Chronicles of the Mad Demon - Chapter 45

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Chapter 45. The Virtue of Transactions (5)

 

In fights, there’s something called momentum.

 

Whether it’s sword fights, verbal arguments, or even children’s fistfights, momentum is always important.

 

The method Hwang Gyu chose was simple.

 

Overwhelm them with momentum using Ten Swords Gate’s military force.

 

When people become tense, their minds stiffen and they make repeated mistakes. This was because their flexibility decreased.

 

But Moyong Bi wasn’t tense at all. Rather, he went even further and was verbally scolding them for their wrongdoings.

 

Though he was flustered by the counterattack from the very beginning, Hwang Gyu was still the master of a sect.

 

“How dare you tarnish the honor of our Main Sect with that wicked tongue! How could our Main Sect possibly have dealings with the likes of Black Tiger Gang!”

 

“Oh? Our great Ten Swords Gate has no connection with back alley thugs like Black Tiger Gang?”

 

“You bastard! Watch your words…!”

 

“Then why have you left Black Tiger Gang alone all this time?”

 

Hwang Gyu felt his mouth suddenly go dry.

 

Moyong Bi looked around and spoke.

 

“As you all know, I was secretly learning martial arts. With just that level of martial arts, handling Black Tiger Gang alone wasn’t difficult.”

 

The crowd nodded. In fact, nearly half of the people gathered here had been there at that time.

 

“If I could do it, how could the Ten Swords Sect Leader find it impossible? What about the elders of Ten Swords Gate?”

 

The crowd’s gaze turned toward Hwang Gyu.

 

“If push comes to shove, just sending those troops he brought along could probably finish off Black Tiger Gang in less than half a shichen, yet this fellow cleverly left them be.”

 

Moyong Bi smiled.

 

“I guess they’re not part of the Orthodox Faction.”

 

The primary value of the Orthodox Faction lies in chivalry.

 

Chivalry means protecting the weak, standing proudly before the strong, and confronting trickery and oppression with compassion and justice.

 

It means personally realizing the moral ideals that human society universally considers.

 

Regardless of personality, anyone who aims their actions toward chivalry is called a hero. That’s why even those with rough natural dispositions can be classified as Orthodox Faction if they walk the righteous path and follow the correct way.

 

Hwang Gyu was inwardly flustered.

 

‘These bastards!’

 

Not only his internal energy, but his voice itself possessed an abnormally strong drawing power.

 

The way the crowd looked at him was also different from before.

 

This was a life where paths would open just by walking with his hands behind his back. It was just yesterday that eyes filled with respect, fear, and reverence were all he saw, yet now everyone was looking at him with suspicious eyes.

 

Though he was angry, he wasn’t someone who would crumble from just this much.

 

Panic was literally just panic – he had led Ten Swords Gate as its sect leader for nearly twenty years.

 

“I don’t need to listen to your nonsensical sweet talk. Stop spouting nonsense and release my daughter first.”

 

“You’re saying something you shouldn’t be saying right now.”

 

“What?!”

 

“You said she came to kill people from the main family. If it wasn’t your order, then this woman suddenly went crazy and attacked?”

 

Hwang Gyu shouted.

 

“That’s an absurd false accusation! Why would my daughter go to kill you people?!”

 

“That’s exactly what I’m curious about, so I’m asking. Did you order it? Or did your daughter go crazy? What is it, exactly?”

 

“Nonsense! You are slandering our Main Sect right now!”

 

“Aha? So what you’re saying is, I personally stormed into Ten Swords Gate, kidnapped only your daughter, and dragged her here to this place?”

 

“…!”

 

“Or do you think I secretly kidnapped your daughter while she was walking down the street, tied her up, and appeared here? To get from Ten Swords Gate to the Main Family House, you absolutely must pass through this street.”

 

Hwang Gyu’s eyes wavered.

 

Moyong Bi frowned and spoke.

 

“Setting everything else aside, what does the Main Family have to condemn Ten Swords Gate for? Aren’t you stronger than us? If there’s nothing to feel wronged about, why would we be pulling this crap with a sect that competes for first place in Wuhan?”

 

“….”

 

“Think with that well-functioning head of yours. Does it look to you like we’ve gone crazy and are slandering Ten Swords Gate? Or does everything I’ve said so far seem to be the truth?”

 

Hwang Gyu’s fists trembled violently.

 

‘That detestable bastard!’

 

Even with the crowd’s support behind him, saying whatever he wanted in front of a strong opponent took extraordinary nerve.

 

But beyond nerve, that bastard’s way with words was exceptional.

 

‘He’s not the same idiot troublemaker I’ve known all this time!’

 

Moyong Bi smiled.

 

Hwang Gyu’s mind was spinning frantically right now. It was obvious enough to see clearly.

 

But even so, it was futile.

 

‘You can’t do anything.’

 

Was Hwang Gyu flustered like this because his own eloquence was so remarkable?

 

That wasn’t it.

 

More precisely, it was only half true.

 

His experience as a warrior who had broken enemies’ morale with words and voice in countless battles, his experience as a Martial Alliance Leader who had commanded tens of thousands of Murim Warriors with just his gaze, certainly helped greatly.

 

But Hwang Gyu’s inability to respond properly was entirely his own fault.

 

‘You’re trying to cover up your own wrongdoing, while I’m just dancing with my sword on top of the truth I’ve already exposed.’

 

Truth buried in darkness does not shine. It simply gets buried along with the darkness.

 

However, when you pull back the curtain and drag out the truth, that’s when truth begins to exert tremendous power.

 

Facts aren’t necessarily truth, but truth becomes fact as it is.

 

The shell called fact containing the kernel called truth makes any response impossible. That was exactly why Hwang Gyu kept trying to deflect.

 

Meanwhile, it was Hwang Gyu whose thinking couldn’t become flexible due to impatience.

 

‘If it were me, I would have rather come to this place alone.’

 

Hwang Gyu opened his mouth again.

 

“I state clearly. I have never given my daughter such an order, and naturally my daughter has not gone insane. That is the truth.”

 

“Phenomena may not be essence, but they do guarantee truth to some degree.”

 

“Shut up! I will no longer be victimized by the Moyong Family’s slander and pettiness! Release my daughter immediately and kneel in that spot! I will boldly reveal what the truth is before everyone’s eyes!”

 

As expected, dangerous.

 

‘I knew this would happen.’

 

Hwang Gyu just said the Moyong Family’s slander and pettiness.

 

He didn’t target just Moyong Bi but the entire Moyong Family. His intention to crush not just Moyong Bi alone but the family itself was evident from his words.

 

“To summarize, you’re saying you never gave such an order?”

 

“Of course not! Do you think I’m crazy…!”

 

“So this ledger written by the Black Tiger Gang Leader is all lies too?”

 

“What are you saying?!”

 

“How did I end up kidnapping your daughter and imprisoning her, then appearing here to frame Ten Swords Gate?”

 

Hwang Gyu gritted his teeth.

 

He couldn’t immediately say yes. Honestly, even he thought it was an absurd story.

 

But he couldn’t back down here.

 

“I don’t know what grudge you have against our Main Sect to slander us like this, but my daughter and I are honorable! So release my daughter immediately!”

 

“Why won’t you answer the last question?”

 

Killing intent flickered in Hwang Gyu’s eyes.

 

He had already been thinking of killing them all, but now he could barely contain his murderous intent.

 

“Your words, every single one, are not the truth.”

 

He denied everything to the end.

 

It was natural if you thought about it. The moment he acknowledged this, Ten Swords Gate would fall to become a vicious sect worse than even the Black Tiger Gang, let alone an orthodox faction.

 

“Rather, you’re the one who needs to reveal the truth!”

 

“What truth?”

 

“You were a good-for-nothing who only caused trouble and was a public nuisance. No one on this street doesn’t know that!”

 

“How embarrassing…”

 

“Such a good-for-nothing suddenly became this strong? Do you think that makes sense?!”

 

Moyong Bi chuckled.

 

“Didn’t you already hear from your daughter? About the secret place of the Main Family House.”

 

“Shut up!”

 

Hwang Gyu hurriedly cut off Moyong Bi’s words.

 

“That powerful internal energy that doesn’t match your body! That’s not something you can obtain through a few years of training! You must have learned Demonic Arts!”

 

The crowd looked at Moyong Bi in shock.

 

Demonic Arts.

 

The hellish martial arts that destroy the practitioner’s humanity and drive them to madness, turning them into demons the moment they learn it.

 

Not everyone who learned Demonic Arts went insane or became cruel, but Demonic Arts themselves were taboo martial arts among Murim Warriors.

 

It was even worse for Orthodox Martial World warriors. If an orthodox faction warrior was caught practicing Demonic Arts, they would immediately be designated as a public enemy of the martial world and hunted down, or have their limbs severed and dantian destroyed before being imprisoned in Thunder Prison.

 

“Demonic Arts?”

 

“That’s right! It can’t be explained unless it’s Demonic Arts! Don’t tell me some reclusive master took a liking to your talent and made you his disciple? Even if that were true, you couldn’t become this strong in such a short time!”

 

Hwang Gyu’s words carried a certain intention.

 

Using the provocative word ‘Demonic Arts’ to fluster his opponent while planting the possibility of ‘what if?’ in people’s minds.

 

Furthermore, it was intended to determine if there had been third-party intervention. That’s why he deliberately mentioned a reclusive master.

 

But that was Hwang Gyu’s mistake.

 

‘What a delightful fool!’

 

Moyong Bi’s mouth opened wide as a basin.

 

The flow was too good.

 

Originally, I was trying to create this kind of flow myself, but that pleasant idiot was paving the way on his own.

 

A warrior must not miss an opportunity when it presents itself.

 

“You’re even going so far as to frame an innocent person as someone who learned Demonic Arts. If I haven’t learned them, can I report you for defamation?”

 

“Shut your mouth! So you’re saying you’ve been learning martial arts for a long time, hiding from everyone’s eyes?”

 

He was clearly intending to add the perception that he was a sinister fellow.

 

Those words carried no burden for Moyong Bi.

 

“Of course I did.”

 

“What, what did you say?”

 

“Do you have any idea how much I’ve hidden myself to watch each and every one of you ghost-like bastards who look down on the Main Family, steal from the Main House Business, and scheme against the Main Family?”

 

Hwang Gyu Eun was genuinely flustered.

 

That bastard is actually admitting to it?

 

“Or would you like to test it directly with that body of yours?”

 

“…What?”

 

Moyong Bi lightly tapped Hwang Ji Hwa’s head with his wooden staff.

 

Hwang Ji Hwa’s face flushed bright red with humiliation.

 

“You’re lying right now. To protect Ten Swords Gate’s honor, to not lose the power you hold in your hands, you’re desperately shouting that the clearly revealed truth is somehow false.”

 

“That’s complete nonsense…!”

 

“Right? From your position, you have no choice but to do that, don’t you?”

 

Whoooosh!

 

The wooden staff spun in Moyong Bi’s hand.

 

With just finger movements, the staff rotated creating afterimages before stopping. It was an exquisite movement.

 

“Anyway, isn’t our conversation just going to drag on tediously? I think we’ve conveyed each other’s positions sufficiently by now.”

 

“…What is it that you want?”

 

“You want to capture and kill me, don’t you?”

 

“…”

 

“I also have no intention of forgiving you people who are trying to destroy the Main Family.”

 

Thunk!

 

The wooden staff struck the ground.

 

“The truth flutters in empty air and we Warriors want different things from each other. There’s only one way to resolve this.”

 

“You bastard, surely you don’t mean?”

 

“I propose the age-old Murim Warrior method for claiming the truth.”

 

“…Are you saying we should fight?”

 

“Are you scared?”

 

As if dumbfounded, Hwang Gyu let out a hollow laugh.

 

“You’ve truly gone mad.”

 

“The ones who are crazy are you and your daughter.”

 

“You bastard!”

 

“You need to confirm directly whether I’ve learned Demonic Arts, right? Besides, it’s an official opportunity to kill me, isn’t it?”

 

“…Hah.”

 

“Are you that reluctant to fight? Not knowing why your daughter was captured, unable to refute, and now even scared to fight a scrawny troublemaker who used to act like a wastrel?”

 

Disgust showed on Moyong Bi’s face, his brow deeply furrowed.

 

“You’re actually weak, aren’t you?”

 

The final provocation hit its mark perfectly.

 

Hwang Gyu’s rage exploded.

 

“You crazy bastard! Come out here right now!”

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