Chapter 1094: I May Have Gone a Bit Too Far With My Words (Part 4)

"Nice words. Yeah, nice words."

Chung Myung lay sprawled on the floor with a bottle of liquor in his hand, mumbling leisurely.

"Going together, matching our steps. Of course, those are good words. But..."

Glug, glug, glug.

The liquor flowed smoothly down his throat.

"Kahaha! This is killing me!"

Pulling the bottle forcefully from his mouth, he examined it in his hands.

"Is it because the water here so good? The liquor goes down smoothly too."

Chung Myung, who happily continued his drink for a while, soon wore a solemn expression again and spoke.

"No, but think about it. No matter how hard we try to match steps, can a person really match their steps with a slug? Impossible, right?"

"..."

"So, at least do the minimum. At least that much. Huh? You have to at least treat them like human beings, whether it's stepping forward together or holding hands? But no matter how you look at it, they're not human. How am I supposed to drag them along?"

Chung Myung turned his head slightly and asked.

"Is that not it?"

"..."

"Don't you agree?"

"Uhh..."

But the response that came back was not an answer, but a dying groan.

Baek Cheon, covered in dirt, glared at Chung Myung with eyes full of resentment.

Glug, glug, glug.

However, Chung Myung paid him no attention, drinking his liquor vigorously.

"Kueeeee!"

He pulled the bottle from his mouth, let out a long sigh, and clicked his tongue.

"So, we need to at least make them into human babies. That way, they can do something."

"You... son of a..."

"Ghosts... What the hell... Why won't they take that bastard?"

"...No, now I just want them to take the country. Anywhere without that bastard is heaven..."

The Five Swords, more tattered than when they fought in Hangzhou, were uttering harsh curses.

Behind them, in a similar state... no, looking more miserable, Im Sobyeong, on the brink of death, opened his mouth with a voice that seemed to be fading away.

"No... I, I... No, I... Why..."

The Five Swords looked back at Im Sobyeong with bitter gazes.

"Haven't you heard?"

"What..."

"Now, the sects under the Heavenly Comrade Alliance are moving forward with Mount Hua."

"But that..."

Yoo Iseol said with a sullen face.

"Because we're friends. Equal treatment. Equal training."

"..."

"So, Nokrim rolls. Like Mount Hua."

"I... I am sick..."

"The sick roll too."

"Does that even make sense?"

The ones protesting with dying voices were not the Nokrim members, but the Tang Family members who were rolling together with them.

A hazy moisture appeared in the eyes of those who twisted their bodies in frustration.

Mount Hua's Chivalrous Sword, Mount Hua's Chivalrous Sword, they had only heard about him. No, they had seen him with their own eyes, but they thought that person's brilliance had nothing to do with the Tang Family.

From early morning, barging in out of the blue and shouting, 'From today, I'll be in charge of your training. If you feel wronged, go complain to Tang Gaju,' what kind of law was that?

And where was Tang Gunak, who should've prevented this, that there's been no sign of him since morning?

Resistance?

Of course, they tried. It was more like timid resistance than rebellion, but still.

However, the Tang Zhan who was bravely trying to persuade Chung Myung was kicked away and thrown into the icy Yangtze River, and any talk of resistance or opposition immediately disappeared from them.

"Hey..."

At that moment, Namgung Dowi, who had been silent, raised his hand gently.

"Why?"

"Can I ask a question?"

"Go ahead."

Namgung Dowi cautiously looked around and then spoke.

"We were gathered earlier... You said we're going together now, right?"

"That's right."

"However, what does that have to do with this training? Oh, of course, we, the Namgung Family, have no complaints, but I thought the Tang Family and Nokrim sect might have different circumstances."

"Oh, this?"

Chung Myung, making a sound of contemplation, nodded after a moment.

"If you want an explanation, I'll give you one."

At that, The Five Swords widened their eyes.

"Explanation... from him?"

"That bastard?"

"He's... is the sun rising from the west?"

It was a well-deserved reaction. This was because Chung Myung was a person that would only explain things when he felt like it and ignored it when he found it bothersome.

To find the proper reaction from Chung Myung at this moment, it would probably be, 'If you criticize me, I should criticize you. What kind of guy with no blood on his head is rolling his eyes and asking questions?' A guy like that can explain things so obediently?

In the confusion, Tang Soso quietly interjected.

"He paid a lot of money."

"Ah..."

With that one word, the Five Swords nodded in understanding. Yeah, he paid a lot. Innocent until proven guilty, guilty until proven innocent. This dirty world...

Anyways, Chung Myung shrugged his shoulders and continued.

"I figured it out."

"...Yes? What are you talking about?"

Chung Myung forcefully slammed the bottle onto the table. Twin flames sparked in his eyes.

"Those Demonic Sect bastards are eagerly waiting for that Heavenly Demon brat to return with their eyes turning red! And that Jang Ilso, like a little bastard, is waggin his tongue trying to do something in Gangbuk!"

"..."

"I was just fixated on Mount Hua."

Chung Myung flicked his eyes around the people groaning in front of him.

"With so many ingredients(?) like this."

At a glance, it seemed like the flames were burning in Chung Myung's eyes. No, maybe that was actually the case.

"What does it mean to go together?"

"...To be of one mind..."

"That bastard, that thing! Look at him spouting the same old nonsense as if he's afraid his parents are around!"

Bang!

Chung Myung slammed the table with the palm of his hand, glaring.

"Going together means sharing responsibility! It's joint accountability!"

"...."

"In the past, Mount Hua took all the poison. But when you think about it, there was no reason to! No, is it Mount Hua's fault that we can't stop those Demonic Cult bastards? You guys are also responsible."

"Oh, no...."

It's a valid point, but... that's...

Chung Myung suddenly chuckled.

"We should go together. Ah, we should go together. But why should only Mount Hua's people suffer? Everyone should see hell equally, see their deceased grandfather briefly, and share the burden equally."

"Oh, no. That's..."

"My grandfather is still alive...."

Just when the Nokrim members and the Tang Family members were about to protest.

Clap clap clap clap clap.

A resounding applause came from beside them.

The once dying Mount Hua members had suddenly regained their vigor, standing up and sending enthusiastic applause to Chung Myung.

Then, wiping away tears that hadn't even come out yet, they continuously praised him in a wet voice.

"It was a touching speech."

"I'm not usually a person who sheds tears, but now my tears won't stop."

"I agree!"

Those bastards...

Although the Nokrim members and the Tang Family people glared at the Mount Hua disciples as if they were crazy, the gaze of Namgung Dowi, who had asked the question, was fixed on Chung Myung.

"That... That means..."

"Right."

Chung Myung nodded.

"Even if people want to run together, they should at least be able to keep pace. When that bishop popped up in Gangnam this time, how many people were able to fight there?"

Chung Myung's eyes were fixed on the Tang Family.

"From the Tang Family, one."

The Tang Family members were never belittled for their skills, but the situation in Gangnam was different this time. Considering what happened there, among the Tang Family members, only Tang Gunak seemed capable of playing an active role in Hangzhou.

Chung Myung's gaze turned to Im Sobyeong.

"From the Nokrim clan, one."

Unlike the Tang Family, Im Sobyeong boldly raised his chin.

"Bandits are all like that! What more do you want?"

Chung Myung, who was looking at Im Sobyeong with a face full of disdain, turned his head to Namgung Dowi.

"From the Namgung Family, one."

"...."

"That's a half-hearted response."

Namgung Doyi lowered his head.

If it were before the Plum Blossom Island incident when Namgung Hwang and the elders were alive, the situation would be different. But the current Namgung Dowi couldn't deny those words.

It was unfair, but Namgung Dowi knew that the unfairness couldn't make up for the lack of skill.

"But, what? Heavenly Comrade Alliance? Comraaaaaaaaaade? Frienduuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu?"

Chung Myung blinked his eyes.

"That friend is a frozen friend. Try having Demonic Sect bastards attack during this time. They'll probably say, 'Well, we'll be cheering you enthusiastically from behind, so go solve it, Mount Hua.' while clapping from behind. These bastards!"

"...."

"Do you think I want to see that?"

Chung Myung's madness reached its peak.

"This time, I definitely won't die alone! If I die, we'll definitely die together, and if I live, we'll live together! When Mount Hua goes down, you guys are going down with us. That's what friends are!"

"...Chung Myung. That doesn't seem right...."

"Ah, Sahyung is noisy!"

Yoon Jong and Jo Gol looked at each other for a moment.

"Did you open your mouth?"

"No?"

"...."

"Anyway!"

Chung Myung shouted with a burst of energy, glaring fiercely.

"Tang Clan!"

The Tang Family members flinched and cringed.

"Namgung!"

Namgung Dowi lowered his head deeply.

"And these bandit bastards!"

"...No. Please don't discriminate, and at least call us the Nokrim...."

Im Sobyeong's protest fell on deaf ears to Chung Myung.

"I'll make you at least pay for your food before those bastards from the Evil Tyrant Alliance or the Demonic Cult come in, so just shut up and train as I tell you."

"Um, excuse me..."

At that moment, the Tang family's leader Tang Pae raised his hand timidly.

"What?"

"Well... I know it might be hard for you to understand, but the Sichuan Tang Family focuses on poison and secret weapons as our main martial arts, so our training methods are different from regular martial artists. So, we usually practice independently..."

The moment the Nokrim members heard that, their eyes lit up with hope as they looked at the head of the Tang family. However, Chung Myung shattered that hope with a single blow.

"It's fine."

"Huh?"

"I said it's fine."

"...Uh, no. I mean..."

"This is what the Tang Family Lord agreed to, so just be quiet."

Tang Pae hung his head low. Tang Gaju-nim must have sold off his disciples since they hadn't seen him since dawn.

"Don't worry."

Chung Myung looked at everyone with eyes full of enthusiasm.

"It takes me a while to find the problems, but I'm someone with a lot of experience in solving them. So... six months. Before that six months is up, I'll turn all of you into proper human babies without missing a single one."

"..."

"Only then will we truly be..."

A very gentle smile spread across Chung Myung's lips.

"Real friends."

At that moment, everyone had only one question in mind: Can the word 'friend' really be used in such a way?

"Now, let's begin..."

At that moment, Im Sobyeong raised his hand abruptly. His eyes gleamed with hostility.

"What? I won't accept complaints..."

"It's not that!"

When Chung Myung tilted his head in confusion, Im Sobyeong shouted with a voice full of malice.

"When will the Beast Palace and Ice Palace come?"

"..."

"They should become friends too. They're also members of the Heavenly Comrade Alliance!"

Impressed by the determination not to die alone, Chung Myung sincerely admired Im Sobyeong.

"...Indeed, he's from the Evil Sect. Different breed."

Everyone silently agreed with that statement.

"Well, I'll take care of that myself."

Chung Myung chuckled as he stood up from his seat.

"Now, let's get started. The process of becoming real friends. Hehehehe."

Upon seeing that smile, those present seriously considered leaving the alliance.

Very seriously.