My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 41

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41.

 

Seol Ryeoseon burst out shouting.

 

“Why are you there!”

 

Hwa Yeonshim smiled brightly.

 

“I’m the coachman.”

 

“That’s why I’m asking why you’re the coachman! You should go your own way!”

 

“I wanted to find out where Young Master Seol lives on my way.”

 

“Why are you interested in my brother?”

 

“He’s my lifesaver, so naturally I should be interested.”

 

Seol Ryeoseon waved her hands frantically.

 

“Your interest is harmful to my brother. Don’t think about clinging to him and go your own way.”

 

“Is that really so? You know how many seductresses there are in Murim, Miss Hong.”

 

“You’re the worst of them all.”

 

“That’s exactly why he should learn from the best.”

 

“Learn what?”

 

“Which women are wicked, which women are seductresses, and how to handle such women.”

 

Seol Mujin was the first to wave his hands dismissively.

 

“No, I don’t need to learn such things.”

 

Hwa Yeonshim smiled with her eyes.

 

That smile alone made Seol Mujin’s heart race.

 

Seol Ryeoseon burst out shouting again.

 

“Hey! If you don’t withdraw that Demonic Energy, I’ll pluck your eyes out!”

 

“Look. See how innocent Young Master Seol is? Don’t you still need my help?”

 

Seol Changho asked.

 

“Are you really only trying to repay your debt to my brother?”

 

“Of course.”

 

Seol Changho sank into his chair.

 

“Drive the carriage properly.”

 

Seol Ryeoseon asked such Seol Changho.

 

“Are you really going to keep that seductress near my brother?”

 

“If she does anything improper, I’ll cut off her remaining leg too.”

 

Even at those chilling words, Hwa Yeonshim’s smile didn’t disappear.

 

“Young Master Seol. Please take good care of me from now on.”

 

“Didn’t you just say you wanted to know where I live?”

 

“I might stay as a guest for a few days.”

 

Seol Mujin thought he should avoid encountering her as much as possible.

 

***

 

After Wangho Gang Leader Wang Seongil died, Zhuge Sangun, who had been the strategist, took over the organization.

 

It was rare in the Black Society where force was the absolute value, but he managed to sit in the gang leader’s seat after stabbing this guy in the side and whispering in that guy’s ear, deploying various schemes.

 

Of course, it would have been impossible if he hadn’t sold out Seol Mujin.

 

Seol Mujin also didn’t mind Zhuge Sangun, who depended on him, taking charge of the Black Society.

 

Since tribute money would come in abundantly on its own.

 

In any case, Zhuge Sangun did well in rebuilding the nearly collapsed Wangho Gang.

 

The bolt from the blue that struck the Wangho Gang came the day after Seol Mujin left for the Hwangbo Family Estate.

 

That day, as usual, after organizing the account books, he was about to go out for a street patrol.

 

But two men came looking for him.

 

One was around thirty years old with a black eyepatch on his left eye, and the other man was a baldy whose head shone so brightly it hurt the eyes.

 

They immediately demanded that he hand over the Wangho Gang.

 

Naturally, a fight broke out.

 

Since he had quite a few gang members gathered from here and there, he wasn’t too worried.

 

But reality was brutal.

 

Twelve gang members were beaten to a pulp, and Zhuge Sangun also lost two molars.

 

One-Eye warned the bloodied Zhuge Sangun.

 

“Hand over all the account books quietly. Then I’ll spare your life.”

 

No matter how important the account books were, they couldn’t compare to his life, so he did as One-Eye ordered.

 

He believed that whoever they were, he could get everything back if only Seol Mujin was there.

 

But Seol Mujin wasn’t there.

 

He asked where he had gone, but no one would tell him.

 

It seemed like they had made some promise that they couldn’t reveal Seol Mujin’s whereabouts to a mere Black Society gang leader.

 

The Wangho Gang wasn’t the only Black Society that got hit.

 

Of the sixteen Black Societies controlling downtown Jinan, five collapsed in an instant.

 

Not only small organizations like the Wangho Gang, but even large Black Societies with up to fifty members couldn’t handle the guys who suddenly appeared.

 

Ironically, the scattered Black Societies desperately searched for Boss Seol Mujin.

 

Believing that only Boss Seol Mujin could save them from that tremendous force.

 

***

 

The carriage stopped in front of Yeonji-ru.

 

Since it was still daytime, the red lanterns weren’t hung and there was no one in front of the main gate.

 

He had only been away for four days, but joy rushed over him as if he was returning after a month.

 

As Seol Mujin stretched in front of the Yeonji-ru main gate, someone called out to him.

 

“Boss Seol—!”

 

When he turned his head, he saw Zhuge Sangun running over in a hurry.

 

But his face looked quite disheveled.

 

“Where did a Black Society gang leader get beaten up?”

 

“Don’t even mention it! Right now, Jinan’s night scene has been completely turned upside down!”

 

“The only thing turned upside down looks like your face?”

 

“I’m nothing special. The Yangpung Gang leader suffered injuries that will keep him bedridden for at least two months.”

 

“Who’s going around beating up Black Society leaders?”

 

“To be precise, they’re taking over Jinan’s Black Society. Including our Wangho Gang, five organizations have already fallen into their hands.”

 

“In just four days?”

 

“Three days, to be exact. The remaining Black Society groups are all on edge. Based on their martial prowess, they seemed like martial artists.”

 

“Martial artists are targeting the Black Society?”

 

Not only the White Path of Murim, but even the Black Path seemed to view the Black Society as dirty beggars.

 

Just as scholars don’t warm themselves by side fires, Murim never coveted the Black Society.

 

Seol Mujin looked at the Triplets.

 

‘You guys said that, didn’t you?’

 

He asked that question with his eyes, and the Triplets just shrugged their shoulders.

 

Seol Mujin asked Zhuge Sangun.

 

“What about the organization members?”

 

“Some joined under the new guys, and some quit altogether.”

 

“How many of them are there?”

 

“Two came to the Wangho Gang, and the other Black Society groups said it never exceeded three. Honestly, looking at the guys who came to the Wangho Gang, even just one of them could have brought us down.”

 

If they could single-handedly destroy a Black Society organization, they definitely practiced martial arts.

 

Of course, it wasn’t Seol Mujin’s concern.

 

As long as the tribute money came in on time and in the correct amount, it didn’t matter if the gang leader was a black cat or a spotted cat.

 

“Did you inform the other government officials?”

 

“Of course. I went to Constable Huang and Baek Podu, but it was all useless.”

 

Constable Huang and Baek Podu were veteran constables who at least collected drinking money from the Black Society.

 

“Did the two constables refuse to act, or did you go to them but it was no use?”

 

“The latter. It seems the government officials also decided not to interfere out of fear. What should we do?”

 

“I’ll have to meet them first. You go home.”

 

After sending Zhuge Sangun away, Seol Mujin entered Yeonji-ru.

 

Jang Sabong, who was sweeping the courtyard, welcomed Seol Mujin with a bright smile.

 

At the news of Seol Mujin’s arrival, even the sleeping courtesans came rushing out.

 

“Our Mujin-i is here!”

 

“I haven’t seen you for a few days and got a stye!”

 

“Brother Mujin!”

 

“Hey! You’re four years older than him!”

 

Surrounded by thirty courtesans, Seol Mujin smiled brightly.

 

“Sisters, have you all been well?”

 

“We can only be well when you’re here! Where on earth have you been?”

 

“It’s enough that you’re back, what’s the point of knowing that?”

 

Seol Mujin received welcome greetings from the courtesans for quite a while.

 

Watching this scene, Hwa Yeonshim asked Seol Ryeoseon.

 

“What kind of person is Young Master Seol here?”

 

After thinking for a moment, Seol Ryeoseon said.

 

“Something that would be nice to have, but you’d feel like dying without?”

 

“It’s like a meal.”

It was enjoyable to have three proper meals a day, but when your throat felt like it had cobwebs, you’d feel like dying, so the comparison to meals was fitting.

 

“I should have met a man like that when I was young.”

“There’s only one man like oppa in all the Central Plains, so how could you? You should be grateful you’re meeting him even now.”

 

“Fortune has come to me in my old age.”

 

“Fortune has come to me in my old age.”

Seol Mujin, having escaped from the gisaengs, went to find Hwa Seonhwa.

 

Seol Mujin, having escaped from the gisaeng, went to find Hwaseonhwa.

The annoying Yeon Seobi pointed at the painting.

 

“It’s crooked there.”

 

The hateful Yeonseobi pointed at the painting.

Just as the rice paper turned into a ball and fell into the trash, Seol Mujin arrived.

 

Creak!

Yeon Seobi ran over in one bound and hugged Seol Mujin.

 

It was almost like a reunion of separated families.

 

“Mujin!”

“I had to resolve some things before coming back.”

 

It was almost like a reunion of separated families.

“I’ve returned.”

 

“It’s good that you returned safely. But who is…?”

 

“I was taking care of something.”

Worried that Hwa Yeonshim might make a mistake, Seol Mujin pointed to Hwa Seonhwa and said.

 

“I’m back.”

“I was about to suffer harm from bandits when Young Master Seol saved me, which is how I came to be here. I couldn’t refuse the kind offer to stay for a few days, so I’ve taken these steps. Please don’t think of me as shameless.”

 

Look how smoothly her tongue moves.

 

Hwaseonhwa’s gaze reached Hwayeonsim.

“Not at all. I’m also accustomed to being around many women. I’m grateful for your kindness.”

 

“This person is like a mother to me.”

Her class was different from the pleasure house owners she knew.

 

‘They say only good people gather around good people.’

 

Look at that tongue wagging.

“Guide our guest to her room.”

 

“No. I’m also accustomed to being with many women. I appreciate your kindness.”

Yeon Seobi wasn’t usually the sociable type, but she seemed to like Hwa Yeonshim, as the term “sister” came out right away.

 

After exchanging a few words with Hwa Seonhwa, Seol Mujin left Yeonji-ru, saying he would return at night.

 

He had a different class from the gisaeng house owners she knew.

“Oppa, what are you going to do about the Black Society matter?”

 

Hwaseonhwa said to Yeonsebi.

“Seeing that there are quite a few of them, they seem like a martial arts sect. They’re definitely from the Black Path.”

 

“Show the guest to their room.”

“Yes. Please follow me, miss.”

Yeonsebi wasn’t particularly sociable by nature, but she seemed to have taken a liking to Hwayeonsim, as she quickly started calling her “sister.”

After exchanging a few words with Hwaseonhwa, Seol Mujin left Yeonjiru, saying he would return again at night.

“You guys go home and rest. I need to stop by the government office.”

“Oppa, what are you going to do about the gang business?”

“I’ll go meet the new guys and then decide.”

“Judging by their numbers, they look like a martial arts sect. Definitely from the dark path.”

Seol Changho said.

 

“Hyung will handle it himself. Let’s go.”

 

After sending off the Triplets, Seol Mujin headed to the Government Office.

 

The two Government Officials guarding the main gate welcomed Seol Mujin warmly.

 

The achievements Seol Mujin had accomplished over these two years had shifted his position from being an outsider who became a constable through the Magistrate’s backing to the center of the Government Office.

 

So the current Seol Mujin had become an indispensable presence at the Jinan Government Office.

 

After exchanging greetings with passing Government Officials, Seol Mujin sat down facing Go Bongsu.

 

“How did the matter at the Hwangbo Family Estate go?”

 

“It was resolved well.”

 

“Did you properly show the capabilities of a Government Official?”

 

“Well, something like that, I suppose.”

 

“You should have flattened those Martial Artists’ noses.”

 

Between Government Officials and Martial Artists, there was some degree of mutual disdain.

 

“Aren’t there good people and bad people mixed together in Murim too?”

 

“Martial Artists commonly think that national law is something to be rolled up and devoured like soup with rice. By the way, have you heard any news about the Black Society?”

 

“I know roughly about it.”

 

“As expected of Constable Seol. What are you thinking of doing?”

 

“Whether it’s dogs or cats wandering the night streets doesn’t really matter, but one tends to grow attached even to the mutt raised at home, so I’m pondering it.”

 

According to Constable Huang and Baek Podu, they’re not ordinary rough guys. The aura they gave off was no joke, so they just gave a polite warning and came back. Basically, they tucked their tails and ran because they were scared.”

 

“I was just thinking of going to take a look at their faces.”

 

“Be careful. There are people in this world who don’t think about consequences.”

 

“Even if they don’t think about consequences, they’ll probably value their lives.”

 

“It’s reassuring to have you back.”

 

Seol Mujin was essential for a comfortable Magistrate’s life.

 

Seol Mujin stood up and said.

 

“Then I’ll come report tomorrow.”

 

To the departing Seol Mujin, Go Bongsu once again urged him to be careful.

 

Seol Mujin first headed to Yeongun Road where the Wangho Gang was located.

 

At the Wangho Gang Headquarters, only five Thugs were keeping watch.

 

When Seol Mujin entered, the Thugs jumped up in surprise.

 

“Constable Seol!”

 

Though he had only seen them in passing, he was acquainted with all of them.

 

Seol Mujin sat down on the wooden long chair and asked.

 

“Where are the new guys?”

 

“They went out about an hour ago.”

 

“And you don’t know when they’ll be back?”

 

“No.”

 

He couldn’t wait indefinitely, so he was about to get up when One-Eye wearing a black eyepatch entered.

 

“Constable Seol. He’s the new boss.”

 

One of the Thugs informed him in a low voice.

 

One-Eye asked.

 

“What’s that guy?”

 

The thug who received the question answered carefully.

 

“That’s Master Seol.”

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