Chapter 1053 - Slapping Own Face (1/2)
Chapter 1053: Slapping Own Face
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
‘Say what?’
Several cultivators and Duanmu Lin exchanged dismayed glances with strange expressions.
Upon seeing the weird expression on everyone’s faces, Hun Sen slightly furrowed his brows and said discontentedly, “What’s with your looks, guys? I told you all the truth. Director Duanmu, I know that you value Tang Xiu very much, but he was a conceited man who knew nothing of the immensity of Heaven and Earth. Even if he did have some minor abilities in cultivation, showing off in this place is just a big no. Haven’t you heard that those who drown are those who know how to swim, and those whose face gets beaten are those who pretend being pushed? That’s what that surnamed Tang brat is like!”
“Shut the hell up!”
The scene of Tang Xiu and his men with bruises and wounds all over their bodies replayed itself on Duanmu Lin’s mind. While looking at Hun Sen, who had a dissatisfied expression and prattled about, he sharply snapped. “Tang Xiu didn’t die, nor has any of his men. I know you hail from a secluded clan and brought with you a group of elite warriors, Hun Sen. But you must have the qualities of a cultivator and you must know how to respect others!”
“What the hell do you mean talking to me like that, Duanmu Lin?” Hun Sen was angry and retorted. “You say that I, Hun Sen, am an unlearned man that doesn’t know how to respect others? Do you think I’m wrong? That brat is arrogant, causing him to die by the demonic beasts and becoming their food. He only has himself to blame. Period.”
“You know. It never occurred to me that you, who are supposed to not be that old and possess powerful strength, would also have integrity,” replied Duanmu Lin indifferently. “I never thought that you’d vilify and even be intolerable to others. Look, just listen to me. Tang Xiu isn’t dead, nor are his men! He returned with all his men just 10 minutes ago, all with scarred with wounds and apparently just having fought a fierce battle with demonic beasts. In my eyes, he and his men have won our respect with their strength and courage. They are brave people who are not afraid of death and deserve to be called heroes by us.”
Suddenly, more than 10 cultivators around him showed indignant look and echoed one after another:
“That’s right! He’s a real man, and so are his men!”
“Tang Xiu is definitely alive, he just left a few minutes ago. His men are also real heroes, including that 10 years old girl, who is his disciple, and those five children. That girl is just 10 years old and those five children are even younger than her, yet all of them just came back with scarred bodies full of injuries. The kind of wounds left by the sharp claws and fangs of demonic beasts!”
“Heh, coming from such a prominent, secluded cultivator clan, yet you insult others without knowing the whole story. What a shit! Things can be faked, but the injuries on Tang Xiu’s men are absolutely not fake!”
“Oh dear, to think that the world still has this kind of people. I really can’t guess whether you’re jealous or you have no abilities to catch up with them. You didn’t see them fighting those demonic beasts, yet you still hurl insults at them.”
“Yeah, Tang Xiu is a young hero…”
“True that! He deserves our respect!”
“…”
Hun Sen was utterly dumbfounded, for he never dreamed that such public anger would arise because of his statements. He also didn’t expect that his guess was all wrong. Not only did Tang Xiu and his men not die in the hands of demonic beasts, but they also had come back alive. All of them.
Could it be… the traces of the battles and the pool of blood left behind that he and Jiang Shuisheng saw were not from Tang Xiu and his men? Meaning… they were from demonic beasts?
“You guys…”
Lips twitching, Hun Sen was unable to argue. If what all they said was true, then he had literally prattled about, slandering Tang Xiu at the exchange of slapping his own face. Injuries and death were not things Hun Sen dreaded, losing his reputation and becoming a laughingstock was.
Jiang Shuisheng frowned, secretly glad that he hadn’t said much a moment ago. However, Hun Sen was jeered by everyone and some toxic words were also hurled at him, making him also feel ashamed.
“Director Duanmu and friends from the cultivation world, please. What Hun Sen just said was only his speculation with no malice towards Tang Xiu whatsoever. On the contrary, he’s likely feeling happy inwardly since Tang Xiu turns out to have met with no accident. It’s because we’ll have more hope for victory the more human experts are alive to face the following battles,” said Jiang Shuisheng.
“Some human language finally comes out, huh?” A temperamental senior in the cultivation world snorted.
Hun Sen glared at him and coldly retorted. “You all say that Tang Xiu is still alive, so where are he and his men, then? We’re now facing dreadful enemies, so why are they not here?”
“From our surveillance, thousands of demonic beasts are now gathering in the depths of Himalayas, and they are highly likely moving out to attack us,” answered Duanmu Lin. “Tang Xiu went to investigate the situation alone, whereas his men are now all wounded, so they stayed behind to recuperate.”