"Hmm?"
Namgung Hwang turned his head.
It was because he had felt a huge wave of qi from the inn.
'Who is it?'
If it was the owner of such a great prayer, he could not not know.
'Is it Wudang? No, it's too sharp. To say it's Huashan, the scent of Taoism is too strong. It's not Kunlun either... Hmm! It's still a young kid!'
Namgung Hwang, who had confird Cho Myung's face, showed great interest.
How could he not be curious when a kid who looked to be in his late teens was emitting a stronger energy than anyone in the Divine Martial Stage?
Namgung Hwang slowly turned towards the inn.
It was at this ti that Cho Myung, who was inside the inn, was taking a step towards the window.
'Why did you do that? Why! For what reason!'
The question that had welled up from the bottom of his chest made Cho Myung even more furious.
No matter how much he tried to forget and live, he could never forget.
The terrible mories were pressed deep in his chest, but they would suddenly pop out.
Because it was a question that must be asked.
Because they were people he must face soday. And it was also a fate that must be resolved.
Because he could not live his whole life with such mories suppressed.
"Myung, you have to be strong to protect your grandfather and big brothers and be happy."
A voice full of worry held Cho Myung back.
"It's not enough to just be strong in body. You have to be strong in mind too. You have to be able to be calm in the face of anger. That's how you can protect your happiness. If you lose your mind, everyone in the clinic will be in danger."
It was Hua Yunhui's voice.
It was full of worry, but it was not calm, nor did it feel dignified. But Hua Yunhui's words turned Cho Myung around.
"......Big brother."
"Old Man Ban said so. He said to say that if you show a seizure-like appearance like you are now."
"My master...?"
"Yes, your master told . I don't know what's going on, but sit down and tell ."
Cho Myung, who had nodded his head.
But he did not sit down.
He did not turn his head towards Namgung Hwang outside the window, but he was clenching his two fists. While clearly feeling the presence of Namgung Hwang, who was getting closer.
At this ti, Tang Xiulian got up from her seat.
"Young master, I don't know what's going on, but if sothing happens here, the Tang family and the clinic could also get into trouble."
Tang Xiulian said that and then ran out of the inn. While madly thinking about how to make an excuse in her head.
Namgung Hwang, who was turning his horse's head and slowly approaching.
When Tang Xiulian suddenly ran out of the inn, the martial artists of the Namgung family kicked the backs of their horses and shot out.
"Stand back."
Namgung Hwang's low command.
Those who were rushing towards Tang Xiulian kicked the air and turned their bodies in a circle and returned to the backs of their horses.
"I am Tang Xiulian, a mber of the Divine Martial Stage. I apologize for the disturbance."
Tang Xiulian cupped her fists and bowed her head.
Namgung Hwang, who had taken his eyes off Cho Myung, who was turning his back inside the inn, gave his gaze to Tang Xiulian.
"Are you from the Tang family?"
"Yes. That's right."
"Who is that child?"
"He is the disciple of the Fighting Demon."
"The Fighting Demon? Is it the Fighting Demon I know?"
"It probably is."
"Then what is the reason for showing anger towards ?"
"He said he mistook you for the Sword Saint of Huashan."
Tang Xiulian, who had been thinking that Cho Myung's master was the Fighting Demon, had luckily thought of an excuse.
"......!"
Namgung Hwang, who was distorted with bewildernt.
Co to think of it, he had heard that the Fighting Demon had been defeated by Li Yancheng of Huashan without even being able to receive a single sword strike.
Namgung Hwang turned his head and stared at Cho Myung, who was still turning his back, once, and then quickly lost interest.
There were already many words about whose sword was superior between him and Li Yancheng of Huashan. In such a situation, if he were to face a re disciple of a person who could not even receive a single sword strike from Li Yancheng, it would be a laughingstock of the world.
Namgung Hwang turned his horse's head.
"If the daughter of the Tang family hangs out with the disciple of the Fighting Demon, there will be many words."
"He is the younger brother of the person who will be my husband."
"......?"
Namgung Hwang, who was just about to leave, turned his head and looked down at Tang Xiulian.
"Does the head of the Tang family also know?"
"Yes."
Namgung Hwang, who showed a slight interest at Tang Xiulian's answer.
The child called the disciple of the Fighting Demon must have learned the internal energy of the Taoist lineage. And it was an extraordinary one, enough to be called a divine art.
The Fighting Demon, who had clearly realized his own limits, must have obtained it so that his disciple would not follow in his footsteps.
A hidden dragon with a high potential to surprise the world in the future.
Such a hidden dragon and the fate of the Tang family.
Was it a coincidence?
There are no coincidences for the heads of families.
Everything is a calculation for the family.
"I see. Tell that kid to be careful. Because that person from Huashan has a personality that does not know forgiveness."
"Thank you for your forgiveness."
"If the Tang family cos out into the world, it will surely occupy a place in the alliance of the families, so we will not be strangers then."
"I am also looking forward to it."
"You have a bold personality. I'll rember it."
"Thank you."
Tang Xiulian bowed her head to the back of the departing Namgung Hwang.
Anyone who saw it would think it was a sight of extre respect.
A mont later, Tang Xiulian, who had returned to the inn, sat down facing Cho Myung.
"I made an excuse that you had mistaken him for the Sword Saint of Huashan."
"Yes."
Cho Myung also knew.
Who his master, Old Man Ban, had lost to. But he had no feelings of anger or resentnt towards him.
Because Old Man Ban had not left any words of revenge for his defeat. It was because he had wanted Cho Myung to be faithful only to his own life.
Tang Xiulian watched Cho Myung, who was just sitting blankly, for a long ti and then asked.
"Can't I ask what's going on?"
She had to know for what reason he had shown such anger to the Sword Saint of the Blue Sky.
But Cho Myung was asking instead of answering.
"In Tianlian. Is there also a hunchbacked old man?"
"The Iron Bone Divine Beggar is a hunchback."
"There's a grandfather monk, a grandmother monk, and a Taoist grandfather too?"
"Yes. They are the Six Orthodox Heavens."
"The Six Orthodox Heavens..."
In Cho Myung's mind, who was muttering, the angry face of Dugu Wujung ca to mind.
- These old things are trying to kill you and this sovereign together. The so-called Ten Orthodox Heavens couldn't do anything to this sovereign even with a joint attack... Are you going to use a child as a sacrifice to kill this sovereign! You detestable and atrocious things! The salvation of all living things? What a load of bullshit!
"The Ten Orthodox Heavens..."
"That's right. Originally, they were called the Ten Orthodox Heavens, aning the ten heavens of the Orthodox Faction, but four of them passed away when they faced the Immortal Divine Demon. So now they are called the Six Orthodox Heavens."
At Tang Xiulian's explanation, Cho Myung's face hardened even more.
"What on earth is going on... young master?"
Cho Myung suddenly got up.
And he said to Hua Yunhui.
"Big brother, let's go back to the inn."
"You have to tell the reason, don't you?"
"You said that even if I did nothing wrong, even if it was a fair fight, the clinic would be at a disadvantage. You said the arm bends inwards! The people of the world will also have their arms bend inwards! Only I, only I will beco a bad guy! The clinic, and my big brothers, sister, and grandfather will all be cursed!"
"Myung...!"
"I don't know. Why it becos like that. I really don't know!"
Cho Myung grabbed his head and was confused.
Tang Xiulian gestured to Hua Yunhui, soothed Cho Myung, and returned to the inn they had booked.
And until Tang Xiulian entered Tianlian the next day, Cho Myung did not take a single step out of the guest room.
The way back to the Hua Family Clinic in Sichuan.
The carriage moved leisurely in the full autumn weather.
Cho Myung and Hua Yunhui in the carriage quietly looked out of the window.
Since Cho Myung had been serious since the day before, Hua Yunhui did not even talk to him. After about an hour, Cho Myung opened his mouth.
"Big brother."
"Yeah?"
"I think I really don't know much."
How could the people who had done such a cruel thing to a young child be revered as the heavens of the Orthodox Faction?
What would happen with his sister-in-law, who was learning martial arts from them?
He had been constantly asking himself since he had seen Namgung Hwang, but he could not find an answer.
"There is no one who knows everything."
"You don't not know about yourself, do you? Everyone knows what kind of world they are living in, right?"
"Well, I don't know what kind of world I'm living in either."
"No, you know well, big brother. And so does big brother Cheong. I think only I don't know, only ."
It was not just disappointnt, but a seriously depressed appearance.
Hua Yunhui, who did not know what was causing Cho Myung to be like that, just made a difficult face and in the end, could not say anything.
"What kind of world am I really living in?"
At the end of those words, Cho Myung did not say anything.
Only the voice of the Taoist master, Yolyo, was echoing in his head.
- Do not find it difficult. If you see with your eyes, hear with your ears, and act with your body, you will eventually reach the principle.
***
Hua Family Clinic, An County, Sichuan Province.
Hua Yunhui and Cho Myung, who had returned after a long journey.
But unlike the clinic family who welcod them, Cho Myung's expression was just dark.
Cho Myung, who had greeted them roughly, shut himself in Longevity Hall and did not co out.
Everyone asked Hua Yunhui what had happened.
Hua Yunhui told them about Cho Myung's appearance at the inn that day. Along with the explanation that he also did not know why Cho Myung had been like that.
Only Jeok Yorap knew why Cho Myung was like that.
That cruel incident that Cho Myung had experienced.
And that the ones who had committed that act were the Six Orthodox Heavens.
'Ha, he just said he would take the young lady of the Tang family, but to think he would see them! Is it a fate that he will be entangled with them sohow?'
Jeok Yorap paced with a face full of worry and then entered Longevity Hall.
Cho Myung was sitting blankly on the bed with his knees drawn up.
"Are you okay?"
"Grandfather."
"Yes, tell . If it's sothing your grandfather can do, I'll listen to anything."
"I thought I could just live happily here. I wanted to live happily and joyfully with my grandfather, big brothers, sister, and the head of the pharmacy."
"You can live like that, can't you?"
"Yes. But they were closer than I thought. Those grandfathers, they are really close. I don't know when I'll run into them again. And if they recognize , I don't know what will happen not only to , but also to the Tang family and the clinic."
If only he were not here, nothing would have happened, as it had been for the past three years. So wouldn't it be better for him to disappear?
Cho Myung was having such a thought.
"I... shouldn't I leave the clinic?"
Cho Myung looked at him.
It was a face that was about to cry.
Because he was sad, and because he was resentful and angry.
He was so angry that he was sad, so much so that tears were about to co out.
"Myung..."
Jeok Yorap felt sorry for Cho Myung.
That ridiculous and terrible incident, and even though he was so far away, a life that was not free from them, he was so resentful of himself for not being able to do anything.
It was at this ti that a person ca in.
It was Hua Sochen.
She ca straight and sat on the edge of Cho Myung's bed.
"Do you rember what I said on the day I first saw you here?"
"What did you say?"
"The words that I didn't want to lose to the martial artists. That I didn't want to give up the clinic because I was scared of the people who had done that to my grandfather and parents."
"I rember."
"Yes, Myung has a good mory and is smart."
"......"
"I really don't want to lose. I can't kick my younger brother out of the house just because they are scary."
"It's not that you're kicking out, sister."
"If I don't hold onto you, it's the sa as doing that in the end."
"But..."
"Let's fight together."
"......!"
"I don't know martial arts. I can't fight with my fists. But I can cheer for you to win."
"Sister..."
"If you leave the clinic, you're losing without even fighting. Old Man Ban will be very disappointed."
"My master..."
"I'll always be close to you and cheer for you. To win, to never lose. So don't lose. Don't ever lose, for the sake of Old Man Ban."
"I won't lose. I don't want to lose. My master could have lived longer. He could have been happier with us. If only they, those people, hadn't made it so that he couldn't live. Sister, I also don't like being defeated. I don't want to be defeated again. But the clinic... the clinic might be hard because of ."
"Yes, the clinic might be hard, and soone might get seriously hurt. But Myung. You shouldn't run away just because you're scared of that. That's not just losing, it's surrendering. You're not living even if you're alive."
"Surrendering?"
"Yes, that's surrendering. Old Man Ban fought even with that body. It was to not surrender. He eventually passed away, but he was able to pass away with a smile because he had shown you the appearance of fighting without surrendering. You are the disciple of Old Man Ban, so you must never forget his teachings."
"I also... I also don't want to surrender. I want to fight because I don't want to be a good kid anymore."
"Then fight. Everyone will be cheering for you, so fight to your heart's content."
"Really, is it really okay?"
"Of course it is. You are my younger brother, and the grandson of this grandfather, and a family with all of us. So don't even think of leaving your family. Got it?"
"Yes. I will. I will."
Cho Myung nodded his head vigorously.
Then Hua Sochen raised her hand and slapped Cho Myung's back with a sound.
"If you've co to your senses, go and wash up and eat! Sleep well and you have to go and dig for herbs from tomorrow. And train harder."
"I will."
Cho Myung lifted his head and smiled.
Hua Sochen also smiled back.
Jeok Yorap, who was watching from the side, stroked his chest and thought of Ban Nahan.
'Big brother, Cho Myung is only eight years old. He's not ready to face them yet. So please take care of him a little more from there.'
(End of Chapter)
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