A Baby Cat Who Commands the Dog Clan - Chapter 169

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Chapter 169
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Bi Cheon Mun, a gaunt man bound tightly and dragged to the Nam Goong Family Estate, stood utterly bewildered.
Just this morning at dawn, he had been curled up sleeping in a shabby corner room of the Inn.
For the time being, I was to show my face to no one.
That had been the sole condition imposed by the one who hired me.
In exchange, they had slipped me a rather generous sum of silver coins.
So I had remained silent as a mouse, yet here I was.
“Fire!”
Acrid smoke was billowing from the Inn, thick and choking.
Bi Cheon Mun assumed the foolish Innkeeper had carelessly splashed oil on the kindling, and he scrambled to his feet in panic.
The moment I leaped through the window to save myself, a burlap sack reeking of earth was thrown over my head.
“What—what is this!”
Then came an endless barrage of blows.
“What do you mean ‘what’! You damned bastard!”
“You deserve more of this!”
Even as Bi Cheon Mun was beaten repeatedly, he was utterly baffled.
“Why are you hitting me!”
“The fact that you don’t even know why means you’ve got a long way to go!”
Damn those Beggar wretches—I’d always thought they only knew how to take a beating, but they certainly knew how to dish one out.
I suppose those who’ve been beaten know how to beat others.
“If you want the beating to stop, spill everything you know!”
They kept threatening without giving a single clue, so I had no choice but to cry out at anything that seemed even remotely suspicious.
“Seven days ago, I struck a young beggar on the back of the head! I was wrong!”
The beating seemed to pause for a moment, then harsher kicks rained down on Bi Cheon Mun’s body.
“You worthless piece of garbage!”
“Bad bastard! I knew it—these types never do just one thing!”
“Ugh! I once found a coin in a blind beggar’s money pouch and bought dumplings at an Inn near the marketplace!”
“Now that’s proper garbage! But that’s not the answer we’re looking for, you scum!”
“Ahhh! What am I supposed to say! Please, just give me a hint!”
“This bastard still hasn’t come to his senses…!”
Thud.
Suddenly, Bi Cheon Mun’s waist felt lighter—a silver coin had fallen from my purse and rolled across the floor from the relentless beating.
In that instant, a thought struck Bi Cheon Mun like lightning.
“Ah, a cipher! I deciphered a secret letter stolen from the Nam Goong Family Estate and received silver coins for it!”
And just like that, the beating stopped.
Ah, so that was it.
Bi Cheon Mun felt a surge of relief at having found the answer.
“I surrender, I surrender! If you’ll just spare my life, I’ll tell you everything about that letter!”
And so, Bi Cheon Mun found himself bound tightly with rope and dragged here.
My hands were bound, my eyes blindfolded, my ears stuffed with cotton.
Though all my senses had been cut off, I could still feel that this place was no ordinary estate.
‘Is the one who commanded me to be found actually here?’
To mobilize so many Beggar Sect members, they must be a formidable figure indeed.
At least the leader of an entire martial sect….
Pop.
With a crisp sound, the cotton wad blocking my ear canal fell away.
Then the blindfold was pulled off. Dim light flooded Bi Cheon Mun’s clouded eyes.
As he barely adjusted to the light.
Before him stood a terrifying man he had never imagined encountering in his entire life.
It was none other than Nam Goong Ho, the Nam Goong Estate Patriarch.
The scar slashed across his cheek was chilling to behold.
‘Ah, so it was him! The master who mobilized those beggars to capture me…!’
Moreover, the master before his eyes was barely restraining such fury that killing intent seeped out with each breath.
“What is your name?”
“Hhh—ggggh—ack.”
Unable to withstand Nam Goong Ho’s aura, Bi Cheon Mun was on the verge of losing consciousness.
Hong Seol, startled, rushed forward with a flutter.
“G-grandfather.”
At this rate, our hard-found witness will die before confessing anything.
Only after Hong Seol tugged at his collar several times with her trembling fingers did Nam Goong Ho withdraw his aura and step back.
“Gasp!”
Only then could Bi Cheon Mun breathe properly again.
He carefully examined the small girl who had undoubtedly saved him. She was a pretty child with her hair neatly tied up on both sides of her head.
‘Did I see that correctly? This little girl stopped this old master’s momentum with just a gesture….’
He had definitely heard of it before.
Return to Youth.
When an old master reaches a certain realm, their entire body reverts to childhood, they say.
Could it be… this little one?
Bi Cheon Mun suddenly prostrated himself before Hong Seol like a frog.
In his terror, he must have failed to hear Hong Seol call Nam Goong Ho ‘grandfather’.
“Please spare my life, Heroine! I was wrong! I am the cipher-breaker who deciphered and submitted the secret code written in the letter from the Nam Goong Estate Patriarch!”
Unbidden confessions poured from his mouth.
“…?”
Hong Seol was slightly bewildered.
‘Why is he so terrified of me?’
He seemed even more afraid of her than of Grandfather Nam Goong Ho.
It seemed direct interrogation would be difficult.
Hong Seol, being considerate, whispered to Nam Goong Ho’s ear.
“…Please ask him this way, grandfather.”
When Nam Goong Ho turned to me after hearing my whisper, Bi Cheon Mun flinched even more visibly.
To command such a terrifying man with merely a word!
That woman was undoubtedly a master of the Half-Step Heavenly Realm.
“You said it was a cipher letter. Where were you sending the decoded message?”
“T-to the Sichuan Tang Family. The recipient was definitely the Poison King Dang Yi Mu….”
Nam Goong Ho’s eyes shifted at those words.
“What did it say?”
“Y-y-yin-yang severed meridians! A young lady named Hong Seol is suffering from yin-yang severed meridians, so please perform the yin-yang blood-opening technique for her!”
“Can you identify who ordered you to decipher that code?”
Bi Cheon Mun’s gaze darted about before suddenly fixing on one spot.
“Th-there….”
Nam Goong Yeol, a man with cruel eyes, stared at Bi Cheon Mun as if to devour him whole.
“I kept him alive thinking he might prove useful. How dare this wretch…!”
Crack!
In that instant, sparks erupted through the air.
Thud, thud.
A short blade and a copper coin clattered to the ground simultaneously.
Tian Tong Gai had flicked a copper coin to deflect the dagger that Nam Goong Yeol had secretly hurled at Bi Cheon Mun.
It was a ghostly display of skill.
“Ahhhhh!”
Realizing his throat had nearly been pierced, Bi Cheon Mun’s legs gave way and he collapsed where he stood.
“Nam Goong Yeol.”
A voice that had been straining to contain rage finally broke free.
It was the Nam Goong Estate Patriarch, Nam Goong Ho.
The light blazing from his eyes seemed ready to incinerate Nam Goong Yeol on the spot.
“And you still dare claim you are not a traitor to the Nam Goong Family?”
Crash!
A tremendous force swept through the Patriarch’s Residence like a tempest. The heavy beams trembled like freshly cooked noodles.
“Ahhhhh!”
Tian Tong Gai shielded the screaming Bi Cheon Mun with his own energy.
“Come here!”
Patriarch Nam Goong On hastily wrapped his arms around his wife, Bing Yu Hua.
He was protecting her, unable to use her inner energy with her dantian sealed.
“Seol Ah!”
“Be careful!”
Nam Goong Baek and Yang Do Jin, who had rushed forward simultaneously to protect me, collided forehead-first.
“Oof.”
“Ugh!”
Both had been trying to shield me at the same time.
Witnessing this scene unfold before my eyes, I swallowed hard.
“There, older brother, and Do Jin….”
I’ve already healed my Yin-Yang Meridians.
And I received fifteen years’ worth of cultivation from Elder Dok Bi Jo.
Shouldn’t I be the one protecting these two boys instead? Hong Seol fell into brief contemplation.
In that moment, Nam Goong Yeol unleashed his opening move against his own father.
“Die!”
Crash! Boom! Bang!
The blade that grazed Nam Goong Ho’s body collided with the side wall of the Patriarch’s Residence.
The wall crumbled, and dust scattered down in a shower.
“Heh!”
Nam Goong Ho’s scarred face twitched as he casually deflected Nam Goong Yeol’s Heavenly Thunder Divine Technique.
“Nam Goong Yeol, you worthless wretch, so you finally…!”
He had spread rumors through Elder Nam Goong Mu Young to the Myo Family Estate.
He had interrogated the beggar boy Yang Do Jin about Hong Seol’s true identity.
And finally, he had even stolen the encrypted letter to send Hong Seol back to the Myo Family Estate.
By placing Nam Goong Yeol in the role of the traitor, every piece fit perfectly into place.
“So you coveted Baek’s position. You were determined to prevent him from ever recovering!”
Thus, the full truth of the incident was laid bare.

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