Return of Mount Hua Sect

I'm the owner, so why apologize? (2)

Kwadang!

Yang-gyeong's body twitched and convulsed as blood spurted from her nose like a fountain.

The minds of those who had been staring blankly at the scene for a long time began to return.

'What did I see?'

'… … Oh my gosh.'

Cheoldam Lake Yanggyeong.

It cannot be said that it is very famous in the whole of Gangho, but it is quite famous in Honam. He was not a Korean-American enough to ignore the blue and white group he was in.

By the way… … .

'In one room?'

'No, wait, you kicked people in the face right now?'

'Is Cheoldamho that easy?'

'Is this okay?'

When a person sees such an absurd sight, he cannot even dare to judge whether he is right or wrong.

The fact that Qingming destroyed the Cheoldam Lake with a single blow and the fact that the volcano's most famous swordsman, the Volcano Divine Dragon, threw away the visitors, blew away the minds of those who watched.

"Hey… … . hey crazy... … .”

Jo-Gal opened her mouth, stuttering as if she couldn't get a word out.

The disciples of Hwasan who stood behind him did not say anything and only looked at the blue sky, but their pupils were shaking.

'That madman.'

'Ouch, it's Cheongmyung. He really doesn't look back and hits him.'

'What the heck did he grow up like that?'

Fortunately, the other disciples were able to finish at a startling level, but Jo Girl couldn't.

“Oh, no… … . No, you idiot... … . Wow… … really… … .”

Seeing Jo-Geul gasping for breath, Cheong-Myeong said calmly.

"execution."

"Yes? Yes?"

“Get that bastard out immediately and sprinkle salt on him.”

“… … .”

“No bad luck at the banquet. ttt!”

Yes, Chung Myung-ah. Emotionally, I completely agree.

But… … !

“What if I expel a person who came as a guest? You bastard!”

“The customer is a bitch! I've never received anything like that as a guest!"

“No, no matter what is going on, grasp the situation and beat it! You bastard, why do you always move your feet before your head?”

“At least I was bullshit. I'm listening to all the bullshit that I'm supposed to do, it hurts my ears."

That's right! What that bastard did is bullshit!

But that... … . Wow… … .

“Papa, apologize quickly!”

"Why?"

“You shouldn’t have to apologize if you blame a customer! Of course I want to be the owner!”

Cheongmyung asked, 'What new bullshit is this?' I looked at Jo-Gal with a smirking face.

“No, I’m the owner, so why apologize?”

“Aren’t those who came to congratulate the inauguration of the Cheonwoo League?”

“No, that’s why the yangban came to celebrate, and I’m the owner, so why am I apologizing?”

“… … .”

I didn't know where to start and how to explain it. In the end, Jo-Geul, unable to speak up, just stood there blankly. Qingming said calmly once again.

“If you’re a guest, you’re Nabal, and you talk bullshit, you should be beaten.”

To be honest, Jo Girl felt like she wanted to applaud. The clear stream of Shimsan Yugok flows in my throat.

But isn't he the one to fix, not the one to enjoy?

“Hey, I can’t do that anymore!”

"Yes?"

He said with a blue tired face.

“Aren’t those who came to celebrate the formation of the Meng? Then treat it well and send it back. … .”

"What?"

Cheongmyung tilted his head as if it was really strange.

“Aren’t you an idiot?”

“… … Huh?"

“We are the captain, so why are we noticing?”

“… … .”

Cheongmyung twisted his face.

“No, I didn’t make a blind if other people would notice! If that's the case, we'd be better off just living in the volcano and doing what we want! I became stronger because I made a blind man, so why do I have to look at other people's eyes? This is a blind man I made to smash all the bastards I don’t like!”

what? Was it really that way?

No, even if it was made for that reason, what would you do if you put it into words in front of all these people, you idiot!

“If you’re squeamish, just shut up! Kill them all!”

“… … .”

I thought you already knew. No, I thought I knew enough.

But sometimes, quite often, you realize it.

'This bastard is crazy beyond imagination. Very back.'

It was impossible to know whether this was really thinking and moving, or whether it was thinking after moving. The problem is that either way is scary.

"Ugh… … . turn it off... … .”

At that time, Cheoldamho Yanggyeong, who had been sunk to the floor, got up trembling.

No matter how small or small they are, it doesn't make any sense for a member of the family to be kicked and blown away by the third disciple. But now, not only the disciples of the volcano, but everyone was not so surprised by the fact.

Because the Volcano Divine Dragon is the one who beats even the elders of the shaman in the first place.

"this… … . profit!"

Yang-kyung moaned while clutching her nose, which was dripping with blood.

Fortunately, he couldn't see his face. If he had seen the bruises in the shape of large footprints on his face, he might have fainted.

"this… … God damn it!”

With blood in his eyes, he glared at Qingming. The people around them swallowed dry saliva as they spewed out vicious blood as if they were about to attack.

However, the person receiving the gaze did not seem to think so.

“What are you twisting? Aren't your eyes pretty? Definitely just!”

Primitive Heaven. No matter how you look at it, this bastard is not a guru.

Please do something! please!

Yang-kyung clenched her teeth, suppressing Chi-mi's anger. Just by looking at his trembling fists, he could easily guess how much he was enduring aging.

"this!"

He cried out in anger.

"this! How is the volcano dealing with other sects? this?!"

His eyes gleamed again at his cry.

“No, but what is that bastard really trying to do?”

“Hold on, Cheong Myung! No more!”

“You bastard, if we lose more here, there will be no turning back!”

"catch! Get that bastard!”

The disciples rushed in, grabbed Qingmyeong and stretched out.

“Let it go! don't you put this Don’t be sure!”

The volcanic god roaring as if it was about to jump right out and the volcanic disciples stretching out holding him.

It's a very ordinary daily life in a volcano, but everyone who saw this sight for the first time had no choice but to doubt their eyes.

'Isn't this the Taoist Gate?'

'At this point, Tae Sang-no will also lie down?'

'Was the Volcano God Dragon like that?'

'But what kind of weasel catches people and hangs?'

It was the moment when the reality of the volcano, which can be said to be the most famous sect in the world, and the volcanic divine dragon, who are expected to be the best in the world, were revealed to the world.

“No, let it go. I won't sell it. Oh, I’m not a fan!”

“Then you’re going to beat it!”

“When did I ever say I’m not a fan? Have you ever said two things with one mouth?”

“There are so many, you bastard!”

“Uh, okay?”

Yang-gyeong, who looked at the sheep in an absurd way, could not stand aging and shouted that his throat would burst.

“Are you kidding me now?”

At that thunderous voice, the volcano disciples turned to Yanggyeong.

“I will tell the truth about today’s events to my strong fellow students! Volcanoes persecute the powerless! They say that they are so ignorant that they persecute the guests who came to celebrate.”

Cheongmyeong snorted.

"Please."

“There is no use in regretting! I will never accept an apology!”

“Because it is.”

“Again, never… … .”

“Ah, I don’t know what to say!”

Qingming rolled his eyes.

“Do whatever you want, you gentleman! Who dried it?”

“… … .”

Yanggyeong flinched and lost her words. At this point, of course, I thought it would come in a little folded, but I was embarrassed when I shouted it again.

'What the hell is this bastard?'

If you have even the slightest thought, you can't know how big an accident you've had. A person who has made a mistake with blood on his head will soon realize the aftermath of what he has done and withdraw.

But, even after committing such a thing, isn't this guy getting a bit more temper than shrinking?

“Hey, can you handle the aftermath of this?”

“Why are you worried about that? It’s up to me to figure it out.”

“… … .”

“He is a very kind person. Why are you worried about us? and! If you're going to be that kind, you'll be kind right from the start! Why are you here pretending to be nice, disgusting? Drain the blood straight from the head!”

haha.

Our Qingming has also improved a lot. You don't wake up and only draw blood.

“It’s over, so turn it off. Do whatever you want, wherever you want.”

Things didn't go as smoothly as he had hoped, so Yang-gyeong looked back to ask for help. It was to gather the opinions of the people gathered here.

However, those who made eye contact with him secretly smirked and turned away from his gaze. It's like you don't want to be involved anymore.

'Oh, no... … Why?'

Aren't they the ones who had raised their voices on his side a while ago? But why are you turning away from your gaze now?

This was because Yang-gyeong overlooked one fact.

Those who have gathered here have already realized the power of the volcano. Nevertheless, the reason they were able to raise their voices a while ago was because they had a guess that the volcano would never come out forcibly on them, even because of face or events.

However, that guess flew away with a single kick of Qingming.

Huashan is no longer a small sect of Shaanxi.

In terms of force, it may not yet reach the level of the old file room, but in terms of influence, it could not be compared with any other sect of the old file room.

What kind of sect in the world can make the two clans that rule Sae-oe bow their heads?

"this… … .”

When the situation took a turn for the worse, Yang-gyeong, who was in a corner, clenched her teeth.

“Then, can it be said that Hwasan protects the clans other than Sae-eup, not the clans in Jungwon?”

And he pulled out his secret weapon.

If you are a member of the middle school, you will not be able to easily answer this question. When it starts to be said that the sect of Jungwon protects the clans other than Saeeu, this can be fatal to the clans' reputation.

However, the answer that followed was completely beyond the expectations of Yang Kyung.

“Then what will you do?”

“… … .”

Yang's eyes trembled.

“Well then, the volcano is now… … .”

“No, this gentleman has been asking questions about things that make his mouth hurt. What did you guys do for us, do I have to protect you with Binggung and the Beast Palace?”

“… … .”

“It’s a new high school and Nabal, what’s important! Somewhere in front of me, just one more time, savage or anything else. It will peel off the skin very cleanly!”

“Hey, this dance-like… … .”

“What, Mudo? Ha, well spoken. Can you show me what I'm crazy about?"

The disciples of the volcano, who had relaxed a little, were startled again and stretched out, holding onto the blue sky.

"Ah! Don't keep touching the kid!"

“Gee, can’t you see that you shouldn’t do that now!”

“Bounce! Quickly!"

The disciples of Hwasan, who understood that there would be no answer by drying Qingming in the first place, shouted at Yanggyeong urgently.

It was at that time when Yang-gyeong, not knowing what to do, was running around.

“What’s going on?”

The middle class hurriedly split left and right at the low voice. And along the way, Hyeonjong slowly walked out.

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