My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 154

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154.

“What do you mean?”

“Do you happen to know when the Triplets might return?”

“Well. The day of harvest doesn’t concern me much, so I didn’t pay attention to it, but I remember it being a thousand days of training.”

Seol Mujin was startled.

“A thousand days means three years!”

“Yes. They’ll probably go through ten processes, breaking it into a hundred days each.”

“Surely my siblings won’t be in the Demonic Cult for a thousand days?”

“That would depend on the situation there, wouldn’t it?”

Well, there’s no way Yeon Gok would know.

He had just come here out of frustration.

Yeon Gok comforted Seol Mujin.

“Don’t worry too much. If you’re going to worry, you should worry about the Demonic Cult instead. The most useless thing in the world is worrying about Samtaesang.”

“To me, they’re just cute little siblings.”

“The most frightening cute little siblings in the world.”

Still, after having various conversations with Yeon Gok, his worries about the Triplets faded considerably.

And his longing to see them grew even stronger.

Seol Mujin, suppressing his desire to go to the Demonic Cult immediately, went to find Byeon Taebang.

That day too, Byeon Taebang had gone to the orphanage early in the morning to teach the children.

When Seol Mujin visited, the children cheered and welcomed him.

He was grateful for these children who welcomed him so warmly whenever he occasionally dropped by.

The children over fifteen showed quite mature appearances.

Those kids would soon have to enter the path of thugs.

Though they would be different from other thugs, the essence wouldn’t change.

Byeon Taebang accurately read the mind from Seol Mujin’s complicated expression.

“Becoming a thug isn’t necessarily all bad.”

“If I had to find good aspects, there wouldn’t be none, but it’s true that being a thug isn’t good.”

“Just because those kids become part of the underworld, would they bully the weak? Or would they engage in human trafficking or murder?”

“Such things should absolutely never happen.”

Byeon Taebang said with a smile.

“Those kids will become the Central Plains’ first good thugs.”

“That’s somewhat comforting. And I have something to tell you.”

“I’ll listen respectfully.”

“About the sect we’re establishing this time?”

“I heard you’ve decided on Young Master Hwangbo as the sect leader?”

“Yes. I was hoping Byeon Chongwan would join us too.”

“I already have work to do, don’t I?”

“Having Byeon Chongwan only handle underworld thugs is like using a cow-slaughtering knife to kill a chicken.”

“What role are you thinking of giving me?”

“If it’s alright with you, I’d like you to teach martial arts to the disciples.”

“By martial arts, do you mean Hyeongi Gate’s martial arts?”

“Yes. Would that be difficult?”

Byeon Taebang waved his hands dismissively.

“What would be difficult about it? Hyeongi Gate’s martial arts aren’t even mine, and I’m already teaching them to the kids. But would the disciples want to learn my martial arts? The ones joining initially will all have their own martial arts they’re already practicing.”

Since they weren’t taking young disciples but having existing martial artists join, Byeon Taebang was right.

“You’d only need to teach those who want to learn.”

“Rather than that, how about merging this orphanage with the sect?”

“What?”

“Kids with money and talent will somehow get into prestigious sects if they want to learn martial arts, but the kids here are far behind. And such kids will continue to appear in the future.”

“You’re suggesting we take in children who’ve lost their parents as disciples.”

“We don’t necessarily need to charge money to teach, do we?”

Prestigious orthodox sects mostly receive large donations in the name of contribution fees when taking disciples.

Especially for sects like the Nine Great Sects, these donations play a major role in operating the sect.

But the sect they would create wouldn’t lack the means to operate even without donation fees.

“That’s a good idea. So you’ll take on the role of martial arts instructor?”

“I’m grateful that you’re giving me such an important role.”

“Please join us once the underworld affairs are stabilized.”

“Understood.”

Now his business in Jinan was roughly finished.

Returning home, Seol Mujin told Hwangbo Cheonak, Namgung Hyemin, and Jegal Jaeryeong that they would go to Shaanxi Province where Jongnampa was located tomorrow.

Jegal Jaeryeong asked Seol Mujin.

“You’re going to find out if Jongnampa has sided with the Fourth Prince, right?”

“That’s right.”

“Do you have a plan?”

“What comes to mind first is pretending I’m a messenger from the Fourth Prince’s side, but even if that plan works, it could cause problems later.”

“Right. We might need to bring Jongnampa to the Third Prince’s side. A relationship that starts with deception is definitely not good.”

Namgung Hyemin said.

“Does Jongnampa know that the Odaesega are together with the Third Prince?”

Though they had talked about their cooperative relationship quite loudly, it hadn’t become a rumor in the martial world.

Jegal Jaeryeong shook her head.

“Jongnampa’s intelligence network probably isn’t that good.”

“Then how about going ambiguously? We let them know we’re on the same side as royalty, but make it confusing whether it’s the Third Prince or Fourth Prince.”

“Sister’s idea isn’t bad. If Jongnampa tries to pry further, it would mean they have some connection with the Fourth Prince.”

“If they’re not interested at all, it means they have no contact with royalty.”

Seol Mujin said.

“Then let’s coordinate our story that way for now. And everyone, don’t be too complacent just because Jongnampa is an orthodox sect. The fight over the throne isn’t a matter of orthodox or unorthodox.”

After planning detailed strategies for about half an hour, they went to their respective rooms to prepare for departure.

Seol Mujin headed to Yeonji-ru to meet Yeon Seobi.

The midday Yeonji-ru was, as always, asleep in the quiet embrace of sunlight.

Just as Seol Mujin was about to enter through the gate, his gaze stopped at the left alley.

He felt the presence of someone watching him.

While pondering whether to pretend not to notice or catch them, a face slowly appeared from the alley.

The familiar face was Jang Baekjoong, Bang Goyang’s disciple.

Even though their eyes met, he didn’t readily come out of the alley.

He looked like someone being pursued.

Seol Mujin also looked around, but saw no watching eyes.

So he approached the alley where Jang Baekjoong was hiding.

Jang Baekjoong, meeting him in the alley, showed relief.

“Fortunately, you were in Jinan.”

“What’s the matter?”

“Teacher is in danger.”

“Elder Bang? Why?”

“Well, Gaebang has caught on to what Teacher has been doing.”

They say if the tail is too long, it gets stepped on, and what was bound to come had finally come.

“Where is Elder Bang now?”

“Fortunately, he managed to escape, but he’s in a dangerous state. If Gaebang catches him, he won’t be safe.”

Since he had used his power as a Gaebang elder to handle things like assassination brokerage, there was no way Gaebang would just let it slide.

“He might even be killed.”

Jang Baekjoong’s voice was full of fear.

Even though it was a seed planted by Bang Goyang, he couldn’t just pretend not to know about it.

“Is there anything I can help with?”

Jang Baekjoong let out a long sigh.

“Haah―! Honestly, I don’t know. Teacher only told me to escape, but how could I run away to save only myself? That’s why I came to find you, Seol Podoo, in my desperation.”

“So Elder Bang doesn’t even know you came here?”

“He didn’t even think to ask Seol Podoo for help. He said he would clean up his affairs and then go to the Beggar Sect himself.”

“Where is Elder Bang now?”

“He’s in Kaifeng, Henan Province.”

“Kaifeng is where the Beggar Sect’s main headquarters is located, isn’t it? The tiger is coming to hunt, yet he’s staying in the tiger’s den?”

Jang Baekjoong smiled bitterly.

“He’s already prepared himself.”

“I’m not sure if there’s a way I can help. I’m not even a martial artist.”

“In times like these, wouldn’t a government official have significant influence?”

“I don’t think the Beggar Sect would pay attention to the government though.”

Jang Baekjoong let out a long sigh.

“That’s true.”

It didn’t seem like it would be much help, but he couldn’t just not try at all.

“I’ll go visit the Beggar Sect headquarters.”

“Would you really do that?”

“Let’s leave together tomorrow. I’ll be going with the young masters of the Hwangbo, Namgung, and Jegal families, so keep that in mind.”

“What? What business do you have with those people…?”

“I can’t reveal that.”

Since Seol Mujin said he wouldn’t tell, Jang Baekjoong couldn’t force an answer.

After setting a meeting time with Jang Baekjoong, Seol Mujin went to Yeon Seobi and entrusted her with all his assets.

It was money for Zhuge Sangun to construct the building.

He didn’t know exactly how much money he had, but Yeon Seobi said it would be enough.

Having finished all his business, Seol Mujin left home early the next morning.

Jang Baekjoong was waiting near his house, not late.

Since he had told the three people about Jang Baekjoong, no particular questions arose.

It was certainly an uncomfortable companionship.

Jang Baekjoong was a criminal of the Beggar Sect, and it was difficult for them to properly discuss the Third Prince among themselves.

Though it wasn’t a very long distance, they didn’t hurry, so it took two days to reach Kaifeng.

Kaifeng, which he was visiting for the first time, was a much larger and more prosperous city than Jinan.

After passing through the downtown district and walking for another hour, Jang Baekjoong finally stopped in front of a shabby inn.

“This is it.”

The inn named Seongbok Inn was two stories tall, with the first floor operating as a restaurant.

Jang Baekjoong carefully checked the first floor before stepping on the stairs leading to the second floor.

Seol Mujin, who was following Jang Baekjoong, stopped after climbing three steps.

“It seems Elder Bang isn’t here.”

Jang Baekjoong, who was walking ahead, turned around.

“What do you mean?”

“If he was lucky, he escaped to another place, or more likely, he’s been captured by the Beggar Sect.”

“How can you know that when we haven’t even checked the room?”

“At least six people are watching us right now. Who else would be watching us here besides Beggar Sect members?”

Jang Baekjoong hurriedly climbed the stairs.

Seol Mujin didn’t bother following and waited for Jang Baekjoong on the first floor.

And shortly after, Jang Baekjoong came down captured by three people.

The men coming down the stairs with Jang Baekjoong, whose hands were tied behind his back, were all beggars who appeared to be in their mid-thirties.

Six more beggars revealed themselves through the door.

A total of nine Beggar Sect disciples surrounded them with extremely wary expressions.

The oldest among the nine, a beggar in his early fifties, stepped forward.

“I am Pyo Suncheol, serving as the sect leader of the Beggar Sect.”

Though they were surrounded, Pyo Suncheol’s polite tone suggested he knew who they were.

Instead of Seol Mujin, Namgung Hyemin stepped forward.

“I am Namgung Hyemin of the Namgung family.”

“I heard you were badly injured, but it seems you’ve recovered.”

Despite the faint scars on her face, Namgung Hyemin’s beauty remained unchanged.

“I’ve heard about Elder Bang of the Beggar Sect.”

“I didn’t know Namgung Sojo knew Elder Bang.”

“Though I have no connection with him, he’s certainly an important person.”

Pyo Suncheol frowned.

“What’s so special about Elder Bang? Well, he is special in a bad way. That’s why the Beggar Sect captured him.”

Pyo Suncheol glanced at Jang Baekjoong and added, “Along with this disciple.”

Namgung Hyemin had stepped forward first to see if the Beggar Sect properly knew who they were, and having achieved that purpose, it was finally Seol Mujin’s turn.

“I am Seol Mujin, Podoo of Jinan Government Office.”

Looking at Pyo Suncheol’s expression, he clearly knew him as well.

“I’m the one with a connection to Elder Bang.”

“Did you commission Elder Bang for an assassination? Though a Podoo wouldn’t do such a thing.”

He couldn’t say that Bang Goyang had relayed an assassination commission that came to him.

“I happened to form a connection with him. I received a lot of help from him too.”

“Surely you’re not here to ask the Beggar Sect for leniency toward Elder Bang?”

Pyo Suncheol spoke as if trying to nip it in the bud from the start.

“Though Elder Bang’s actions deserve criticism, shouldn’t we also consider the reasons he did such things?”

“For whatever reason, a Beggar Sect elder’s involvement in assassination brokering cannot be forgiven.”

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