I Prayed for a Murim Reincarnation, But I Was Born as the Youngest Imperial Prince - Chapter 32

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Chapter 32
“Phew, though I possess but a few meager skills, I cannot simply sit by and watch Unorthodox Factions like you rob innocent commoners of their property!”
Seonwu felt a bit embarrassed after shouting that out.
‘Did I sound a bit like a protagonist just now? It didn’t look too childish, did it?’
If one was a Chivalrous Xia, shouldn’t they talk about righteousness like this?
‘Still, was that line just now a bit too much?’
He felt his skin crawl slightly.
But this was the Jianghu Journey he had always dreamed of.
Where there is chivalry, there is righteousness.
Where there is martial arts, there is friendship.
Having reincarnated into such a Wulin and finally setting out into the Jianghu, a person could be allowed to show off a little.
“Junior Disciple, my words just now didn’t sound too boastful, did they?”
“This Junior Disciple’s heart is simply overwhelmed by senior brother’s Hoyeonjigi. I will follow you with absolute devotion on your path to punish evil and establish righteousness.”
Unlike Seonwu, who had shouted as if acting, Dan Suyeong bowed his head with a tone that carried a terrifyingly intense sincerity.
‘Uh, well, this guy is for real.’
Feeling a frightening loyalty that suggested he would truly follow his words no matter what, Seonwu found himself unable to say anything more.
At any rate, with the four men leading the way, Seonwu stood before the Heuksa Sect.
Perhaps because they had heard news of their arrival in advance?
The main gate was wide open, and inside, the Heuksa Sect members were packed like sardines.
“Oh? They’re all gathered here?”
Seonwu roughly counted, and there were well over a hundred people.
Two hundred?
It was about that many.
And in the middle of those two hundred people stood one man whose attire and aura were different.
“Is that man your Munju?”
At Seonwu’s question, the four nodded their heads vigorously.
“He is not the Munju, but the Bumunju. Please show some respect…”
“Just go and tell him we’ve arrived.”
Seonwu lightly kicked the backside of the guy who was rambling about respect.
Though he was someone who had never thrown a single object at anyone back in the palace, he could never look kindly upon bastards who harassed a shop into ruin.
The guy stumbled before running forward.
“Bu… Bumunju, as for how this happened…”
“I have already heard. You, go over there.”
“Yes.”
Sa Oh-pyeong took a few steps toward Seonwu and clasped his hands in a martial salute.
“There has been a somewhat unpleasant incident with my subordinates, which has caused an esteemed guest to make a trip here. I am Sa Oh-pyeong, the Bumunju of the Heuksa Sect. Though it is presumptuous, I am also called the Heuksa-gwon around here.”
“Oh, you have a Byeolho! Wow, a Byeolho… he has a Byeolho.”
Seonwu looked at Dan Suyeong and asked.
“You don’t have a Byeolho yet, right?”
“No, senior brother.”
“Heh, I don’t have one either. But we’ll get one eventually, right?”
“Of course.”
Sa Oh-pyeong did not get angry at the rude attitude of the two fellow disciples who ignored a person’s greeting and chatted among themselves.
Not getting angry in this kind of situation does diminish one’s dignity as a leader.
But that also depends on who the opponent is.
A subordinate foolish enough to push their luck after they leave, just because their leader controlled his temper well in front of a Jeoljeong Gosu, would learn dignity again after being beaten a few times.
‘Still, it’s a good thing I told my two older brothers to just stay in the room and watch the situation for now.’
Particularly if the Eldest Brother were to burst into anger for no reason, it could ruin the plan to buy time.
Reaching the High-Ascending Realm is certainly amazing, but…
‘No matter how I look at it, that swordsman with those fierce, wolf-like eyes…’
He is a Jeoljeong Gosu.
He didn’t feel this level of pressure even against his eldest brother.
Even if he couldn’t win, he never felt as if his head would be severed in a single blow if he made a wrong move.
The aura he radiated.
The flawless posture.
Everything overall warned him that this was a realm above, one he dared not oppose.
On the other hand, the senior brother’s side was a bit ambiguous.
‘His body has certainly trained in Martial Arts, but…’
His physique and muscles were clearly those of an excellent martial artist.
However, his aura was empty, and his posture was entirely relaxed and natural, making it seem as if he subtly had openings.
If that was his level, maybe he could handle him himself?
At least if his two older brothers were together with him, could he call it a guaranteed victory?
‘Is the junior disciple actually the one with superior martial talent, while the senior brother is just respected according to his seniority within the sect?’
Or perhaps he has no talent for martial arts but excels in academics, or comes from a good family.
In any case, a Peak Realm master was glaring at him with a terrifying momentum.
Under normal circumstances, a bloodbath wouldn’t break out right in broad daylight in a city where the county office is located…
But then again, you never know.
That bastard might suddenly chop off one of his hands, saying it can be settled as long as he doesn’t kill him.
If the backing behind those guys was strong enough, they might just brush off a severed hand among Wulin men, since it wasn’t a life that was taken.
‘Smile. I must smile.’
Until Master arrives, he just had to drag out the time.
Cold sweat poured down his back, but Sa Oh-pyeong merely spoke with caution.
“If it is not a discourtesy, may I know the names of the two great heroes?”
“Ah, right. I should give you an answer. I am Seon-yeong, and this guy is Jeol-yeong.”
Seonwu used the aliases he intended to use when entering the Wulin exactly as they were.
“We are Jianghu Novices and don’t have a Byeolho, so please understand.”
“Ahem, I shall call you Hero Seon-yeong. I heard that there seemed to be a dispute with my subordinates, but I have not heard the details. Would you tell me how it came to this? My inability to govern my subordinates is my own lack of virtue, so once I know the circumstances, I may show my sincerity with an appropriate compensation.”
If the opponent would back off after receiving a bit of money, nothing could be better.
Because they could make much more if they just seized that restaurant later anyway.
But if they came here out of youthful hot-bloodedness to practice righteousness after hearing about the restaurant owner’s plight, it wouldn’t be that simple.
‘If worst comes to worst…’
He would have to consider giving up on that property, or offering to buy it at a fair price.
‘With the former, I can wait a while after the opponent leaves and work on it in a different way later…’
The latter would be a bit bitter, but it was a small price to pay to avoid a typhoon called a Jeoljeong Gosu.
“Oh? Pushing it onto your subordinates, are we?”
Seonwu smiled faintly, ignoring even the minimum level of honorifics.
The methods of these kinds of bastards were obvious, after all.
‘Since the officials don’t properly crack down on these Unorthodox Factions, a Chivalrous Xia is definitely necessary!’
Of course, it felt like countless scammers lived perfectly well in his past life in the Republic of Korea too.
He had rarely seen the core members of voice phishing rings get properly punished either, rather than just the low-level grunts.
The Great Long Empire’s situation wasn’t much different.
Compared to the crazy era when Demonic Monsters swarmed and people were dying, the Imperial Court officials sang praises in unison that the present was a time of great peace…
While those words might not be wrong, it didn’t mean that this era was entirely without shadows either.
“Ahem, I merely wish to clear up any misunderstanding, and if we have done wrong, to resolve it appropriately.”
“He bought that shop with the money he painstakingly saved his entire life to finally settle down and find stability, but because those four bastards kept coming and going to chase away all the customers, a perfectly fine shop is on the verge of ruin. The restaurant owner was practically weeping, you know?”
In truth, he hadn’t wailed out loud.
He had simply complained while matching their words.
“Just because you use a bit of martial arts, you ruin a shop that amounts to the entire fortune an innocent commoner saved over a lifetime, trying to extort it for a pitifull price, and now you’re trying to play innocent?”
“Ahem, it is true that this sect intended to buy that shop and connect it with other nearby places to expand our business on a larger scale.”
“And?”
“However, I thought a detailed transaction was not something for me to personally step in on, so I trusted my subordinates and left them to negotiate well on their own to buy it at a good price.”
There was no lie in his words.
Naturally, with his status as the Bumunju, he had left the task of loitering in front of the shop and chasing away all the customers to his subordinates.
It was also true that he had only given the instruction to [handle it well on their own].
Of course, when phrased like that, both he and the subordinates who heard it knew exactly what handling it well meant.
However, when an incident like this occurred, it became time to cut off the tail.
I simply told them to [handle it well and buy it as cheaply as possible on their own].
“As a buyer, isn’t it only natural to want to cut down the price if possible? However, I merely meant for them to bargain well, but it seems my subordinate’s loyalty was excessive in a mistaken direction.”
“Ho, so the Bumunju knew nothing about it?”
“To think they went beyond bargaining to ruin the shop just to buy it cheaply, I truly did not know.”
Seonwu smirked.
‘I know it’s a blatant lie.’
But look at this guy?
Honestly, since they were an Unorthodox Faction wielding power in a single county, he had inwardly thought they would just be ignorant, reckless, Third-Class thugs.
But they give ambiguous instructions from the start just in case things get tangled up?
And because they see it might be hard to face us with their own strength alone, they immediately lower their tails and look for a way to back out?
This guy has more brains than expected.
To put it conversely, if left alone, he would only evolve into something more vicious, not reform himself.
“Ho, you truly didn’t know? It doesn’t seem like this is the first time though?”
“Huh? Have there been more such incidents? But those are just rumors, shouldn’t we look into whether they are true or not…”
Backing down regarding this one case was something he could agree to.
But to compensate for everything that had happened until now?
That was equivalent to saying the sect’s finances would go bankrupt.
How much of what they had earned so far had already become Spiritual Medicine and vanished into the stomachs of himself and his two older brothers?
How could he vomit that back up now.
He had to hold his ground where he needed to.
‘The other side isn’t someone who has lived here long either.’
He was just a passing master.
Even if the restaurant owner informed on them, it was ultimately just the words of a single person.
‘I didn’t excessively harass the locals just to prepare for times like this.’
They had merely worked on a few outsiders who came in without knowing any better over the years.
Regarding the operations of the Heuksa Sect, the locals of Sangdang County had all turned a blind eye, thinking as long as it wasn’t them, it was fine.
They wouldn’t recklessly give testimonies without considering their own future lives just because a passing master asked.
Though they couldn’t match them in martial arts, he would hold his ground where he had to and deny what wasn’t true.
“Oh, really. You’re saying you never told them to look into it and buy it appropriately?”
“Of course, this sect has purchased a few businesses before. But to say we caused this kind of trouble every time…”
“If you say ‘appropriately’ means you don’t know what happens underneath? Then I’ll give you a taste of it.”
Seonwu had no intention of just having a war of words.
Why keep martial arts if not to use it?
Anyway, these shameless bastards would just keep denying it endlessly.
‘What I expected was for this guy to underestimate us and immediately strike first.’
Then he could have countered beautifully.
If he keeps just talking, we might as well make the first move.
“Jeol-yeong.”
“Yes, senior brother.”
“Why don’t you handle it appropriately so that man speaks the truth?”
[Don’t kill him, just break one of his limbs appropriately.]
Fearing that Dan Suyeong might completely cripple the opponent if he didn’t give specific instructions via Sound Transmission, Seonwu spoke in more detail.
“Yes, senior brother.”
Dan Suyeong strode forward toward Sa Oh-pyeong.
Each and every step radiated an immense pressure, leaving the members of the Heuksa Sect at a loss, waiting for the Bumunju’s orders.
‘Should we run and block him?’
‘But against a Jeoljeong Gosu whom even the Bumunju is wary of, people like us?’
What if the master uses a fierce hand if they step forward?
Whether someone could kill a person in the middle of a city in broad daylight was a rational thought.
But there was absolutely no rule saying they wouldn’t just do it and figure out how to clean it up later.
Even if the opponent was wanted later on, their own lives wouldn’t come back.
Yet, if they just stood still, their loyalty would be questioned.
“B-Block him, everyone!”
Backing away, Sa Oh-pyeong urgently shouted.
“Brother!”
The doors of the room flew open, and his two older brothers dashed out as well.
They were surrounded by two hundred people, and all three boss-level figures were present.
But without a shred of hesitation, Dan Suyeong shot forward in the next instant.
His lord had commanded.
To hunt.
Then, he would simply hunt.

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