Return of Mount Hua Sect - Chapter 454

It sparkles.

Bop Jeong shone brightly in the sunlight.

‘One sparkle.’

No, there’s something else.

Chung Myung, who had been watching the Shaolin monks standing behind Bop Jeong, shook his head, as if displeased. The voice that emerged was also direct.

“What the hell is this yangban doing here?”

“Do- Don’t call Shaolin’s Sect Leader a yangban, you punk!”

Yoon Jong became alarmed and stopped him, but Chung Myung remained composed.

“Who cares? He’s not even our Elder.”

“…….”

Yoon Jong shook his head as he lost his words.

“Let’s go for now.”

The disciples were led closer to the gate by Hyun Jong. Then he greeted Bop Jeong politely.

“Welcome, Bangjang.”

“Long time no see, Sect Leader. Have you been well?”

Hyun Jong said with a smile.

“Thanks to your care, I was able to live without any problems. It’s a long way from Seongsan Mountain to here, did Bangjang walk your way there?”

Then Bop Jeong responded with a smile.

“No matter how far the road is, there is no reason to refuse if the destination is a place with honeydew where you can damp your throat.”

Hyun Jong’s eyes shone a little.

‘Honeydew…’

The two men exchanged smiles as they looked at each other.

Those who witnessed this had to experience an unidentified and subtle coolness.

“Why is it cold all of a sudden?”

“Winter is coming.”

“That’s true, but…….”

Bop Jeong turned to face Chung Myung, who was standing near Hyun Jong.

“How have you been?”

“It wasn’t very comfortable because Shaolin sent me a piece of luggage to Mount Hua.”

“Luggage.”

Bop Jeong laughed bitterly.

That piece of luggage would mean Hye Yeon.

“It depends on the luggage. Still, wouldn’t it be good to call it a treasure trove?”

“What? Treasure? That bald guy?”

“…….”

“If you’re going to send me your disciples, you should at least give some money! You’re sending someone empty-handed who eats only grass that’s hard to find in Mount Hua? Someone who has a lot of money?”

“…….”

Bop Jeong blinked his eyes.

It’s true that he didn’t think about sending money…….

‘What do you mean by hard-to-find grass?’

Bop Jeong said with an awkward smile.

“Haha……. But it was helpful, wasn’t it?”

“Help?”

When Chung Myung’s head was tilted, Bop Jeong turned his head and coughed loudly. It was Bop Jeong who quickly remembered what kind of person Chung Myung was even after just exchanging a few words.

And Bop Jeong wasn’t the only one who was perplexed about the situation.

Hyun Jong quickly took another step forward. As if going to block Bop Jeong’s conversation with Chung Myung before he causes more trouble.

“Let’s go inside for now. I’m afraid the public will curse at me for putting the Sect Leader of Great Shaolin in the gate.”

“Where would an uninvited guest, who came without a word, dare to expect hospitality? If Sect Leader could just give me a glass of water or something, I would be very grateful.”

It was the time when they talked about modesty.

“Bangjang!”

Someone stormed out of the hall and ran straight toward Bop Jeong, shouting in a fierce voice.

“Oh! Hye Yeon…….”

‘Huh?’

Bop Jeong’s eyes widened.

‘Hye Yeon?’

‘Huh?’

He blinked his wide-open eyes several times.

‘Is that really him?’

It can’t be wrong.

Who else would be wearing a yellow robe symbolizing Shaolin and a bald head?

Of course, it was Hye Yeon who ran to him now.

But…….

‘It’s Hye Yeon, but…….’

Something was off.

The boy, who seemed to have soft, is nowhere to be found, and who is this running young man with copper brown skin?

Besides, the face has definitely changed.

Maybe it’s because his skin has darkened, or maybe it’s for some other reason. There was no shy boy who bowed his head just by making eye contact with a person, and he had a strong Demon Sura impression that he would kill someone with his bare hands at any moment.

‘Uh…’

Bop Jeong rubbed his eyes hard. And he looked at the man who was in front of him again.

‘N- No. There’s not much difference in appearance.’

Bop Jeong quickly figured out where this feeling was coming from.

The look in one’s eye.

Hye Yeon’s eyes, which were soft and fragile, as if he could not kill a single insect, are now gleaming with a subtle scorching glow.

Hye Yeon, who ran to Bop Jeong’s front, called him in a passionate voice.

“Bangjang!”

“……Is it Hye Yeon?”

“Yes, Bangjang!”

The obvious answer to the obvious question came back, but Bop Jeong could not easily accept it.

What should he say?

After leaving the house to a yellow chick for a few days. The chick became a big rooster and was flying with a torch.

Bop Jeong narrowed his eyes at the subtle feeling.

“… It seems you have changed a lot?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Hye Yeon tilted his head. However, Baek Chun and his group, who were watching from behind, slowly shook their heads and sympathized with Bop Jeong.

“He has changed a lot.”

“I know. We didn’t think of that because we were always together, but he has changed a lot compared to when he first came.”

“……I feel a little guilty.”

Bop Jeong was speechless with astonishment and frustration.

‘What the hell have you done?’

The person who went out to find the Dharma and went against Bangjang’s word, but what the hell does a person do to change like this within a few months?

Bop Jeong, who opened his mouth without realizing it, momentarily flinched and closed his mouth.

This is Mount Hua and he was Shaolin’s Sect Leader. No matter how surprising it may be, he couldn’t show his bewilderment.

He asked in a stern, benevolent voice.

“Ri- Right. Did you gain enlightenment?”

“…… Enlightenment my ass.”

“Huh?”

‘Did I hear something wrong?’

But Hye Yeon shed tears without considering Bop Jeong’s reaction.

“Bangjang! You’re here to pick me up, right? I trusted Bangjang.”

“…what does that mean?”

Bop Jeong asked back with a bit of bewilderment, but Hye Yeon looked like a deaf person in the first place. He grabbed Bop Jeong’s hand and even cried.

“Le- Let’s go to Shaolin…..”

“Now, now. Tsk tsk.”

Chung Myung, who saw the scene, clicked his tongue.

“Even animals know to be thankful if they’re fed and taken care of, but look at how that human behaves, that one.”

“…….”

Hye Yeon, who became a mute who ate honey in an instant, looked back.

‘Oh, that’s not wrong.’

‘You did feed and put me to sleep.’

‘It’s because you treat people like cows and only feed them grass!’

“Get out of my way.”

Chung Myung approached and grabbed Hye Yeon’s head.

Hye Yeon looked at Bop Jeong with sad eyes like a cow being dragged to a slaughterhouse. But the strange thing was that at the same time, Chung Myung was dragged along.

At that time, Hyun Jong coughed loudly and opened his mouth.

“Let’s go inside for now.”

“…… Y- Yes.”

Bop Jeong sighed deeply.

‘It’s Mount Hua.’

It’s indeed Mount Hua.

“Hmm.”

“Well.”

Even when everyone sat down, no one spoke easily.

There was a subtle awkwardness and silence.

In fact, Mount Hua and Shaolin are not close enough to sit together. As a result, even those who were seated had nothing to say to each other.

‘Say something, Sect Leader.’

‘It’s suffocating to death.’

Hyun Jong averted his gaze as the Elders glared at him.

‘I feel awkward too, you guys.’

It was only at the Murim Competition that the situation made him able to say what he wanted to say. However, it was too burdensome for Hyun Jong to deal with the Sect Leader of Shaolin.

Shaolin is closing their mouth in their own way. Therefore, there was only one person who remained calm here.

“Why isn’t everyone talking?”

With his calm and nonchalant voice, the eyes of Mount Hua’s Elders turned to one side.

As soon as they saw Chung Myung sitting calmly, they felt relieved.

‘I’m glad he’s here.’

‘I’ve never imagined that his personality would bring me joy.’

When the Elders noticed him, Chung Myung shrugged as if he knew and looked at Bop Jeong.

“But what brings you here? It’s quite a long way.”

“I came here because I have many things to share.”

Bop Jeong nodded lightly and picked up the teacup in front of him. And he sipped while savoring the scent.

“The tea tastes good, Sect Leader.”

“I was treated with care before, so I’ve paid attention to this. It may not be as good as quality tea, but since you’re in Mount Hua, I think you should try plum tea.”

“The scent is really impressive.”

Bop Jeong nodded quietly and looked up at Hyun Jong.

“I’ve heard about Myriad Man House.”

“Oh…….”

“Mount Hua has done an amazing job.”

Bop Jeong said with admiration.

“Amitabha, it was never easy to deal with Myriad Man House, and I could see how capable Mount Hua was. There’s a lot of public praise.”

“Thank you.”

Bop Jeong glanced at the Elders and continued.

“I can’t help but realize how different Mount Hua’s status has been when I saw it in Shaolin the other day. I could tell even without looking at how much effort the disciples of Mount Hua including the Sect Leader have been through.”

As he continued to speak, the shoulders of Mount Hua’s Elders were gradually strengthened.

In fact, they have heard quite a few compliments like this, but it was special when the words came out of Shaolin’s Bangjang, not anyone else.

No matter what anyone says, Shaolin’s Bangjang has the highest authority in the world.

The corners of their mouths rolled up helplessly, and Bop Jeong continued with a soft sigh.

“And also, I apologize. In fact, if such a thing happens, it is the law that the surrounding sects are to support Mount Hua Sect, but it happened so suddenly… … .”

“It was really sudden.”

“If Southern Edge Sect hadn’t closed their gate, Mount Hua wouldn’t have to fight alone. Unfortunately, Southern Edge Sect’s Bongmun was unexpected for me, too.”

“That’s all right.”

Hyun Jong smiled brightly.

“How can Shaolin’s Sect Leader, who is busy, even care about the affairs of such a distant place? It’s basic to take care of your own business.”

“No, Sect Leader. This is something I owe you an apology for.”

Bop Jeong chanted with a subdued face.

Meanwhile, Chung Myung stared at him and narrowed his eyes.

‘What else is that raccoon going to do….?’

It is true that Mount Hua was not helped by the surrounding sects. But in fact, it’s not something that can be said to be Shaolin’s fault.

Nevertheless, Bangjang’s reflection continued.

“Even though the situation is bad, I never thought that Myriad Man House which is based Guizhou would attack Shaanxi at once.”

“How can Bangjang know and prepare for it in advance? If you keep doing this, I feel uncomfortable.”

“Amitabha. Sect Leader, how come you think it’s not my fault?”

“Yes?”

Bop Jeong glanced at Hyun Jong and opened his mouth again.

“I fully understand the heartbreak of Sect Leader. I fully understand the disappointment to those who didn’t help even though that has happened.”

“…what do you mean?”

When Hyun Jong asked and hardened his face, Bop Jeong turned to Chung Myung. Then he brought up the words with a subtle look.

“So I can fully understand how Mount Hua is now trying to join hands with others other than Ten Great Sect, Sect Leader.”

Chung Myung’s face slightly wrinkled.

‘This is it!’

He wondered why the bald guy had to go all the way to this far place, but he came here to say this.

With Shaolin’s intelligence, it would have been easy to find out that Mount Hua was trying to unite with other sects.

But even so, he didn’t expect the head of Shaolin himself to move.

‘That damn bastard!’

Hyun Jong coughed loudly as he was perplexed by Bop Jeong’s words.

“Tha- That’s…….”

“Of course I understand, Sect Leader. But…….”

Bop Jeong’s eyes significantly narrowed and stared sharply at Hyun Jong.

“I think it is a matter to think about whether other sects will really understand it.”

Chung Myung wrinkled his face and jumped to his feet.

“No, this yangban!?”

“Chung Myung-ah!”

“Stay still!”

However, as the Elders shouted at the same time, he had no choice but to let out a grunt and sat down again.

While Shaolin’s Elders were watching, it was impossible to see the third-class disciples ignoring the Elders of Mount Hua.

But Bop Jeong grinned as if he knew how Chung Myung felt.

“Sect Leader.”

“Yes, Bangjang.”

“Can we talk separately? It’s a pretty important matter.”

“Eum.”

Hyun Jong was lost in thought for a moment.

Hyun Jong had nothing to hide from Mount Hua’s Elders, but the Elders of Shaolin who were now sitting on the left and right of Bangjang were certainly burdensome.

“Of course.”

The two said, looking at the elders respectively.

“Stay out.”

“Empty your seat.”

At those words, the people who were filling the seats got up and went out at once.

“Oh.”

Then Bop Jeong said.

“I need you to stay, Mount Hua Divine Dragon.”

Chung Myung, who stood up to leave, frowned at Bop Jeong.

“Me?”

“That’s right.”

“Why?”

“Because I need to talk to you.”

At Bop Jeong’s sly attitude, Chung Myung’s eyebrows are raised so high it could soar the sky.

‘I guess I didn’t scold his yangban enough last time.’

‘Then let’s take a look.’

‘What kind of sound you’re making.’

Chung Myung sat down without hesitation.

His sharp eyes and Bop Jeong’s profound eyes intertwined tightly in the air.