Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 363

**Chapter 363: The Slacker is Surprised (3)**

Tac, tac.

The crackling of the fire could be heard clearly. Accompanied by the sound of insects.

That meant the surroundings were silent. Seeing Wei Yanho’s unusual reaction, no one dared to speak. They used all their senses to identify the person approaching.

The sound of the insects slowly diminished.

As if they knew who was approaching.

The silence, broken only by the crackling of the fire, was terrifying.

“Huu.”

Wei Yanho sighed.

‘Who?’

Jangil couldn’t believe what was happening.

Wei Yanho…

Wasn’t he the type who forgot etiquette and common sense even in front of the Supreme Sovereign and the Master of Divine Abilities? He didn’t even tense up in front of Gwangmuryang (Radiant Martial Sovereign).

But now he looked like an angry cat. Tense, as if he was about to pounce at any moment. It was very strange.

‘Who is it?’

Who could make Wei Yanho, who had never lost his composure even in front of Gwangmuryang of the Demon Cult, so nervous?

“Beggar.”

Wei Yanho spoke softly.

Jangil only looked at Wei Yanho to show that he was listening.

“If the situation is ambiguous, run away with Sister Jin.”

“What?”

“I didn’t say ‘if it seems unfavorable,’ I said ‘if it seems ambiguous.'”

“……”

“Understood?”

“Understood.”

He wanted to ask many questions, but he couldn’t.

The tension was palpable. The figure approaching through the darkness became clearer.

‘An old man?’

A small old man.

Jangil was confused. He didn’t feel any threat. If it weren’t for Wei Yanho’s reaction, he would have thought it was an old man from the village taking a stroll.

It was strange that he was walking so calmly in the dark, but wasn’t it stranger that they were so alert?

The old man maintained his pace even after making eye contact, and stopped three meters away from them.

Jangil noticed something even stranger.

The eyes.

The old man’s eyes were different from any old man he had ever seen.

When he made eye contact with those calm eyes, he felt a chill as if he had been submerged in an icy lake.

“You are some talented youngsters.”

The old man nodded slowly. As if he was satisfied.

“Well-trained for your age. Excellent. A healthy body houses a healthy mind. Shaolin, Peng Family, and Beggar Sect. You have been training for a long time. They raised these youngsters very well.”

He expected that, but it was obvious that this old man was an expert.

‘How should I react?’

If he was an expert, it was dangerous. Jangil couldn’t feel any threat. It meant that he was an unimaginable expert.

But how should he interpret his gentle tone?

He couldn’t understand it.

Wei Sanho, the calmest, spoke:

“Do you have any business with us?”

“Your name?”

“…Wei Sanho.”

“Wei Sanho… from the Wei Family of Guangdong?”

“Yes.”

“Son of Wei Jeonghan?”

“He is my father.”

“I know your father. He was a good warrior. Young, but with spirit. He suffered, but he never gave up. People like him change the world. You had a good father.”

“I think so too.”

It seemed like an expert giving advice to a junior. But Jangil knew it wasn’t that simple.

He felt tension with every word.

“I see. Guangdong…”

The old man smiled kindly. He looked at Wei Yanho:

“You are Wei Yanho, right?”

Wei Yanho stared at the old man without answering.

“Don’t look at me like that. I didn’t come with bad intentions.”

“You don’t have bad intentions?”

“No.”

“Then why did you approach like this?”

“I just came to say hello. If I suddenly appear without warning, you will be surprised.”

“If you greet me twice, my heart will jump out of my mouth.”

“Hehe, if I surprised you, I’m sorry. It wasn’t my intention, but I couldn’t control myself after so long.”

Jangil looked at Peng Dogeuk and Musan.

But they only shook their heads.

‘Did they exchange something that only they understand?’

If they checked their first reaction, only Wei Yanho realized that the old man was approaching. He thought it was because of his high martial skill, but it seems not.

The old man sent a signal, and only Wei Yanho received it.

“Then, what is your business here? It must be difficult for you to come all the way here.”

“If you are called, you must go. That’s how organizations are. If they feed you, they will make you work. If you don’t want to, you must grow your own food, but how can an old man like me do that? So I must do as I’m told.”

Wei Yanho smiled wryly:

“The person who controls an old man like you must be terrifying.”

“Very terrifying.”

The old man nodded:

“But I didn’t come for that person. I’m old, why would I do something I don’t want just for punishment? I just wanted to see with my own eyes.”

“What did you want to see?”

“Hmm, I don’t know what to say. I don’t know if you would understand…”

The old man smiled:

“Well, let’s say I came to see an inheritance.”

“Hmm.”

Wei Yanho nodded as if he understood:

“I don’t understand.”

“…That’s why I didn’t say it.”

Jangil couldn’t find the opportunity to speak.

‘Why is he so kind?’

Although it was a bit blunt, that was Wei Yanho’s way of speaking. The fact that he continued the conversation without paying attention to that made Jangil wonder even more about the old man’s identity.

‘He doesn’t seem to have bad intentions…’

The old man, looking at Wei Yanho, spoke:

“You are different from your father.”

Wei Yanho frowned slightly:

“Your father was more taciturn. Taciturn on the outside, but deep on the inside. Someone who struggled between reality and ideals. But you are too light.”

Wei Yanho smiled wryly:

“Good doesn’t come, evil doesn’t go. You don’t seem to have good intentions, why should I be kind?”

When the old man was about to answer, Wei Sanho stepped forward and bowed:

“I apologize for my brother’s lack of respect.”

“No, older brother. It’s just that…”

“Stay still for a moment.”

Wei Yanho fell silent seeing Wei Sanho’s serious expression.

“No matter the relationship, it is disrespectful to treat someone related to our father like this. Even if they were an enemy.”

Wei Yanho pouted at Wei Sanho’s firm words:

“If he had come alone, I would have done the same.”

The surprised one was not Wei Sanho, but the old man:

“Huh?”

The old man looked at Wei Yanho with wide eyes:

“You saw them?”

“With that energy, how could I not?”

“Hahahaha.”

The old man laughed in disbelief:

“Blood doesn’t lie.”

The old man smiled.

He didn’t seem to be happy that Wei Yanho was strong and sensitive. He seemed to be seeing something else.

Then he looked at Wei Sanho:

“Brothers, huh?…”

The old man shook his head:

“I see. Yes. He and Wei Jeonghan supported each other. The support that we didn’t give them.”

Wei Sanho frowned slightly:

What was this old man saying?

“But I didn’t know. That they would support each other in everything. I didn’t expect him to give everything to someone else in his last moment.”

“I’m sorry, but can you save your laments for another time? We need to rest.”

The old man didn’t respond to Wei Yanho:

“Why didn’t he trust us? We gave him everything, we believed he would bring us light, and we didn’t hesitate to give our lives for him, why didn’t he trust us in his last moment?”

“No, it’s just that…”

“Why?!”

Wei Yanho, without realizing it, stepped in front of Wei Sanho and drew his sword.

An incredibly powerful energy emanated from the old man. Just feeling it was like being pierced by thousands of swords.

Even Wei Yanho couldn’t react.

He was just tense, not knowing what the old man would do.

But someone spoke.

Wei Sanho, who had stepped aside to get out of Wei Yanho’s protection, spoke calmly:

“Did you trust him?”

“…”

The old man looked at Wei Sanho with eyes full of malice:

“Trust? Yes, I trusted him. I trusted him with all my being. But I received betrayal.”

“That’s not trust.”

“…What did you say?”

A powerful energy emanated from the old man’s body, but Wei Sanho didn’t move.

“Trust is believing in the other. If you really trusted him, before talking about betrayal, you should think about the reason.”

“……”

“Sometimes, there are things you can’t do because you are too close.”

The old man’s energy disappeared.

Everyone, who had been immobile like insects caught in a spider web, collapsed.

The old man looked at Wei Sanho:

“Not bad. Boy, do you know who I am?”

“No.”

“Then I’ll tell you. I am Gwangma, also known as the Insane Demon.”

Everyone raised their heads.

The old man murmured:

“A Bishop of the New Doctrine.”