Chapter 616

**Chapter 616. The Lazy One Who Absorbed (1)**

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Saha, the Historian, observed Jangil… no, **Gwanggu Singae** with his transparent pupils.

Gwanggu Singae avoided Saha’s gaze with an uncomfortable expression.

“No…”

“That’s enough.”

Gwanggu Singae firmly cut off Saha’s words.

“It’s just that…”

“All conflict is born from the mouth. Words can attract misfortune, and the tongue can become a sharp sword. It seems you haven’t lived long enough yet, but you shouldn’t say things that hurt others.”

“So, it’s okay to hurt with actions?”

……

Gwanggu Singae, not knowing what to answer, simply swallowed liquor.

“What were you thinking?”

“What would I be thinking?! I just kept doing what I always do! Being a f*cking beggar!”

……

Saha reflected again.

Although Gwanggu Singae had insisted from the beginning that **Wei Yanho** was idealized in this story, wouldn’t he himself be the most idealized?

At least Wei Yanho had the merit of having saved the **Martial World**.

No, it was more than that.

If everything said by Gwanggu Singae was true, Wei Yanho’s achievements went beyond what was known. Most of his known feats were concentrated after the **Great Battle of Luoyang**.

Although he became famous in the **Mount Hua** Incident, he was not considered a savior of the world at that time.

But, based on what he had heard so far, Wei Yanho had already saved the **Martial World** countless times before that.

While…

“Hey…”

“What?!”

“There’s something I’m dying to ask.”

“What?!”

“So… what exactly have you done of note…?”

……

Gwanggu Singae’s face twisted.

His lips trembled, his eyelids twitched, his cheekbones shook, and his shoulders shrugged.

“…No, forget it.”

It was as if he had already obtained his answer. Pressing further would be elder abuse.

“Ahem! Ahem, ahem! Ahem!”

Gwanggu Singae coughed exaggeratedly before continuing in a firm voice.

“Anyway! That guy made such a fuss that…!”

“Who made a fuss?”

“I mean… *I* made the fuss.”

Saha’s eyes narrowed.

*Is this old man really reliable?*

At this point, he began to suspect that all the “fuss” attributed to Wei Yanho had actually been caused by Gwanggu Singae. Of course, that couldn’t be.

“Anyway, so…”

“Yes, continue.”

“…Ugh.”

Gwanggu Singae sighed deeply.

He had ruined his dignity unnecessarily. Now, no matter what he said, that brat wouldn’t take him seriously.

“Anyway…”

“What did you do?”

“What did I do? I ran away.”

“Huh?”

Saha tilted his head.

“Again?”

“…What do you mean by ‘again’?”

“Well… every time there are problems, you run away. You also fled from the **Demon Cult**.”

“Hey, you!”

Gwanggu Singae shouted furiously.

“Do you think you could have fought if you were there? Imagine hundreds of experts with blank eyes and foam in their mouths running towards you!”

It was a terrifying image.

But…

“Even so, you were with the **Radiant Martial Sovereign**.”

“Hey! Do you think that guy was made of metal? He was human too!”

Gwanggu Singae was exasperated.

“Nowadays, people act like he wasn’t human. At least you reason. Some even ask me if it was true that swords couldn’t penetrate his body! As if he were a dragon! As if he had scales!”

His voice rose higher and higher.

“No one thinks about the suffering he had to go through to achieve all that! He faced countless mortal situations! Do you think his body remained intact? In the end, he looked like a patched-up rag!”

“Calm down, please…”

“That guy! He…!”

Stuck, Gwanggu Singae grabbed his thighs.

“Ugh.”

He shook his head several times before exhaling.

“Sorry. I got carried away.”

“Don’t apologize, Singae.”

“Tsk, it just makes me angry.”

“Because people talk without knowing?”

“No, it’s…”

Gwanggu Singae looked outside the cabin. The darkness was overwhelming.

“The world turned him into an incomparable hero. His name will endure as a hero for generations.”

“Isn’t that a good thing?”

“Who is the hero?”

……

“The **Radiant Martial Sovereign** or Wei Yanho?”

“Aren’t they the same person?”

“No.”

Gwanggu Singae was emphatic.

“The **Radiant Martial Sovereign** is just a shell created from the achievements of Wei Yanho.”

“But…”

“Did the **Radiant Martial Sovereign** you knew resemble Wei Yanho in any way?”

Saha couldn’t answer.

Resemble?

There was none.

Even before entering this cabin, Saha had imagined Wei Yanho—that is, the **Radiant Martial Sovereign**—as the perfect embodiment of martial righteousness.

Perfect in martial arts and in virtue.

But, could the word “perfect” be applied to Wei Yanho?

It was absurd.

However…

“But, isn’t it also a good thing for Wei Yanho as an individual?”

“Tell me…”

“Yes.”

“Have you ever, before coming here, thought about how much Wei Yanho suffered to protect the **Martial World**?”

……

No.

That’s why he couldn’t answer.

“It has been hidden. The world turned Wei Yanho into a perfect being. Therefore, his agony and the blood he shed have been erased. When in reality, that’s what everyone should know.”

Gwanggu Singae’s voice sounded bitter.

“I am no different either. I was the one who most defended that illusion of the **Radiant Martial Sovereign**. I thought it was for Wei Yanho. But at some point, I understood that it wasn’t. Then the world seemed different to me.”

His words resonated in Saha’s chest.

“How many sacrifices and sufferings will have disappeared like that? Before that great name called ‘history’.”

They were heavy words.

Especially for Saha, who dealt with history.

“Wei Yanho was no exception.”

Gwanggu Singae smiled bitterly.

“Tsk, I said too much. What good is it now?”

“Can I ask you one last question?”

“You’ve already asked me a thousand times. Go ahead.”

“The **Radiant Martial Sovereign**… no, Wei Yanho, did he really suffer that much?”

“Huh?”

“From what I’ve heard so far, it doesn’t seem that extreme. Sure, he went through difficulties and the **Wei Sanho** thing… I couldn’t say he had a normal life. But it doesn’t seem to fit with words like ‘blood’ or ‘suffering’.”

“You’re right.”

“Huh?”

“You’re right.”

……

Gwanggu Singae let out a mocking laugh.

“Until now, Wei Yanho hadn’t suffered that much. Sure, as you said, the Wei Sanho thing affected him emotionally, but not to the level I suggest.”

“Yes. That’s what I thought.”

“The reason I say it is because of what comes now. The story of what Wei Yanho *really* lived.”

“…Huh?”

“It won’t take long. It’s the final story. One that has never been told before.”

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“Do you remember what I told you at the beginning?”

“At the beginning?”

“When you first asked me to tell you about Wei Yanho, do you remember what I answered?”

Saha remembered silently.

“This story…”

“Yes. ‘Will you be able to tell it to others?'”

Gwanggu Singae chuckled.

“There are two reasons why I’m telling it to you.”

“I’m listening.”

“The first is because I don’t have the courage.”

Saha opened his eyes.

Jangil, Gwanggu Singae, without courage? What did that mean?

“I thought it should be told. Before I die, someone had to tell the truth about Wei Yanho. If I died like this, no one else would. **The Mad Monk** can’t speak, and **The Ghostly Swordsman** already carries too much.”

His voice sounded melancholic.

“So, only I was left. Right?”

“…Singae.”

“I know what you want to say. It didn’t have to be you. It could be coincidence. Or destiny, since you appeared just when I have little time left.”

Gwanggu Singae offered a smile.

“So, you must choose. Will you reveal this story to the world? Or will you keep it until your death? Or perhaps, like me, pass it on to another.”

It was clear that it wasn’t a joke.

Although his playful tone hadn’t disappeared, there was an unusual sincerity in his words.

“Why now?”

“Because I don’t have much left.”

Saha looked at him with trembling eyes.

“Don’t look at me like that. I’ve already lived enough. It’s a miracle I’ve reached this age.”

“But the others…”

“Although it pains me to admit it, my martial arts are inferior to those of **The Ghostly Swordsman** or **The Mad Monk**. So, it’s natural that I’ll be the first to go.”

“…Singae.”

Gwanggu Singae took the bottle.

He drank in large gulps, wiping his mouth with his sleeve.

“I’ve lived enough. I’m not afraid of death. What terrifies me is taking all this with me. But if at least one more person knows, I can close my eyes in peace.”

Without waiting for an answer, he continued.

“I don’t know where we were. Let’s continue. Where did we leave off?”

Saha’s eyes twitched.

“The thing about the stones.”

……

The atmosphere was ruined instantly. Noticing Saha’s gaze—*Is this old man evading the issue?*—Gwanggu Singae spoke quickly.

“Ahem, ahem! Right, we were on that. You see, the result of those stones was… impressive. When those thousand guys charged…”

His body trembled.

“It was something that no one could imagine without seeing it. Like a black wave coming towards you.”

Gwanggu Singae continued his account.