Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 187

Tang Zhan had a young face.

‘What did he just say?’

Checking?

Who?

Mount Hua’s disciple? Against a Tang relative?

Clench.

Tang Zhan makes a fist. The younger brothers to his left and right opened their mouths before he could even open his mouth.

“They’ve got to be insane, Brother.”

“I tried to be as polite as possible because I had no contact with Mount Hua, but wouldn’t it be a different story if they chose to fight first?”

His younger brothers were also angry and impatient.

When you think about it, it’s a given. When were they ever going to be treated like this?

‘Did the Mount Hua guys go insane all at once?’

He could put up with the drunk. As the sect grows in size, one or two insane people are bound to emerge. Aren’t there some jerks who can’t be exposed in public, even if they’re Tang Family?

However, if even the Righteous Sword Baek Chun chose to fight, that would be a different story.

Because it’s the same as Mount Hua saying they underestimated the Tang Family.

Crack.

Tang Zhan rushed in, grinding his teeth and staring at Baek Chun with eyes that seemed to run and kill him at any moment.

“Are you willing to accept responsibility for that?”

“I’ve always taken responsibility for my words, and there’s no reason why this time should be any different.”

Baek Chun responds slowly.

Tang Zhan’s rage subsided as he heard those words. It appears that when someone’s anger reaches its peak, they become calm.

“Mount Hua appears to be a great sect; you dare to stand in front of the Tang family to protect one of your disciples; are you saying you can handle us?”

Baek Chun grins.

“It doesn’t appear to be the same with the Tang family, but Mount Hua doesn’t make calculations when it comes to protecting sect disciples; what are we worried about when something needs to be prioritized?”

“….”

“It’s unlikely, but if this were to destroy Mount Hua, none of our disciples would blame me; such is Mount Hua.”

It was a motivating remark.

Except that the reactions of the disciples are completely different.

“What exactly did he say?”

“I’m going to hold you accountable.”

“You’re going too far by yourself.”

With a slightly heated face, Baek Chun closed his mouth.

‘Those d*mn bastards can’t even close their muzzles right now!’

In any case, Tang Zhan did not need to consider what the Mount Hua disciples thought. The important question is how to punish the jerk for ignoring Tang Family.

“Righteous Sword…. Mount Hua’s promising talent that defeated Wudang’s Black Dragon” [It can also be called Sword Dragon.]

Righteous Sword is sometimes placed in front of Mount Hua Divine Dragon.

Unlike Mount Hua Divine Dragon, which is thought to be exaggerated due to its abundance of amazing and bizarre achievements, Righteous Sword’s accomplishments are unmistakable.

The defeat of Geom-ryong, who was dubbed “one of the five dragons,” in particular, is not insufficient to qualify him as a new member of the five dragons.

“There are plenty of opponents.”

Tang Zhan took a step forward.

“I’m Tang Zhan of the Tang Family, and my hand knows no mercy.”

“This is Baek Chun of Mount Hua, and there’s no need to worry because my sword is merciful.”

“Until the end, this little guy…”

Tang Zhan was about to bury his hand in his sleeve.

Chung Myung still sticks out his fiery face behind Baek Chun’s back.

“So, why is Sasuk fighting?”

“Huh?”

Baek Chun turns away, leaving Tang Zhan half-prepared for the duel.

“…Huh?”

‘Is he really insane?’

Turning one’s back on someone is something that should never happen. On the other hand, those who claim to be members of the Righteous Sect should not aim at the back of an opponent who has turned around. [Orthodox sect, and Sapa is an evil sect]

Tang Zhan was forced to watch Baek Chun with his eyes wide open as a result of this.

“Sasuk has been popping up lately; isn’t this Jo-Go Sahyung’s problem?”

“……Jo-Gol’s problem?”

“I understand Sasuk’s greed for that, but you’re cool enough; now we’re going to give Jo-Gol a chance to show off; he finally met his parents after a long time.”

Baek Chun’s eyes shook.

‘What does this guy think of the Tang Family?’

The Tangs. Tang Family of Sichuan

The prestigious Sichuan clan is known for its poison and assassination.

Even those with strong bones in Murin can endanger their lives by making even the smallest mistake when dealing with the Tang Family’s master. But he’s saying let Jo-Gol, who has little real-world experience, deal with a Tang family member?

“Wouldn’t it be too risky?”

“It’s all right, it’s all right; Tiger was said to throw his baby off a cliff.”

“Then he’ll perish, you jerk!”

Chung Myung was the one who could make a sound that a tiger would scream if it heard it.

Chung Myung’s tongue clicked in response to Baek Chun’s urgent response.

“Tsk tsk, that’s why I’m senior.”

Chung Myung is also well aware of what Baek Chun is concerned about. However, caring for and protecting someone is not always beneficial. To be concerned about one’s future is to disregard one’s past.

It’s also what Chung Myung is most concerned about.

He knew that if he did everything, his descendants would be deprived of the opportunity to grow up properly.

You must gain as much as possible from Chung Myung while minimizing the amount you lose from Chung Myung.

“Is Jo-Gol Sahyung really that frail?”

“….”

With a grin, Chung Myung said.

“He’s not going to lose to them.”

Baek Chun’s expression is a little stiff. The words demonstrate faith in Jo-Gol. Definitely…

“How did he pull it off?”

“….”

It would have been a touching word if he hadn’t spoken back.

Chung Myung turns his head and looks at Jo-Gol, not knowing whether he is aware of Baek Chun’s feelings.

“Isn’t that right, Sahyung?”

Jo-Gol nodded firmly.

He will not lose.

This isn’t such a big deal.

This is between Jo-Gol and the Tang Family. As a result, Jo-Gol should also work on the solution.

Jo-Gol locked his gaze on Chung Myung.

‘Anyhow, this guy…’

This could be easily resolved if Chung Myung comes forward. He’s a goblin who can deal with anything.

But Jo-Gol is aware of this.

‘I can’t remain hidden behind Chung Myung’s back indefinitely.’

He had no intention of becoming a burden to Chung Myung. He wouldn’t have agreed to this trip if he hadn’t intended to.

He understands that he cannot compete with Chung Myung. But he at least wanted to help. Jo-Gol reasoned that it was the least he could do for Chung Myung.

What kind of nonsense assistance is it if he can’t solve this on his own?

“Sasuk.”

Baek Chun turns to face Jo-Gol.

“I understand what Sasuk is saying, but this is something I need to work out.”

Baek Chun’s gaze darkens.

“Are you up to it?”

Jo-Gol burst out laughing.

“I’m also a Mount Hua disciple.”

No other word in the world would be more reliable right now.

Baek Chun smiled as he heard Jo-Gol laugh.

“Get out.”

“Yes!”

Tang Zhan narrows his brow as Jo-Gol walks out, leaving Back Chun and Chung Myung behind.

“You?”

“Wasn’t I the one you wanted from the beginning?”

Jo-Gol tapped his sword against his waist.

“Doesn’t it make sense for me to deal with you?”

Tang Zhan twisted his brow.

‘How could you?’

He understands Baek Chun and Chung Myung’s antics. Surprisingly often, a puppy is unaware of how frightening tigers are.

However, it is not Jo-Gol.

He, who was born in Sichuan, cannot be unaware of how terrifying the Sichuan Tang family is. Nonetheless, he is now declaring confidently that he will deal with Tang Zhan.

Tang Zhan saw no need for further discussion.

There is no more courtesy to spare. It is enough to forewarn everyone about the dangers of going up against the Tang family in Sichuan by relentlessly breaking Jo-Gol, which was the reason for coming here.

But there’s one more thing.

‘Don’t think about ending it in good health.’

Tang Zhan, who had vowed to return all insults he had received here to Jo-Gol, wore his green leather gloves solemnly.

The green leather gloves worn by the Sichuan Tang Family fighters are made of deer skin that has been treated with special drugs to prevent the poison from seeping in.

Wearing green leather gloves can also indicate that he is using poison, but it also indicates that he will not hold back when in the opponent’s presence.

Jo-Gol’s eyes are sunken as he looks at Tang Zhan.

The fight between the two started.

Everyone who looked at the scene kept their cool. But there was only one person who couldn’t maintain his cool.

Jo-Pyeong.

Jo-Pyeong nearly went insane the moment his son stepped forward.

‘Oh my goodness!’

Jo-Gol is taking the lead in dealing with Tang Zhan.

Tang Zhan is a person.

Among the terrifying Tang Family’s promising talent, he has been recognized for his outstanding talent. It was bizarre to watch his son Jo-Gol interact with such a person.

‘We must stop him!’

In Jo-eyes, Pyeong’s there was nothing to see. The fact that if he came forward and tried to protect Jo-Gol, the Tang Family’s wrath would fall on Sahaesanghweda is no longer in his mind.

“Tang Sohyup! This is important!” [Young Warrior]

The only solution is to conceal the situation.

But. At that time.

“Father!”

“…Gol-ah?”

Jo-Gol looks determinedly at Jo-Pyeong.

“Not only is this about Sahaesanghweda, but it’s also about Mount Hua.” Please trust me and be patient.”

“No, do you understand what you’re saying?”

Rustle.

Jo-Gol’s response came from his hand, not his mouth, as he stared at Tang Zhan with his sword drawn.

‘The Tang Family of Sichuan.’

Long ago, the Tang Family name was a symbol of fear and terror, as well as an impassable barrier; ever since he was born as the son of a Sichuan merchant family, the Sichuan Tang Family was like a celestial figure that was above his head.

But what about now?

‘It’s more fun to be scared.’

When you consider someone who drinks heavily behind him, Tang Zhan is nothing but a good boy; how can Jo-Gol, who has fought such a monster, lose to Tang Zhan?

What did he take away from Mount Hua?

‘There are so many that I can’t put them all into words.’

So he must demonstrate with this sword.

Tang Zhan was about to rush forward when he caught sight of Jo-Gol’s cold, sinking eyes.

“Brother.”

Tang Zhan returns his gaze.

“You don’t need a sword to capture chickens.” I’ll go.”

Tang Hao, his brother, walked forward, his teeth clenched.

“This is something I….”

“Righteous Sword does not appear; it does not look good when Hyung appears.”

Tang Zhan gave a slight nod.

Tang Zhan stepped back and whispered lowly, “It’s not wrong because it’s important for people to act according to their standards.”

“Never ever hold bacl.”

“Of course,”

Tang Hap reached for his sleeve in front of Jo-Gol.

Even if someone has never met a warrior of the Tang Family, they must have heard about the ceremony unique to Sichuan Tang Fanily; all Tang assassination comes from that sleeve.

“Tang Hao of the Tang Family of Sichuan.”

“Mount Hua’s Jo-Gol.”

Tang Hao’s gaze was ferocious.

Jo-Gol’s face is also in his memory; there’s no way he won’t recognize the Young Master of the Sahaesanghweda; they are taught from childhood to memorize all the faces of those they have to rule.

Jo-Gol, who had never even looked him in the eyes before, now dares to point a sword at him.

‘You jerk.’

He intended to render one of his arms useless.

Tang Hao lightly caressed the Umochim in his sleeve before scattering it like a beam of light.

Dozens of microscopic needles, barely visible to the naked eye, fire at Jo-Gol at breakneck speed.

‘What, it’s not that big of a deal, is it?’

Seeing Jo-Gol’s lack of response, Tang Hao inwardly cried out for joy.

He wouldn’t move properly after the Umochim hit him, and he’d……

“Huh?”

It was back then.

Paat!

Jo-Gol’s sword, which seemed unable to respond, moved at a breakneck pace.