheath.

‘A white leaf?’

While Gong Mujin wondered about the unusual brilliant white sword, a grave voice, totally different from Wei Yanho’s, came out of his mouth.

“There are countless sword techniques under the sky [], but only the brilliant sword is pure.”

Suddenly, a chill swept through Gong Mujin’s body. “It was too arrogant a statement!” That meant that the brilliant sword was the best sword technique in the world!

“Anyone who defies the brilliant sword, no matter what the reason, must pay the price.”

Wei Yanho threw the sheath to the ground and lifted his sword. Wei Yanho’s sword, bathed in the morning sunlight, issued a brilliant white light in all directions.

“You better be careful. I may be lazy, but my sword never is.”

Wei Yanho’s eyes became cold.

“Show your power to those who defy your sword, yours and mine. That will be your last courtesy to me.”

“Of course, master.”

* * *

“And Jangbodo?”

“I have placed it in Chujikgak’s hands. People are gathering at Na Mountain without suspecting anything. The secret manuscript of the King of Poison is also causing shock at Sichuan.”

“What’s the situation on Cheonsan Mountain?”

“They will move soon. As they have attracted so much attention, they would be very useless if they did not move.”

“I see.”

The scissors in the old man’s hand carefully cut off a branch of the bonsai in front of him.

“See?”

“Yes, I see it.”

The old man looked at the bonsai and said:

“Nature is good. But sometimes, naturalness is unpleasant. The same is true of bonsai. Even the best bonsai will look ugly if it is allowed to grow naturally, as unnecessary branches will grow.”

“He’s right.”

“Then you must prune the branches so that the bonsai looks good.”

The old man cut off another branch and continued:

“The martial world is the same. If you leave it as it is, it may survive naturally, but it is not necessarily the right path. You must prune what must be pruned so that it can grow properly.”

“I will fulfill your deep intention and ensure that the overall plan continues smoothly.”

The old man’s eyes looked at the sky empty.

“It’s time to prove that we’re alone.The martial world has been too quiet lately.”

“In a quiet lake, even a small wave spreads a lot.”

“You mustn’t end up with just one wave.”

“Yes.”

“Show how sharp the blades are that we have sharpened for so long.”

“I’ll remember.”

In the mansion where the middle-aged man had quietly left, the old man quietly pruned the bonsai.

As if it were his duty, the old man pruned the bonsai quietly, but his hands stopped suddenly.

Snap!

The old man frowned at not seeing a small branch hidden behind another branch and cutting it along with it.

“Can’t I do what I want?”

The old man shook his head at the evil omen.

“But I won’t be able to stop him anymore.”

A slight smile appeared on the old man’s lips.