My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 45

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45.

 

That evening, Hwa Yeonshim was once again watching the customers entering Yeonji-ru.

 

The courtesans greeting men with smiles mixed with lies and truth, the men with excited expressions imagining tonight’s pleasures.

 

Imagining their present, past, and future by herself had become a strange kind of enjoyment.

 

‘I must be getting old.’

 

Perhaps because of the harsh experiences at the Hwangbo Family Estate, she found herself thinking such thoughts more often.

 

While sitting in the dark part of the courtyard watching people, Hwa Yeonshim noticed some strange men.

 

Their attire was no different from other men.

 

There was nothing strange about having swords at their waists either.

 

Sometimes martial artists came to pleasure houses too.

 

But the expressions of these three men were different from typical pleasure house customers.

 

First-timers would be awkward, regulars would be excited, and frequent visitors would be indifferent.

 

But these three men were tense.

 

Or perhaps resolute.

 

In any case, their atmosphere didn’t match the pleasure house setting.

 

The bundles they carried, which seemed to contain jars, were also strange.

 

Hwa Yeonshim stood up abruptly and approached the three men.

 

One courtesan was about to greet the three men when Hwa Yeonshim stepped forward.

 

“I’ll take care of those customers.”

 

The courtesan was startled.

 

“You will, sister?”

 

It was strange for Hwa Yeonshim, who wasn’t even a courtesan, to greet customers.

 

“Yes. Just this once.”

 

Hwa Yeonshim approached the three men who appeared to be in their mid-thirties.

 

“Please come this way.”

 

They were startled when they saw Hwa Yeonshim.

 

Hwa Yeonshim was the sum total of all the beauty men could imagine, so they couldn’t help but be surprised.

 

The words “She’s really beautiful” naturally escaped the men’s lips.

 

These guys at least had good taste.

 

“Are you martial artists?”

 

The man with particularly thick lower lips answered.

 

“That… that’s right.”

 

Not only the customers but also the courtesans looked at Hwa Yeonshim with surprised eyes.

 

Among the men, whispers of “Was there such a beautiful courtesan at Yeonji-ru?” could be heard.

 

Hwa Yeonshim guided the three men to a room on the second floor.

 

“This is your first time here, isn’t it?”

 

“Do you know all the customers who come to the pleasure house?”

 

“I can tell just by looking.”

 

She pointed to the bundle that the men had taken off as they sat in the chairs.

 

“What is that?”

 

She could tell without having to ask.

 

It had been faint in the open space, but as soon as she entered the room, the smell of oil was overwhelming.

 

“You don’t need to know. Just bring out the food.”

 

The man with a mole under his nose spoke curtly on purpose.

 

Hwa Yeonshim’s smile deepened.

 

“Did you perhaps come from Suryang Sect?”

 

Since there had been a meeting of Jinan Underworld gang leaders at Yeonji-ru yesterday, she had naturally heard talk about Suryang Sect.

 

“What are you…!”

 

“You brought that oil to burn down Yeonji-ru, didn’t you?”

 

If enemies came to your house with oil, what else could it be for but burning it down?

 

Spotted Face stood up.

 

“The courtesan knows quite a lot.”

 

“Tsk tsk tsk… You should know your place before stretching your legs. These Black Path scoundrels really don’t know their limits.”

 

“What did you say? You little bitch!”

 

The men each drew their swords.

 

Hwa Yeonshim had no intention of wasting time arguing with these worthless fools.

 

She kicked the end of the table so the bottom faced toward her, then immediately kicked it up.

 

The long table struck all three men.

 

“Guk!”

 

Hwa Yeonshim broke off a table leg that fell to the floor and struck down toward the men’s heads.

 

It took exactly three moves.

 

The men couldn’t withstand even one of her moves and rolled around on the floor.

 

The jar the men had brought shattered and the spilled oil thoroughly soaked the floor.

 

“Oh my, I didn’t think of this.”

 

Two courtesans who came in because of the commotion gaped at the scene in the room.

 

In the oil-soaked room, three men were bleeding profusely from their heads, while Hwa Yeonshim stood in the middle holding a table leg.

 

“What on earth is… this…”

 

“Hwawol.”

 

“Yes, sister!”

 

“Go and bring Young Master Seol here, will you?”

 

***

 

Hwa Yeonshim had left one man alive, and they were able to hear Suryang Sect’s plan from him.

 

“We owe Miss Hwa a great debt.”

 

Without Hwa Yeonshim, they wouldn’t have been able to avoid Yeonji-ru burning down.

 

“Don’t mention it. I’ve barely earned my keep.”

 

Seol Mujin said to Jang Sabong, who had come in to clean up the room.

 

“Uncle, sorry to bother you, but could you tell the Wangho Gang Leader to clean up this corpse?”

 

“Sure. I’ll do that.”

 

After Jang Sabong left, Seol Changho asked.

 

“We can’t just leave Suryangbang alone, right?”

 

“I didn’t expect them to come with this kind of method right away.”

 

“I’ve told you countless times how vile a place Murim is.”

 

Seol Mujin turned around.

 

“I need to show them that foolish choices come with the worst consequences.”

 

Seol Ryeoseon followed after Seol Mujin.

 

“We’ll go with you too.”

 

“No, I’ll go alone.”

 

“Why?”

 

Of course, there wasn’t much to worry about even if he went alone.

 

The Bang-ju was merely at the bottom of Shandong’s top hundred masters, and the sect had only about fifty members.

 

There was no way Seol Mujin would be defeated by that level of power.

 

Still, there was no particular need to go alone.

 

“Because I don’t want to show you my true self.”

 

He knew that the Triplets’ true identity was the Three Grand Elders of the Demonic Sect.

 

But to Seol Mujin, the Triplets were his younger siblings.

 

He didn’t want to show his siblings the sight of him killing dozens of people.

 

“What do you think we are…?”

 

Seol Changho grabbed Seol Ryeoseon’s shoulder as she tried to protest.

 

“Alright. Go alone, hyung.”

 

“I’ll be back by tomorrow morning.”

 

Using his Lightness Skill, it was only an hour’s distance.

 

“You don’t need to rush.”

 

After Seol Mujin left the room, Hwa Yeonshim spoke to the Triplets.

 

“Samtaesang-nim. You’re very much loved, aren’t you?”

 

Seol Changho said.

 

“You follow him. Just in case something happens.”

 

“Accompanying Young Master Seol in the middle of the night. How exciting.”

 

“Follow him secretly!”

 

***

 

Bok Juryang poured alcohol into his younger brother Bok Sanguk’s cup and said.

 

“Yeonji-ru should be burning by now, right?”

 

“It’s probably already burned to ashes by now.”

 

“When do you think that bastard Seol Podoo will come?”

 

“Tomorrow at the earliest. He might not come at all. He obviously knows this is a tiger’s den, so will he really come?”

 

Bok Juryang tore the dried jerky into strips and chewed on it.

 

“It’ll be troublesome if he doesn’t come.”

 

To kill that bastard, he’d have to lead the sect members to Jinan.

 

No matter how much they were a Dark Path Sect that ignored national law, rushing over in a mob to kill a government official was something to avoid.

 

“What if we ask Five Dragon Sect for help if he doesn’t come?”

 

“Five Dragon Sect?”

 

If Shandong Province’s Orthodox Sect had the Hwangbo Family and Zhuge Family, then the Dark Path had Five Dragon Sect.

 

Five Dragon Sect, which unusually for the Dark Path had a three-hundred-year history, was the black dragon of Shandong Province with power rivaling the Five Great Families.

 

“Wasn’t this whole thing caused by Five Dragon Sect demanding an enormous sum of money in the first place?”

 

Five Dragon Sect was like a fortress wall protecting Shandong Province’s Dark Path.

 

Living as Dark Path in Shandong Province where two of the Five Great Families held their ground wasn’t easy.

 

So there were often times when protection from a massive Dark Path Sect like Five Dragon Sect was needed.

 

That’s why they were like a fortress wall, but the bigger and higher the wall, the more money it cost to maintain and repair.

 

But this time the amount was quite large.

 

It was an amount not easily manageable for a small sect like Suryang Sect.

 

But refusing wasn’t even conceivable.

 

If they couldn’t pay the money, Five Dragon Sect would transform into an existence more terrifying than the Five Great Families.

 

“Would Five Dragon Sect grant the request? It’s not just any matter, but killing a government official.”

 

Large sects like Five Dragon Sect actually cared more about their relationship with the government than small Dark Path sects like Suryang Sect.

 

“Besides, if it becomes known that we tried to take over Jinan Underworld, Five Dragon Sect will view it unfavorably.”

 

Even for the Dark Path, becoming part of the underworld was forbidden by unwritten law.

 

It was ridiculous that even if you committed heinous acts like murder, rape, kidnapping, and arson, you couldn’t become part of the underworld.

 

Bok Sanguk spoke.

 

“Then the second method is an assassin, but that costs a lot of money. To kill a government official, the price won’t be small.”

 

To think they’d have to spend money when this whole thing started because they needed money.

 

“We need to use our heads a bit.”

 

It was when Bok Sanguk was pouring alcohol into Bok Juryang’s cup.

 

“Bang-ju! A man named Seol Mujin has come! He says he’s the government official from Jinan!”

 

The wine pot that had been tilted toward Bok Juryang’s wine cup stopped.

 

The faces looking at each other first showed surprise, then quickly changed to smiles.

 

Bok Juryang asked the sect member.

 

“How many came?”

 

“He’s alone!”

 

Bok Juryang and Bok Sanguk’s smiles deepened.

 

“That bastard came looking for his own death. Hehehe…”

 

When they went outside, bright lights greeted them.

 

Just in case, they had lit fires throughout Suryang Sect.

 

Since they had also informed the sect members, fifty-three sect members quickly gathered at the training ground.

 

All of Suryang Sect’s forces were here.

 

Could just one government official handle this massive force?

 

It was absolutely impossible, so to Bok Juryang, Seol Mujin was already a dead man.

 

Bok Juryang stepped down the stairs leading to the training ground and looked at the main gate.

 

He saw a young brat who looked to be about twenty years old with a sword on his back.

 

He really was alone.

 

Bok Juryang approached Seol Mujin with unhurried steps.

 

“Are you that famous leader from Jinan?”

 

He asked just in case, but the arrogant bastard didn’t even answer.

 

“Sniff sniff! I smell something burning. I hope no one died?”

 

Finally, Seol Mujin’s mouth opened.

 

“They died. Those three bastards you sent.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“Did you think that pathetic plan of yours could succeed?”

 

The young bastard had a lisp, but there was no time to think about that.

 

“My strategy failed?”

 

“No one can touch Yeonji-ru. If anyone tries to touch it, they must pay the price with their life.”

 

Seol Mujin drew his sword.

 

The sword that was drawn with a sliding sound reflected off a nearby torch and appeared yellow.

 

The reason unease slowly rose in Bok Juryang’s chest was because of that absurd confidence.

 

There was no sign of fear in Seol Mujin.

 

If Yeonji-ru had burned down and he had gone mad, that would be one thing, but the pleasure house was fine.

 

If not anger, then what? Retribution?

 

Yes, those eyes were the eyes of one seeking retribution.

 

How dare a mere jackal target a great tiger’s cub?

 

“That bastard has gone crazy.”

 

Including Bok Juryang and Bok Sanguk, there were fifty-five martial artists.

 

A mere leader was talking about retribution in front of fifty-five martial artists?

 

“I’ll give ten silver coins to whoever kills that bastard!”

 

Bok Sanguk said.

 

“Brother, there’s no need to go that far…”

 

“This is when you treat yourself once in a while.”

 

Ten silver coins might not be enough if you were risking your life, but this was just beheading one leader.

 

And a leader who had stuck his head in a guillotine at that.

 

So ten silver coins was definitely a tempting amount.

 

Fifty-three sect members approached Seol Mujin.

 

To the sect members, Seol Mujin would look like ten silver coins.

 

“Kill him!”

 

One sect member shouted and charged at Seol Mujin.

 

The knife raised high was filled with the will to kill without fail.

 

But in this world, there are often things that cannot be accomplished by will alone.

 

For the Suryangbang sect members, killing Seol Mujin was exactly that kind of thing.

 

Slash!

 

The sound of metal cutting through flesh rang out clearly.

 

The bandit spat blood from his throat and collapsed forward.

 

None of the people present could properly see how Seol Mujin had slashed the bandit’s throat.

 

Before the scream of ‘Grraaah—!’ could even fade, Seol Mujin moved.

 

A bandit caught by his diagonally drawn sword had half his head blown off.

 

With a spinning slash, another bandit’s chest was split open.

 

“Surround him! Surround and attack, you idiots!”

 

At Bok Juryang’s shout, the bandits moved behind Seol Mujin.

 

But that wasn’t much of a clever strategy.

 

The weapons of the bandits charging from behind couldn’t even touch Seol Mujin’s sword.

 

Seol Mujin’s attacks moved as if they were passing right through the bandits’ weapons.

 

Bok Sanguk muttered in disbelief.

 

“How… how does the leader possess such martial arts…”

 

That sword technique, both swift and dazzling, existed at a level so impossibly high that their martial arts skills couldn’t even evaluate it.

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