Doctor’s Rebirth - Chapter 644

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Chapter 644
At that moment, the three men began speaking loudly, as if to make a show of it.
“Brother Dan! Your inner strength has made such remarkable progress…! That’s truly astounding. Is there such a grand technique?”
“Krahaha! It’s thanks to the secret method of the main family. It’s also relatively cheaper than creating spiritual pills through alchemy.”
‘Brother Dan? The Dan family? Could this be related to that Dan Seok-san who committed insurance fraud?’
While I was thinking this, the three men continued chattering back and forth.
“Remarkable indeed. Truly worthy of the Dan family. Isn’t that right, Brother Beigong?”
“It is certainly surprising, Brother Jongli.”
Sama Hyeon sent a transmission.
[One of them seems to be from the Beigong family.]
[The Beigong family isn’t one of the Eight Great Families, but if I remember correctly, they’re still a fairly strong clan…right?]
[Yes. They also have connections with the Hwaju Medical Institute, so they wouldn’t have dealings with Baekrin Uiseon. And the families below the Eight Great ones tend to stick together.]
I could sense why without him needing to explain.
The Eight Great Families were more worldly than the Nine Great Sects, so they tended to monopolize profits among themselves.
In modern terms, it was similar to how large corporations intermarry to do business together.
From the perspective of small and medium enterprises, it was infuriating.
[But the person being treated as the eldest in that group seems to be from the Dan family…. Is it Dan Seok-san’s household?]
Sama Hyeon nodded at those words.
[It’s quite likely. But why did those bastards come to such a mid-range inn when they have plenty of money? For us, it’s a blessing they came here~]
[C-could it be that the duck here is that delicious?]
Jin Cheon-hee’s blue eyes gleamed again as he glanced back toward the kitchen.
That gaze was almost desperate.
Then.
The man called Brother Dan glanced around the surroundings, and he discovered Jin Cheon-hee shooting eye-lasers at the kitchen.
Creak—
He rose from his seat and approached Jin Cheon-hee.
Then he glanced at Sama Hyeon as well, and his face flushed.
[Brother. That bastard’s coming.]
[Huh? Did he notice? If we’re going to fight, I want to eat the duck first.]
Watching his brother speak with such desperation, Sama Hyeon sighed.
[…That doesn’t seem to be it.]
He cleared his throat a few times, then swept his hair back. Then, with a charming smile, he spoke.
“I greet you two lovely ladies. I am Dan Seok-han of the Bokgeon Dan family, a humble and unknown person. If the opportunity permits, would you not join us for a drink together?”
At least this wasn’t Dan Seok-san himself.
Given that only one character differed—’Han’ instead of ‘San’—he appeared to be a family member of the same generation.
Jin Cheon-hee was shocked.
‘This bastard… did he come to this mid-range inn on purpose to hit on someone? Because there are lots of wealthy people in the upscale districts, he deliberately came to a place like this?’
That was it.
It was like showing a Seoul National University student ID and appealing, ‘I’m a Seoul National student, and I became interested in you, so I approached you.’ Like some greenhorn trying anything.
‘Right. There were plenty of those types back in my day. Guys who’d casually mention being a medical student and try anything to make it work.’
When I say that, people mistakenly expect reactions like, “Wow! A medical student~! You must study hard~ I want a doctor husband too~”
But reality offers only one response: “…Is this guy insane?”
To successfully approach someone, you simply need to be handsome. And you need to appear sane.
Surprisingly, the most important factor is actually appearing sane.
Even if a male idol-level handsome man tried to approach someone at a café, online forums would only comment, “If a guy like that came up to me, I’d be thrilled!”
But in reality, people think, “What the hell? Is this some pyramid scheme?” or “Is he in a cult?” and they leave.
[Is this inn the type that pursues meetings between men and women?]
If it were that kind of establishment, I’d understand.
[No, everyone’s just here to eat.]
I see.
Moreover, considering how massive the Bokgeon Dangga is, anyone from this neighborhood would know it—yet he’s openly revealing it himself.
And he’s deliberately adding the phrase “unknown and insignificant” on top of that.
I suppressed the cringe crawling up my spine and sent a silent transmission to Sama Hyeon.
[Hyeon-a. Aren’t you surprised?]
[Hyeong. When you travel in disguise, this kind of thing happens all the time~]
All the time?
Is that why Sama Hyeon is covering her mouth with her sleeve and laughing, “Ohohoho”?
[I see. But we’re disguised as inconspicuously as possible right now.]
[Even at this level, some people will approach. Some even see us as easy targets and approach even more boldly.]
I see.
I stared at her in disbelief.
Whatever she interpreted from that look, she flashed a confident smile.
I know this smile.
That laugh that says, “Even someone lowborn like you recognizes our family’s status.”
In Korea too, there were rare cases where people from wealthy families who only studied and entered university with zero social skills but ruined personalities developed such delusions.
‘This is oddly repulsive.’
If I hadn’t known, I wouldn’t have thought much of it. But now, combining my past and present lives, I’m old enough to be a grandfather—the problem is I know everything.
Sama Hyeon seemed to sense my mood and quickly spoke.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Server Sohyeop. I’m Sama Hee, working as a courier for the Unryongpyoguk~ And this is my companion, Jin Cheon-hyeon~”
[Hyeon-a, we just swapped the last characters of our names. Is this okay?]
It’s even different from the fake identity papers we prepared in advance.
[It’s fine. Hyeong~ The Central Plains are vast, and if someone’s smart enough to notice that, they won’t survive doing this anyway.]
[What kind of….]
Sama Hyeon asked instead.
[Hyeong. Do you think everyone in the world thinks deeply about everything? You’ve been fighting strong opponents in intense mental battles, so you’re different. But most people live like those mountain bandits from last time who just charged in recklessly.]
‘Is this normal? Am I the abnormal one?’
Sure enough, Dan Seok-san’s face flushed.
“Sama Hee, Miss Jin Cheon-hyeon. Even your names are beautiful.”
He fell for it? He actually fell for this?
Come to think of it, he might just assume these are obviously aliases.
Perhaps I could simply assume they share a similar name.
Or more likely, they wouldn’t even think that much about it.
‘People care far less about others than I imagined.’
It was the same with Princess Seon-hee.
Even now, no one in the entire Gangho suspects or connects her to anything.
…I see. People just live carelessly.
Everyone only cares about their own affairs.
‘What kind of people have I been dealing with all this time?’
The Martial Arts Alliance, Sadoren, the Demonic Cult, Hyeolseonggyo, officials, the Eunuch General, even the Emperor.
When I think about it, they were all people lacking sanity.
‘Could it be that I’ve been skiing down an expert course from the very beginning?’
When I consider the people around me—my Master, Yoo Ho, even the heads of the Sega—they all possess profound depths.
‘So that’s it. Most people actually just live carelessly!’
I cupped my fists toward Dan Seok-han.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sohyeop. I am Jin Cheon-hyeon, a messenger of the Unryongpyoguk. We are currently on a delivery run, so I must respectfully decline alcohol.”
I considered saying it was due to my monastic vows, but since my cover was as a lay disciple, I omitted that. Besides, the Abbot drinks just fine.
Using seduction tactics to extract information from these types would be difficult given my sensibilities.
I declined politely.
Yet Dan Seok-han showed no sign of backing down, pressing on persistently.
“If you’re a messenger of the Unryongpyoguk, then you’re from the place that handled our family’s shipment.”
I thought to myself.
Hm? He’s bringing that up? This bastard….
“The theft of the shipment was indeed an unfortunate incident. However, I heard that you conducted a major suppression campaign against the bandits….”
At those words, Sama Hyeon smiled broadly and linked her arm through mine.
“It’s true~ That’s why we’ve resumed our deliveries~”
Saying so, she deliberately tapped the wall, and only then did Dan Seok-han click his tongue slightly and turn to leave.
“I see. Then perhaps we shall meet again when the opportunity arises.”
As Dan Seok-han withdrew, the server hurriedly set down a roasted duck.
“Your ordered dish has just come out!”
I cursed inwardly.
‘No matter how I look at it, this server was clearly waiting with the duck to avoid interrupting Dan Seok-han’s flirtation attempt.’
Though she said it just came out, the duck had cooled somewhat.
At my current level, I could reheat it with my inner energy and eat it. But it doesn’t quite feel the same as eating it fresh.
Still, I picked up the duck with chopsticks and wrapped it in thin crepes and spring pancakes to eat.
Crunch—
‘It’s delicious enough to overlook.’
The rich duck meat danced across my tongue.
Sama Hyeon sent a telepathic message.
[Now that his seduction attempt failed, his behavioral pattern will split into two possibilities. Hyeong.]
[Two possibilities?]
I had my doubts about using the word “pattern,” but I let it slide.
It came so naturally that I couldn’t even call it out!
[Those who retreat obediently. Or villains trying to force something.]
…Had a classical martial arts novel trope arrived? My mood turned sour.
[I’ve even been called a color demon by the Martial Arts Alliance, so it’s awkward to ask, but does that happen often?]
A color demon with a chaste body.
Truly a peculiar epithet.
[The Gangho is vast and bastards are plentiful, brother. The Abbot castrated quite a few notorious villains in his youth, you know~?]
[I see. He sealed his dantian for possessing martial prowess yet failing to practice righteousness, so if one possesses that yet cannot control it, he sealed its function too.]
[That’s usually how villains end up. And since the Abbot didn’t break it but simply severed it, they probably all died from hemorrhage and excruciating pain~]
‘In martial arts novels, villains who appear that way usually meet terrible ends. Either at the protagonist’s hands, or caught by some celibate master.’
The Abbot was quite formidable in his youth.
[Anyway, we can figure out what these bastards are later.]
[Right. Let’s wait and see for now. Besides, that guy’s attitude is suspicious, isn’t it? He pocketed the penalty for stealing the goods but completely omitted that story. He also shows surprisingly little emotional change.]
I nodded.
‘If most people live carelessly, do they also lie carelessly?’
I suddenly grew curious but didn’t show it.
After finishing the meal, I headed up to my room.
I planned to wait until sunset like this.
* * *
‘Night has fallen. Mafia members, open your eyes.’
Sama Hyeon and I came out through the window.
We were already in disguise, but with masks on top of that.
Fortunately, the night sky was dark with the moon barely visible, which was perfect.
Standing on the roof and eyeballing which route to infiltrate, I spotted other masked persons in the distance.
[What the hell is that?]
Hiding and watching, this masked person wasn’t entering through the window of the room where the two originally were?
Some commotion erupted inside, then they came back out.
[Looks like that bastard Dan Seok-han ordered us to kidnap them, brother.]
[These bastards live carelessly but still get others to do their dirty work?]
My eyes turned blue with rage.
[Brother~ what should we do? Should we catch those guys?]
[Let’s catch them first.]
[Got it. But Gaga~ relax your eyes a bit. You look like you’ll be spotted.]
Damn Hyeonwon Jeondan Singeong.
I tapped my forehead and released the tension from my brain.
“How’s the eye color?”
“Okay! All right!”
This guy is definitely not a Gangho member no matter how I look at it.
Thinking so, I immediately sprang down below the window.
“Who the hell are you?!”
The Masked Persons drew their swords in unison.

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