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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect Chapter 1075

Episode 1075 Who made a mistake? (5)

“Hahahahahahaha!”

One who bursts into laughter like crazy, and another who bows his head in despair. There could be no clearer sight than this to separate the winners from the losers.

No matter what the situation, the world’s attention is ultimately drawn to the winner. However, at this moment, what caught the eyes of those present was not Jang Il-so, who was laughing like crazy, but Mangeum Godfather, with his shoulders slumped in front of him.

Mangeum Loan Gongyawol. The orb of the black ghost that completely dominates the west side of Gangnam. One of the leaders of the Shinjuo clan and a swordsman representing the Sa Sect.

The name that once graced the powerhouse is falling apart. The glory and fear that came with that name will remain only as a faded memory. Because Gangho is that kind of place to begin with.

Mangeumdaebu slowly raised his head. And he looked at Jang Il-so looking down at him. There was no longer any resentment or anger in his eyes. What was in his eyes, which even rejected remorse, was just a question.

“⋯⋯.From the beginning.”

My mouth opened and a hoarse voice came out.

“Did you know from the beginning?”

“of course.”

“⋯⋯.How?”

Jang Il-so burst out laughing. As if she was dumbfounded.

“That’s such an obvious question.”

The voice was too cold to be the generosity of a winner, and too sharp to be sympathy for the loser.

“Because you are the godfather of all gold.”

“⋯⋯.”

“Do we need any more reasons than that?”

A word that cannot be called an answer. But the moment he heard those words, Mangeumdaebu was simply convinced.

“⋯⋯..yeah.”

Godfather Mangeum laughed helplessly.

“I guess no more reason was needed…”

If the opponent shows weakness, stab him. That was a very natural thing for Safa, and even more natural for Mangeumdaebu. Looking back, it was such a simple thing…

“⋯⋯.Was it a trap set from the beginning?”

“No way.”

Jang Il-so puts a sneer on his lips.

“No matter how much it is me, I can’t expect those demonic bastards to run amok.”

“From then on…”

Godfather Mangeum looked at Jang Il-so with empty eyes.

“How did you call Brother Cheonmyeon?”

That was the last question left for Mangeum Godfather.

Even if Jang Il-so had predicted all of this, if Master Cheon-myeon had not come here in person, such a meaningless incident would not have happened.

He was cautious. He repeatedly checked to see if Jang Il-so had any hidden troops in his room, and approached with the feeling of pounding on a stone bridge to see if Jang Il-so had left any of his strength to spare.

However, I could not have imagined that Hao Wen’s Thousand Faces would arrive here. After all, wasn’t it the Cheonmyeon investigation that was most uncooperative with Jang Il-so?

Jang Il-so slowly turned his head and looked at Brother Cheon-myeon, who had a scary appearance.

“I’m asking so desperately, but I guess I should at least give you an answer.”

“It’s not difficult, Ryeonju.”

Brother Cheonmyeon answered. It was a voice that was not excessive, but clearly contained examples. He looked down at Mangeumdaebu with cold eyes, completely different from when he looked at Jang Ilso.

Godfather Mangeum bit his lip. Even though I know that the author is not Wei Chung, I still can’t tell them apart based on appearance alone. If it weren’t for those frosty eyes, I might have believed that Wei Chung had betrayed me.

“I, who was uncooperative with Ryeonju… why am I here?”

Brother Cheonmyeon slowly shook his head.

“That’s a stupid question, Mangeum Godfather. There’s no way someone your age wouldn’t know. There is nothing permanent in this powerhouse. “Whether it is an enemy or a friend.”

He chuckled.

“And wasn’t it you, Godfather Mangeum, who pushed me into this situation when I had no intention of cooperating with Ryeonju?”

“⋯⋯Me?”

“Did neither you nor the Black Dragon King lose an arm?”

“⋯⋯”

“Until then, all I had to do was be considerate of my benefactor. But the moment you two can no longer hold the same power as before, my position becomes difficult.”

The more he thought about it, the more amazed he became. Brother Cheonmyeon clicked his tongue.

“Sapaeryeon revolves around the four sects that dominate Gangnam. If the other two lose their power, who will Yeonju’s eyes turn to? So I had no choice but to choose. From now on, you can either oppose Yeonju, who will be most wary of me… or offer your loyalty.”

Brother Cheonmyeon slowly shrugged his shoulders.

“In the meantime, Ryeonju personally called me and offered me a seat next to him, so what can I do? “I have no choice but to recognize my own shortcomings and be loyal.”

“Inside you…”

Godfather Mangeum, who had been chewing his lips the whole time, asked with the feeling of vomiting blood.

“Was it really not in you? “If only Jang Il-so could be killed, he would have been able to rise to the top of the Sapae-ryeon, right?”

What I didn’t understand the most was this part.

Even if Brother Cheon-myeon came here with that intention, Jang Il-so’s life was clearly in danger. If he had been a monk, he would have waited until Jang Il-so died and then secretly attacked Mangeumdaebu.

Godfather Mangeum’s fate could not have been changed from the moment he entered this place, but at least if he had done so, he would have been able to take Jang Il-so with him as a companion to the underworld.

“Of course it was in me too. “I would be lying if I said I wasn’t tempted by that.”

Even though Jang Il-so was right in front of him, Brother Cheon-myeon had no hesitation in saying that he was conflicted about Jang Il-so’s life. And Jang Il-so also did not show the slightest sign of displeasure towards Brother Cheonmyeon.

“But why…?”

“Do you understand if my greed was greater than yours?”

Mangeumdaebu looked at Master Cheonmyeon with incomprehensible eyes.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t want to go back to the days when we were fighting among ourselves in Gangnam. “I have already seen that not only this barren land, but that fertile land is not just the rice cake in the picture.”

“It can’t be yours!”

“Does that matter?”

Brother Cheonmyeon calmly responded.

“I would rather aim for the position of being the leader of all people than remain the ruler of a remote remote area. “It’s a choice that’s nothing particularly special or strange.”

His eyes turned to Jang Il-so again.

“Besides, Haomun is not a place where you can be at the top from the beginning. “Information only has meaning when there is someone who uses it.”

“⋯⋯tsk tsk.”

Godfather Mangeum, who had been listening quietly, laughed as if to mock himself. It may be that Brother Cheonmyeon was just stating his position, but to Mangeumdaebu’s ears, all of his words could only be heard as a reprimand for his unbecoming greed and bringing about the misfortune upon himself.

As if he understood that feeling, Brother Cheonmyeon smiled and added something that did not need to be said.

“And there was another, most crucial reason.”

“⋯⋯.reason?”

“If you have to put someone on top… it shouldn’t be you. “Because my pride won’t allow it.”

“⋯⋯.”

“Maybe that’s the biggest reason.”

Godfather Mangeum bit his lip. I don’t know the real reason why Detective Cheon-myeon attached himself to Jang Il-so. It will probably remain that way in the future. The human mind is extremely fickle. It is impossible to completely understand someone’s intentions in the first place.

But anyway, Jang Il-so did what Mangeum Daebu could not do. That was the most decisive difference that decided the winner.

Mangeumdaebu’s gaze, which was looking at Master Cheonmyeon, shifted to Jang Ilso.

“Did you even know about volcanoes?

“No way.”

“Then…”

Doubt arose again in Mangeumdaebu’s eyes. There were so many things I wanted to ask.

Then, what was the plan that seemed to work together, and how was it possible to do that without even talking to each other?

However, the words that followed immediately dispelled all of Mangeumdaebu’s doubts.

“You still don’t understand, Gong Yayue.”

Jang Il-so laughed and opened his mouth.

“Just asking such a question… proves that you were not qualified to be in this situation. People can guess what dogs are thinking, but dogs don’t know what people are thinking. Do you understand?”

Those words struck Mangeumdaebu more deeply than any words he had ever heard. Because it denies everything about Mangeum Loan.

All he has left is proud defeat. But now, with just a few words, Jang Il-so took away the last bit of pride he had left.

“I see… . “I wasn’t qualified to begin with.”

Mangeumdaebu, who had given up on everything, turned his gaze towards the black ghost who was standing looking at them for the last time.

These are the people he raised like limbs, but now no one is running to save him. I’m just blankly watching what’s happening here.

This is a sight he has seen countless times.

The only difference is that Mangeumdaebu, who had naturally stood in Jang Ilso’s place until now, is now sitting in the place of those he has killed.

What would be different? Yeah… That’s all.

“⋯⋯.Kill him.”

“⋯⋯.”

“It’s the winner’s right to end the loser’s life. Admit defeat. Kill him, Jang Il-so.”

Mangeumdaebu closed his eyes. Jang Il-so slowly bent down and looked at him. The long eyes narrowed slightly.

Mangeum Godfather drove Jang Il-so to the brink of death. If he had taken just one step further, his blade might have reached Jang Il-so’s heart. He lost in the end, but he deserved the recognition.

Nevertheless, at this moment, he threw away all his lingering regrets. Even though what was in my hands was flowing out, I was just calmly accepting it without any offense.

“That’s great.”

Jang Il-so nodded as if impressed.

“It is indeed a great loan.”

And then he lightly touched Mangeumdaebu’s shoulder. Godfather Mangeum flinched slightly at that touch.

“I have no choice but to admit it. Gong Ya-wol, you are different from the idiots you have seen so far.”

At those words, Mangeumdaebu slowly opened his eyes and made eye contact with Jang Ilso in front of him. The moment he saw the eyes drawing a strange arc, a glimmer of hope arose in a corner of his heart. Maybe…

“So…”

In an instant, Jang Il-so’s face is cruelly distorted.

“I don’t like it.”

Jang Il-so’s hand grabbed Mangeum’s face. A cold blow like the North Sea wind emanated from his fingers that penetrated the bones of his head.

“Okay… Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Godfather Mangeum let out a desperate scream as the energy suddenly surged through him. Madness was shining in Jang Il-so’s eyes as he looked down at the scene.

“Okay… It has to be like this. This is death, Gong Ya-wol. If you lose in a gamble that risks your life, you will have to die dirty and miserable. You can’t pretend to be noble and shake your mouth. huh?”

“Okay… Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr . “Krruk…”

Dark red blood flowed from Mangeumdaebu’s mouth. Her limp limbs twitched. I could tell just by looking at him how much pain he was feeling right now.

“why? “Did you even have hope for a moment?”

“Krrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.!”

“You should know clearly, Gong Ya-wol. There’s no such thing as a good death for guys like us. Either live and become a devil, or die dirty and miserable. There is only one of them. You knew it too. yes?”

A ferocious aura swirled in Jang Il-so’s eyes.

“So… don’t be too upset.”

Push!

In the end, Mangeumdaebu’s head exploded.

A body with its head missing fell helplessly. Looking at that pitiful body, who would think of Mangeum Daebu, who roamed the world as the lord of the Black Demon Treasures and the leader of the Shinju Five Clan?

Jang Il-so quietly looked at the red blood soaking his hands and muttered.

“Anyway… the blood a person sheds is all the same. “You and me too.”

He shook off his hands and slowly turned around.

The cold Gangnam wind passed by forlornly over Mangeum Godfather’s cooling body.

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect

The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung.
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The Blooming of Plum Blossoms Mount Hua Sect The 13th disciple of the Great Mount Hua Sect. One of the Greatest Third-Generation Swordsmen. The Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung. After slicing the head of the peerless Heavenly Demon, who threw the world into chaos, he slept an eternal sleep on the peak of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Jumping over a hundred years, he comes back in the body of a child. But… what? Mount Hua declined? What the hell are you talking about!? It’s only natural to want to live if you’re going broke. “Decline? Even though I’m here? Who would dare!” Plum blossoms eventually fall. But when the cold winter passes and spring comes, plum blossoms shall bloom again. “But I’m gonna die first before Mount Hua gets revived! If you’re gonna go bust, might as well do it right, you bastards!” The beginning of the Plum Blossom Sword Master, Chungmyung’s solitary struggle to save the thoroughly declining Mount Hua Sect

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