A Baby Cat Who Commands the Dog Clan - Chapter 112

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Chapter 112
“Kyaaaah!”
“Watch out!”
The Dang Family’s twins fled in utter helplessness.
At least their breathing was synchronized—a small mercy.
They could escape fast enough to avoid being caught immediately by the Vajra Soul-Severing Saber.
In that moment, Dang Family Master Dang Won Pyung’s voice thundered across the Martial Arts Arena.
“Ji Gang, In Gang! Don’t forget what Father told you.”
“Yes, Father!”
Dang Ji Gang and Dang In Gang nodded frantically, their sharp gazes fixed on Nam Goong Baek and Dang Yi Woon.
“Hmph.”
They must have coordinated some strategy beforehand.
But what could they possibly accomplish?
The moment Nam Goong Baek sneered at the twins.
Dang Ji Gang’s secret transmission pierced his ear.
– We heard a rumor that Miss Hong Seol wishes to marry into our Dang Family.
It was an obvious ploy.
They knew he cherished Seol Ah, and they were clearly deploying a provocation tactic to inflame his emotions.
Nam Goong Baek scoffed.
– …Who would spread such nonsense?
The moment Nam Goong Baek looked across at Dang Ji Gang.
She flicked her chin subtly. Nam Goong Baek naturally followed her gaze.
“Wow! This is incredible, Brother!”
There stood Dang Yi Woon, holding the Vajra Soul-Severing Saber and grinning widely.
– Brother Yi Woon said he found a portrait of himself in Miss Hong Seol’s quarters.
A painting purchased from the Market District art shop!
‘That bastard pried into Seol Ah’s belongings without permission. And he spread word of that painting throughout the entire Dang Sect?’
Nam Goong Baek’s lips pressed into a thin line. His hand unconsciously gripped the sword hilt he was holding.
– But here’s the strange part. Brother Yi Woon doesn’t seem to have feelings for Miss Hong Seol.
– What?
– Brother Yi Woon said that while he has no interest now, if Miss Seol were to cry and desperately cling to him, he might just accept her.
Nam Goong Baek’s gaze shifted back to Dang Yi Woon.
Dang Yi Woon, wielding the Vajra Soul-Severing Saber for the first time, was delighted, swinging it this way and that.
“Here I go!”
The moment Dang Yi Woon fluttered his sleeve and extended his arm.
Whoosh!
Perhaps his excitement had made him careless. One end of the unfamiliar Vajra Soul-Severing Saber extended directly toward Hong Seol.
Nam Goong Baek cried out urgently.
“No, Seol Ah!”
At that very moment, Hong Seol was unaware, engrossed in conversation with Nam Goong Ho.
“Ah!”
Hong Seol, belatedly sensing something amiss, squeezed her eyes shut in terror.
Whoosh!
Thanks to Nam Goong Ho stepping back first, Hong Seol remained unharmed.
Instead, the edge of the Blue Stone floor where Hong Seol had been standing was sliced clean through, as if carved from tofu.
Thud!
As the severed stone fell to the ground, Nam Goong Baek’s heart seemed to plummet with it.
‘If that thread had touched Seol…’
She would no longer exist in this world.
Just then, a secret transmission reached Nam Goong Baek’s ears.
It was from Dang Ji Gang.
– See? Yi Woon doesn’t care about Hong Seol at all. Hehehehe!
In that instant, a suppressed sound escaped Nam Goong Baek’s lips.
“This snake bastard really…”
Dang Yi Woon, who had been gesturing an apology toward Hong Seol, turned to look beside him.
“Brother?”
Nam Goong Baek, who was supposed to pair with him to overthrow the Dang Family twins, was glaring at him.
With blazing blue eyes burning with fury.
“That was just an accident…”
“Accident or not, I would never have put Seol in danger.”
Confusion flickered briefly in Dang Yi Woon’s crimson eyes at those words.
Clang.
The sound of a sword being hurled onto the Martial Arts Arena echoed.
Crack!
Nam Goong Baek’s fist, wrapped in blue energy even more vivid than his eyes, snapped Dang Yi Woon’s chin upward.
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“I may have made a mistake, but you threw the first punch…!”
“Don’t you dare talk back!”
Nam Goong Ho’s stern voice rang through the Guest Hall.
Dang Yi Woon, about to make excuses, flinched and closed his mouth.
Dang Yi Woon and Nam Goong Baek knelt in the reception room of the Guest Hall.
Both their handsome faces bore visible marks of their exchange of blows.
Hong Seol stood uncertainly behind a pillar in the corner of the Guest Hall’s reception room.
‘Brother, just apologize already…’
Unlike the dejected Dang Yi Woon, Nam Goong Baek showed no remorse whatsoever.
He sat with his lips pressed into a thin line, listening to his grandfather’s rebuke with an unmoved expression.
“Fighting among your own teammates during the Sam Dok Ro Test? Good heavens, what kind of disgrace is this?”
Nam Goong Ho sighed deeply. His gaze fell upon Nam Goong Baek’s left hand, which bore fresh wounds.
“Wasn’t it enough that your right hand was damaged?”
“…”
“Why didn’t you just cripple my hands permanently instead!”
No matter how angry Nam Goong Ho became, Nam Goong Baek remained silent. Nam Goong Ho’s rage boiled over as he struck his own chest repeatedly.
“And you, Yi Woon—you’re no better! How could you use a poison technique against your own allies?”
Dang Yi Mu spoke with a stern tone, his arms crossed.
“Yes… I apologize, Grandfather.”
Dang Yi Woon answered dejectedly.
Though Nam Goong Baek had struck him first without warning.
Using the poison technique had been his own mistake.
“During our exchange of blows, I became so enraged that I simply… lost control.”
I unleashed the paralysis poison.
As a result, Nam Goong Baek’s body became paralyzed, and I, bound by the cloth restraint, became equally immobilized.
The Dang Family twins claimed victory.
How gleefully Dang Family Master Dang Won Pyung had laughed!
The memory of it made my blood boil even now.
“I… was shortsighted.”
“How shortsighted must you be to resort to such methods over something so trivial!”
At Dang Yi Mu’s rebuke, Nam Goong Ho glared at Nam Goong Baek.
“That’s right, Baek—you speak first. Why did you strike Yi Woon? Everyone could see that launching the Diamond Soul Shattering Fist was no accident!”
Nam Goong Baek, who had remained silent until now, finally opened his mouth.
“…I heard something about Seol.”
“What!”
At those words, Nam Goong Ho’s hair stood on end.
“Who told you what, exactly?”
Nam Goong Baek glanced once at Hong Seol standing behind the pillar, then turned a resentful gaze toward Dang Yi Woon.
“Dang Ji Gang said that Seol wishes to marry into the Sichuan Tang Family.”
“What!”
Nam Goong Ho shot to his feet.
Hong Seol, caught off guard behind the pillar, pointed at herself with her plump fingers.
“Me? You mean me?”
“Yes. Dang Ji Gang said she heard it from Dang Yi Woon.”
Nam Goong Baek’s cold gaze turned toward Dang Yi Woon.
“Ha… Dang Ji Gang said that?”
His entire body screamed injustice.
“I said such a thing?”
Nam Goong Baek nodded.
Before Dang Yi Woon could even mount a defense, Nam Goong Ho’s neck stiffened as he cried out.
“Is it true? You spread such rumors about our Seol?”
“No, that’s not it!”
Dang Yi Woon shouted with both fists clenched, tears already welling in his eyes from the sheer injustice of it.
“But Dang Ji Gang said…”
Nam Goong Baek continued in a tone that betrayed his reluctance.
“…You said Seol Ah has your portrait. Are you claiming you didn’t know about that either?”
“That, well….”
Dang Yi Woon’s ears flushed crimson in an instant.
“I, I happened to see it. Your portrait in Seol Ah’s Sleeping Quarters, that is.”
He couldn’t bring himself to turn toward Hong Seol.
“So I thought to myself. Perhaps Seol Ah, I mean, she… cares for me, I suppose.”
He gathered his courage and met Hong Seol’s gaze.
And in the next moment.
Words tumbled from Dang Yi Woon’s lips—words that Nam Goong Baek and Nam Goong Ho had seized him by the scruff to prevent.
“I’m sorry, Seol Ah. But I cannot accept your feelings.”
He bowed his head deeply, as though genuinely remorseful.
He worried whether Seol Ah might cry hearing such words.
‘In situations like this, it’s better to state my intentions clearly.’
That was the wisdom of life Dang Yi Woon had learned through several past experiences.
‘That way, Seol Ah can let go of any false hope.’
With his resolve firm, he lifted his head to drive the point home. And looking at Hong Seol’s bright face, he spoke with deliberate clarity.
“My ideal woman is someone strong.”
Behind the pillar, Hong Seol stood frozen like stone upon hearing those words.
It felt as though she’d been struck by a poison needle on the crown of her head while walking down the street.
“Ah…?”
Words barely escaped her stiffened lips.

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