Novel Bin Chapter 16.2
Chapter 16.2
CONTINUATION…
The two of them returned to the camp in this manner. On the way back, Yeo Ha-ryun, who had been contemplating his own hands for a while, spoke up:
“You… possess the qualities of a brother.”
“Hmm?”
“I, or rather, we martial artists from the Unbounded, only understand how to kill. We believed that eradicating evil made us righteous. But ultimately, it’s all just murder. We strive to become experts in ending human lives, and we attain enlightenment through that path.”
He closed his eyes heavily for a moment before continuing.nove(l)bi(n.)com
“In the end, the term Martial Arts is nothing more than a beautiful facade. Whether it’s the Taoist sects or the Buddhist Shaolin, it’s all the same. We learn martial arts to take human lives.”
Yeo Ha-ryun then lifted his solemn gaze and looked at Jin Cheon-hee.
“You saved me, and you saved that person. You saved the Unbounded and the people of the Cloud Dragon Escort Bureau. And today, you saved the Samgyeon members, too.”
Jin Cheon-hee felt the weight of Yeo Ha-ryun’s words. It surpassed the burdens of an ordinary child’s life.
“I will probably continue to take lives. It’s all I’ve ever learned, and only the act of ending a life excites me. So… you are better than me. You are deserving of the title ‘brother.'”
Jin Cheon-hee gazed at Yeo Ha-ryun in that way and remarked:
“Alright. Call me brother one more time.”
“Brother…?”
“Good job. Hahaha.”
Jin Cheon-hee said this while blushing.
He wanted to somehow lighten the mood.
The life of Yeo Ha-ryun, as recounted in the book, truly followed the typical pattern of a martial arts hero:
- Beloved family members perish.
- Pursued by trackers at critical moments due to the secret of their birth.
- Ultimately, they confront madness known as the Celestial Killer and become the epicenter of bloodshed.
Whenever such a process, reminiscent of sweet potatoes, occurred, this guy grew stronger, fueled by the deceptive power of the Celestial Killer. He would annihilate all his enemies and unleash chaos, but in doing so, he lost cherished ones, shedding tears and vowing revenge, only to be drawn into even greater bloodshed.
Heavenly Demon (天魔).
Usually, it refers to the head of the Magyo. Until he attained that position, this guy had never known comfort, nor had he ever experienced such small joys.
‘It’s not the style of modern wuxia novels.’
While Yeo Ha-ryun humbled himself by calling himself a murderer, Jin Cheon-hee still found his life admirable.
‘That’s correct. It’s not the style of modern wuxia novel protagonists.’
Some might argue that he’s outdated. However, Jin Cheon-hee had no intention of refuting that notion at this moment. Nonetheless,
‘You still hold onto your preferences as time goes by.’
Feeling regret that the same thing did not come out. Even so, he didn’t hate the new stuff either, so he just ended up grumbling.
Together with Yeo Ha-ryun, he decided to explore a bit further.
The protagonist who saved him from the struggles of a challenging reality, the hero who appeared in the book he had read after a long time.
It was fair to call it the heart of a fan.
Or perhaps it was fair to liken it to an adult who desired to return to their childhood and play carefreely.
For some reason, it seemed he had decided to regard Jin Cheon-hee as his elder brother.
‘Nevertheless, he won’t attain enlightenment through me.’
At this moment, he couldn’t afford to lose control of his power. On the contrary, he would be consumed by his own madness.
What he needed was this touch of warmth.
“The mugwort tea has arrived. Hyung.”
It appeared that the term hyung was gradually sticking to him now.
His cheeks were filled with Tanghulu.
“Originally, you were supposed to manage on your own. You also need to take care of those around you.”
“Gongson Yeong turned the garden upside down trying to counteract it.”
‘He noticed, huh? He certainly possesses a hero’s wit.’
However, a child was still a child. He was weak when it came to food. When he was fed lots of delicious things, even his tone, which had been stiff until now, softened.
Jin Cheon-hee playfully chuckled.
“As a token of goodwill. Kukuk.”
The Gongson’s disciples awkwardly chuckled while distributing the mugwort tea.
“It could have been a serious matter, but thanks to you, it ended with laughter. Some of Gongson’s people even started praising her character, saying that she holds her elder sister at the main house in high regard.”
“Naturally, they laughed along, right?”
“Well, the situation was humorous. Compared to that, the mugwort tea was delicious, so everyone was pleasantly surprised. Thus, it became even more amusing.”
“That’s how it should be. That’s social life.”
“Social life? We were just discussing it briefly earlier.”
It seemed that he was now genuinely impressed or, in some way, was seriously listening to Jin Cheon-hee’s words.
‘This is a good opportunity to influence him.’
With that thought in mind, Jin Cheon-hee cleared voice.