A Baby Cat Who Commands the Dog Clan - Chapter 167

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Chapter 167
“You see, I heard something strange just a moment ago?”
Hong Seol spoke while studying each person who had arrived from the Branch Family Residence.
“Je Gal Lady from the Myo Family Estate asked me—is it true that I couldn’t heal my Yin-Yang Severed Meridians?”
At those words, the elders from the Branch Family murmured amongst themselves.
“Didn’t that child recover her body in Sichuan?”
“That’s why I thought the Myo Family Estate came to retrieve her.”
“This is the first I’ve heard that her body wasn’t healed.”
Yet only one among them showed neither surprise nor confusion.
That person simply gazed at Hong Seol with eyes that blazed like flickering flames.
Hong Seol stuck out her pink tongue playfully and spoke.
“Of course you haven’t heard—because I’m the one who spread that false rumor!”
“What!”
“What on earth for?”
Then something more attention-grabbing occurred.
One of the Branch Family elders suddenly shot to his feet.
“What’s the matter?”
“J-just now, that little brat transmitted her voice directly to me!”
He pointed at Hong Seol with his finger and cried out.
“What did she say?”
“She said she deliberately spread false rumors to someone suspected of being a spy.”
Though brief, it had been an unmistakable transmission of inner energy.
“Hehe….”
I could use inner energy.
In other words, I had just proven to everyone that I had healed my Yin-Yang Severed Meridians.
After Je Gal Seon and now consecutively to the Branch Family elder, I was admittedly a bit exhausted from the transmissions.
Hong Seol continued while breathing heavily.
“W-where on earth did the M-Myo Family Estate h-hear that I, I couldn’t h-heal my Y-Yin-Yang Severed M-Meridians?”
Having barely recovered her breath, Hong Seol looked around.
“There’s only one person here I spread such rumors to.”
Hong Seol smiled brightly.
“Isn’t that right? Elder Nam Goong Mu Young.”
All eyes shot toward the stern-faced old man like arrows.
It was then.
Crack.
A chilling sound of grinding teeth echoed out.
Bing Yu Hua suddenly sprang to her feet, extended her nails, and lunged at Nam Goong Mu Young.
“I knew this old bastard was a traitor!”
The flustered Nam Goong On quickly reached out and caught Bing Yu Hua’s wrist using the Golden Lock technique.
“No, madam! That’s not it!”
“Release me, Patriarch! Today I’ll cut down that bat-like old geezer!”
Bing Yu Hua, her fury reaching a boiling point, thrashed about wildly.
Nam Goong On hastily wrapped his arms around her from behind and sent a transmission.
– It’s a misunderstanding! Elder Judge Nam Goong Mu Young is on our side—Hong Seol vouches for him.
“…What?”
The moment Hong Seol’s name reached her ears, Bing Yu Hua’s rage evaporated as if it had never been.
“Huff.”
Hastily suppressing her fury, Bing Yu Hua bowed deeply to Nam Goong Mu Young in apology.
“…My sincerest apologies.”
Nam Goong Mu Young shrugged as though it were nothing of consequence.
Bing Yu Hua kept her head lowered, muttering softly.
“But my misunderstanding surely stems partly from the Elder’s usual conduct….”
Noticing Bing Yu Hua’s discomfort, Hong Seol swiftly shifted the atmosphere.
“I asked for a fortnight before returning to the Myo Family Estate, and then I sought out Patriarch Nam Goong On.”
Nam Goong On and Hong Seol’s eyes met in midair.
“And I requested of the Patriarch that under the pretense of consulting with the main family’s merchant guild, he summon Elder Nam Goong Mu Young.”
Nam Goong On nodded, his expression filled with trust.
“Thanks to that, I was able to meet Elder Nam Goong Mu Young away from prying eyes.”
Hong Seol’s eyes gleamed as I continued.
“And I earnestly requested that he spread the false rumor that I failed to cure the Yin-Yang Severed Meridian to a certain someone.”
Only one person was suited to relay such a rumor on Elder Nam Goong Mu Young’s behalf.
“Elder, who is this person?”
Nam Goong Mu Young answered without blinking an eye.
“It is Nam Goong Yeol, the Branch Family Patriarch.”
A suffocating silence fell over the Patriarch’s Residence.
“Lies, all lies!”
The one who shot to his feet and cried out was none other than Nam Goong Do.
“Surely you don’t all believe this? That foolish cat-girl fabricated the whole thing!”
“Silence!”
Nam Goong On’s voice thundered out.
“How dare you raise your voice here! Or are you, like your father, daring to insult the Patriarch of the Nam Goong Family?”
Startled by Nam Goong On’s unprecedented intensity, Nam Goong Do turned to look at his father.
“F-Father….”
There, Nam Goong Yeol’s face flushed crimson as he glared at Nam Goong On, an overwhelming aura radiating from his entire being.
Hong Seol’s small shoulders shrank inward.
Had I not been channeling my inner energy all this while, the killing intent alone from Nam Goong Yeol would have left my cheeks lacerated.
But I had already drawn protective energy throughout my body in preparation.
“How truly amusing.”
A sinister voice thick with rage filled Hong Seol’s ears.
“You dare frame the Branch Family Patriarch on nothing but street gossip, you wretched cat-human?”
It was a terrifying voice.
I fought the urge to turn and flee, forcing myself to stand my ground.
I could not retreat now.
What I was about to do was to protect the Nam Goong Family Estate’s kin.
“Of course not.”
Gathering my courage, I met Nam Goong Yeol’s gaze directly.
“But do you know what happens when you play cat’s cradle?”
At this sudden mention of cat’s cradle, Nam Goong Yeol’s brow furrowed.
“Well, a single strand of silk thread snaps incredibly easily, you see? Even the slightest pressure breaks it.”
Recalling the times I had played cat’s cradle with Mae Ran, I gestured animatedly as I explained.
“But when you twist three strands of thread together and play cat’s cradle, it becomes so strong that it never breaks!”
“What nonsense is this…?”
“It means the evidence of your betrayal isn’t just one thread.”
“What?”
Nam Goong Yeol’s expression darkened. But my gaze was not on him—it was fixed on the door of the Patriarch’s Residence.
The door had swung wide open at some point. The Changcheon Division had cleared the way, and now someone was entering.
‘The second strand of silk has arrived!’
Soon, a massive shadow fell across the room, backlit by the sun.
A perpetually flushed nose as though drunk, and nine distinct knots adorning the waist sash.
“Master Tian Tong Gai!”
From the mouth of the small cat came the name of the Beggar Sect Master, a figure known throughout the martial world.
“Hehehehe, it seems this old man arrived at just the right moment.”
“B-Beggar Sect Master, we greet you!”
Faced with such a distinguished elder of the martial world, even the proud Nam Goong Family Estate elders bowed their heads deeply.
First the Supreme Commander of the Martial Arts Alliance, and now the Beggar Sect Master himself.
What tricks did this small cat possess to gather such heroes of the martial world?
“The Beggar Sect does not typically meddle in family disputes.”
Nam Goong Yeol spoke in a low, threatening tone.
“I came here today for the sake of my disciple in the Beggar Sect.”
From behind Tian Tong Gai, the beggar boy Yang Do Jin walked out with dignified bearing.
Nam Goong Yeol flinched for a moment, then quickly turned his head away as if nothing had happened.
“Do you not remember? The boy whom the street ruffians you hired beat mercilessly not long ago.”
“What are you talking about? I have no idea what you mean.”
Tian Tong Gai looked around at the elders as he spoke.
“I wonder if you all know, but my young disciple once became trapped in an Underground Chamber with a girl named Hong Seol and managed to escape.”
Everyone present already knew of this incident.
But what came next would be new to their ears.
“However, not long after, three street thugs accosted this boy on the road and beat him without mercy.”
At these words, the Branch Family Residence elders exchanged uneasy glances.
Using street ruffians was a method that suited Nam Goong Yeol perfectly.
“Yang Do Jin, do you remember what those ruffians said?”
“Yes, Master.”
Yang Do Jin, standing among the unfamiliar faces, opened his mouth to speak.

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