“Kuak….”
Namgung Dowi was still groaning.
And the forever kind Chung Myung couldn’t just turn away from this scene, kindly patting the guy on the butt with his sheath.
Of course, the fact that he was the one who did this wasn’t forgotten.
“Are you fine?”
Chung Myung clicked his tongue,
“Why did you talk to me like that? Of course, you are a genius. A genius!”
But why?
A smile came to the lips of Chung Myung,
“You brat. If I gather all the geniuses I have seen so far and line them up. I can say two of the three people I thought were good came from Shaolin. What is so great about being a genius?”
Chung Myung continued to pat the butt of Namgung Dowi,
“A cheeky kid who knows nothing… no. No. Since Jin Geum-Ryong and Lee Song-Baek aren’t from my side, have you decided to ignore them? And you think my Dong-Ryong got beaten up easily? Forget me, you wouldn’t get up even if Dong-Rong slaps you!”
Hearing Chung Myung’s words, Baek Cheon smiled warmly.
‘I have never been beaten, you bastard!’
And stop calling me Dong-Ryong! Everyone else will know it now, you idiot!
“Ehh! Hear that? I think he is talking about sasuk?”
“Gul.”
“Yes, sasuk?”
“Shut that mouth. Open it if you want to die.”
“… Yes.”
Baek Cheon looked at Chung Myung with a red face.
‘But I feel good.’
He praised Namgung Dowi as a genius. But it seemed like Chung Myung’s thoughts about geniuses weren’t meant as a huge compliment.
Either that, or it was just him provoking Baek Cheon.
‘But the more I see him, the more I don’t know him.’
It felt like he was being swung around by Chung Myung here and there.
Anyway, seeing Namgung Dowi whimpering like a dog on the floor was a nice feeling.
“Kuak…”
Namgung Dowi staggered and got up as he looked at Chung Myung with red eyes.
“You… you… fucking dog bastard!”
And he cursed. Being hit and falling down could be tolerated.
When fighting, this was only inevitable, and one would have to endure it. Even if his limbs and neck were cut off, he wouldn’t have been this resentful.
But it was unforgivable to kick the groin of someone in front of so many people. Rumors would spread unless he did something to erase the sight from the crowd’s eyes.
This was an unforgettable disgrace for him, the one who would become the next head of the family. When he thought about what this meant, it felt like his mind was being flooded with anger.
“I will kill you!”
When Namgung Dowi screamed, unable to contain his anger, Chung Myung giggled,
“Upset?”
“You…you fucking dog!”
“Hehehehe.”
Chung Myung smiled and raised his sword,
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ROMHS Chap 151 - 350
ActionThe 13th disciple of the Mount Hua Sect, one of the greatest third generation swordsmen, the Plum Blossom Sword Saint: Chung Myung. After defeating the Heavenly Demon and ending his reign of chaos, Chung Myung breathed his last on the summit of the...
