Only I Am A Reader

"You dare?!"

A figure shot out from the audience seats as the arm-attached Blue Dragon fell to the ground, everyone was still perplexed by what just happened, but he almost reacted instantly!

"Nooo!"

Bang!

Just as Miyoung's shout resounded in the field, the dust had already exploded to cover the stage. She was both surprised and elated to see that Geochin had grown this strong, gaining more than just the ability to fend for himself, but why did he have to go that far now?

Although not completely, she knew about the pain that they caused. However, the timing was wrong! Taking revenge under everyone's eyes was like taking a shot at death!

"What is the meaning of this?"

"Elder Jang, I implore you not to forget where you are standing right now."

When the smoke finally settled, a senior Daoist was gently holding the wrist of the attacker. Even then, rage was still flickering in his eyes, the one who had just lost his arm was his son!

"Did you not just see what he did?!"

The wrathful man was none other than the direct son of the current Namgung Family Head, Namgung Jang! He wasn't someone that could be easily brushed off like this!

'She is doing it again! She is taking things from me again!'

The man's anger intensified as thoughts bubbled up in his mind, his hateful sister's shadow was still following him to this moment! She took his son's arm just like she took everything from him!

Since young, whether it was sword talent or martial arts talent… He was much more talented than Namgung Ryeong in every aspect there was! However, his father only seemed to have eyes for her. Doting, praise, support, even Elixirs, whatever it was that was to be divided between them, she always got the best of it!

When she had finally chosen to escape after defying their father, Namgung Jang was the happiest he could be! She had let him have the stage all to himself. For once, he was thankful for his younger sister.

However, he soon came to realize that things weren't as rosy as he expected. His father's mood was on an all-great low since his sister had left. He always dismissed what he did without care, drowning himself in matters unrelated to family. Even then, Namgung Jang decided to be satisfied with just the fact that he got to monopolize all the resources, but… that didn't last for long either.

'You just couldn't let her go!'

In the critical moment where needed the resources the most to step to the next level, his great sister just had to return with a body full of wounds. To his father, it didn't matter if he was on the verge of breakthrough, the only thing he did was pour everything they had on Ryeong's unconscious body.

At this point, his heart couldn't even squeeze an ounce of worry about his sister. All that Namgung Jang hoped for was that she would die earlier so no more waste would be accumulated. On the contrary, however, it was as if Namgung Ryeong was decided on making a dent in their treasury.

'And now…'

The consequences of what she irresponsibly did kept on haunting him. Their weakening of their family due to their grandfather's death, their father who had only grown more grumpy, everything took a turn for the worse that it was only right for her abominable son to suffer in her place.

He was supposed to die the moment he was finally expelled from the family. Yet here he was, following his mother's lead in taking things from him!

The senior Daoist's hand that held his wrist wasn't the only one that he had stretched out, he was also holding that cursed spawn's hand that almost plunged a sword into his son's body. If either of them didn't get involved, he was planning to do more than just cutting an arm.

"This is just how competitions work, some people are bound to get hurt if they overestimate themselves. Quite a few competitors had also received similar injuries earlier."

The Daoist's words appeared to be spoken with pure intentions, but Namgung Jang completely understood the underlying meaning behind them.

'Don't do something stupid.'

They might have turned a blind eye to him killing his nephew if things were different. At most, they would just ask for some compensation for breaking their rules. However, the display that he had just shown had piqued their interest. They wanted to grab hold of someone who could easily jump over the barrier between stages like this!

A 2nd rate Martial Artist that could fight his 1st rate counterparts wasn't essential to a sect as big as the Great Mount Hua Sect, but what if they nurtured him to become a 1st rate Martial Artist or higher? Whether he could achieve the same feat was still under question, but there was no harm in trying.

"I apologize for letting my impulse take over me. I will make sure to teach my useless son not to overestimate himself again."

Grabbing Geumryong who was half-passed out from the shock of losing his arm and his life flashing by his eyes, Namgung Jang walked back to his stage. For a second, he contemplated pulling out his sword and killing both the Daoist and his hateful nephew, but he decided against it.

'I won't let you take more from me.'

Doing so might temporarily relieve him of his anger, but the Mount Hua Sect and the Namgung Family would likely break into war. Even if it was going to be very expensive, there was still a chance to re-attach his son's arm as long as it was done soon. In comparison, nothing was worth bringing trouble for the family, especially at this moment.

'I will make sure to take your life this time.'

The leadership of the family had been slowly shifting under him as his father became more and more unreasonable, all he needed was a little bit more time before everything fell into his grasp. Even his son's life wasn't worth ruining that!

'This was another strange experience.'

Watching this small episode, Leo smiled awkwardly as he recalled the character's internal monologue. Semi-omniscience was indeed interesting…