My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 49
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49.
The person writing in the guest registry judged this wasn’t something he could decide on his own and quickly stood up.
“Wait here for a moment! Hey, Dong-uk! Take over here for me!”
The man who left his post to someone called Dong-uk rushed inside.
Seol Mujin had to stand there awkwardly and wait again.
Seol Ryeoseon grumbled, “See, I told you we should just throw it away. This is so annoying.”
Fortunately, this wait wasn’t long.
The man who returned in just a moment was accompanied by a middle-aged man with piercing eyes.
You could tell at a glance that he held a fairly high position.
“This is the person.”
The middle-aged man asked Seol Mujin.
“You have an item that our family’s warrior entrusted to you?”
Seol Mujin didn’t like the man’s attitude toward him or the immediate use of informal speech.
Still, Seol Mujin was going to let it slide, but he couldn’t stop Seol Mantong’s mouth.
“We came all this way to do you a favor, and this is how you treat guests? Completely terrible. Not even introducing yourself and immediately speaking down to us.”
The pointed criticism from a mere seven-year-old must have stung.
“Ah! In my haste, I made a mistake.”
Seeing him try to correct the mistake pointed out by a mere seven-year-old, he didn’t seem like a bad person.
“I am Hwangbo Sik, head of the Inner Affairs Hall of the Namgung Family. You are Seol Mujin, the head constable of Jinan, I hear…”
“That’s correct. While traveling with my siblings, I suddenly came to possess this item…”
When Seol Mujin tried to take out the wooden case from his chest, Hwangbo Sik hastily stopped him.
“Let’s go inside first.”
“No, I just need to deliver the wooden case and leave…”
“Still, it wouldn’t be proper to send a guest away like this.”
More than propriety, he probably had many things he wanted to hear from Seol Mujin.
Though Seol Mujin didn’t have much to tell.
Throughout the Namgung Family estate, flower wreaths and banners celebrating the family head’s birthday were hung everywhere.
They had to walk quite a while to reach a place with fewer people.
The place they arrived at was a building called Nambin Pavilion.
It was modest but not shabby, a place for receiving outside guests.
As they entered, a maid brought out tea as if she had been waiting.
Seol Mujin didn’t even touch the tea and took out the wooden case first.
He only wanted to finish his business quickly and return to Jinan.
“I couldn’t refuse the request of someone who had passed away, so I came, but I have no desire to get involved in this matter.”
Hwangbo Sik, who received the wooden case from Seol Mujin, asked.
“Did you happen to see the contents?”
“Looking at the contents wouldn’t be proper.”
Right, that would have been rude.
Let’s call it even since the dead person who gave this to a stranger also lacked manners.
“I see. Please wait here for a moment.”
“No, what are you doing again…”
Hwangbo Sik left the room without even waiting for Seol Mujin’s response.
“I’m telling you we don’t need to be polite to these bastards. Let’s just go.”
Seol Changho spoke to Seol Mantong, who had abruptly stood up from his seat.
“Do you think the Namgung Family will let us leave peacefully if we go?”
“What if they don’t?”
“They’ll try to capture us.”
“Then we’ll have a fight. It would be interesting to turn the Family Head’s fiftieth birthday table into an ancestral memorial table.”
“You can enjoy that fun by yourself. Slurp! The tea is good.”
Seol Mujin said to Seol Mantong.
“Let’s endure a little longer. Think of it as accumulating good karma.”
“I’m not sure if this counts as good karma.”
“We’re fulfilling a dead person’s wish, aren’t we?”
While Seol Mujin was pacifying Seol Mantong, Hwangbo Sik returned with someone.
A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and an unusually large nose cupped his fists toward Seol Mujin, who was standing up.
“I am Namgung Cheolsang, serving as the chief elder of the Namgung Family.”
Seeing the surname Namgung, he seemed to be something like the Family Head’s younger brother.
“I am Seol Mujin.”
Namgung Cheolsang showed the wooden case and asked.
“Could you tell me in detail how you came to obtain this?”
No matter how detailed Seol Mujin’s explanation was, the story didn’t take more than half an hour.
“That’s everything?”
“That’s all.”
“By any chance, did you witness anyone chasing or killing our family’s warriors?”
“Not at all.”
“Hmm.”
The situation was so simple that there was no room to find flaws.
“You said you didn’t check the contents, and there’s no lie in those words, right?”
Seol Mujin’s expression hardened.
“Are you interrogating me right now?”
“It’s such an important matter, so please understand.”
The feeling of ‘What are you going to do if you don’t understand?’ was clearly emanating from him.
“I didn’t look. It seems our business is finished, so we’ll be going now.”
Seol Mujin, who was about to leave through the door, had to stop as two men blocked his way.
Seol Changho stopped Seol Mantong, who was getting angry and about to step forward, thinking ‘These bastards…!’
Seol Mujin’s gaze turned toward Namgung Cheolsang.
“What is this?”
“Since this is such an important matter for us, please understand that we cannot let you go like this.”
The content was polite, but the voice was coercive.
Seol Mujin had to make a decision here.
Should he ignore it and just leave, or should he wait and see?
In fact, there was no choice.
The Namgung Family wasn’t one to let him go quietly if he said he was leaving.
Shedding blood with the Namgung Family here would be the worst of all bad strategies.
“I’ll give you exactly one day.”
“You’re not the one who sets the deadline.”
“One day. I’m leaving at this time tomorrow. If you still block me then, the Namgung Family should be prepared as well.”
He could understand that incredulous expression that appeared on Namgung Cheolsang’s face.
A mere head constable telling the Namgung Family to be prepared.
Seol Mujin met Namgung Cheolsang’s fierce eyes head-on.
In that staring contest, the surprise belonged to Namgung Cheolsang.
‘This fellow, his aura pressure is no ordinary thing!’
They weren’t just looking at each other.
Namgung Cheolsang was glaring at Seol Mujin while adding subtle aura pressure.
Even a decent martial artist would have no choice but to avert their eyes or, in severe cases, collapse as their legs gave out.
Like a dog facing a fierce tiger.
But Seol Mujin’s eyes didn’t waver even slightly.
This was only possible if one was tremendously bold or possessed martial arts that surpassed first-rate masters.
But a head constable couldn’t possibly have such martial arts, so it must be boldness.
‘Perhaps this fellow’s words might be true.’
No matter how bold someone was, if they were lying, they couldn’t display such confident aura pressure.
As Namgung Cheolsang was about to leave the room, Seol Mujin spoke.
“We’re not imprisoned.”
“As long as you don’t leave the grounds, you’re free to move around the Namgung Family estate.”
After Namgung Cheolsang and Hwangbo Sik left, Seol Mantong burst out in frustration.
“Brother! Let’s just smash everything and leave! How dare the Namgung Family treat us like this?”
Seol Changho spoke up.
“I think this actually worked out well.”
“What do you mean?”
“It happens to be the Family Head’s birthday today. How many people from martial arts sects will come?”
“So what?”
“It’s a good opportunity to broaden brother’s knowledge.”
Seol Mujin asked.
“What would I do knowing about those people?”
“Brother, you’ve already formed ties with the Hwangbo Family and now you’re entangled with the Namgung Family. How do you know what will happen in the future? Even for emergencies, it would be good to know about Murim. Don’t you think?”
“Being prepared for any contingency” was a four-character idiom that Seol Mujin also liked.
Seol Ryeoseon also agreed with Seol Changho’s words.
“You don’t have anything to do for a day anyway. It’s not like you’re going to cultivate internal energy at the Namgung Family. I think it wouldn’t hurt to learn about this opportunity.”
Since it wasn’t wrong, Seol Mujin nodded his head.
“Well then.”
A woman’s voice was heard from outside.
“Master Seol. The bath water is ready.”
Out of nowhere?
“Do I smell?”
Seol Mantong sniffed with his nose while Seol Mujin chuckled.
“They’re planning to search our clothes while we’re bathing.”
“These sneaky bastards!”
“Let them search.”
All they had were clothes and silver coins.
“Shall we take a bath in warm water after so long?”
After finishing their bath, clean new clothes were prepared for them.
Since the Namgung Family had many children, there were clothes that fit the Triplets too.
When they went outside, music could be heard from afar.
It seemed the banquet had begun in earnest.
As Seol Mujin crossed the courtyard, he noticed there were eyes watching them.
If Seol Mujin noticed, there was no way the Triplets wouldn’t know.
“Rat-like bastards.”
Seol Mujin patted the head of Seol Mantong who was glaring.
“Just think they don’t exist. That’s how you forget about rats.”
They walked toward the direction where the music was coming from.
Delicious smells wafted over and workers busily carrying food came into view.
Since there were so many guests, aside from the watchers, no one paid attention to Seol Mujin and the Triplets.
When they went around the building, a large courtyard appeared.
Over a hundred tables were arranged in rows and columns, with six to twelve chairs placed at each table.
Not every chair was occupied, but it seemed like there were easily five hundred people enjoying the banquet.
“Oh ho, I see some familiar faces?”
At Seol Changho’s words, Seol Mantong rubbed his eyes.
“Where? I don’t see anyone.”
“Over there, the guy with the narrow eyes and sharp nose.”
“The one wearing the Taoist robe?”
“That’s Gwak Nosan from the Wudang Sect. He’s probably an elder by now.”
“That bastard is Gwak Nosan? Hey! He’s gotten really old.”
Seol Ryeoseon also recognized someone.
“That bastard is Yang Chilyeong from the Huashan Sect. The bastard still hasn’t grown taller.”
“It would be strange if he grew at that age. Huh? That guy is Do Anguk from the Qingcheng Sect. The memories are coming back vividly.”
Even though they hadn’t been in Murim for over twenty years, the Triplets recognized many people.
They were all elderly and held high positions like elders in their respective sects, making them important figures in Murim.
Seol Mujin committed all the people the Triplets pointed out to memory.
It was information that wouldn’t hurt to know.
As Seol Ryeoseon pointed to another person, a growling sound came from Seol Mantong’s stomach.
“Are you hungry in this situation?”
Growl—!
It also came from Seol Ryeoseon’s stomach.
“Hehe. Let’s just eat.”
Seol Mujin took the triplets to the banquet hall.
The food was already prepared and they just had to sit at any empty seat.
Since it was in the corner, all eight seats were vacant.
Just as they started eating, shadows fell over their food.
“May we share the table?”
Looking up, he saw two men and two women in their early twenties.
“Please do.”
They even expressed gratitude saying ‘Thank you,’ showing they were well-mannered people.
The four people first revealed their identities.
“I’m Nam Gyeongwoon from Seongun Gate. This is my younger sister Nam Huiyeon.”
“I’m Wang Seoyeol from Jeonwoo Sword Gate. This is my younger sister Wang Yeojin.”
They all looked kind and pretty.
“I’m Seol Mujin. I’m not a martial artist, I work as a head constable in Jinan.”
The four people showed surprised expressions.
“Ah! You’re a head constable.”
They looked curious about why a head constable came to the Namgung Family head’s birthday, but he couldn’t satisfy their curiosity.
Seeing how they were eating among themselves in the corner like this, both Seongun Gate and Jeonwoo Sword Gate were clearly minor sects.
The triplets had never heard these names before either.
Just because they exchanged names didn’t mean they became close, so it was a somewhat awkward meal.
“The Namgung Family cooks have no skill. How can they make Dongpo pork this bland? Dongpo pork should be salty and a bit spicy to taste right.”
Seol Mantong grumbled while eagerly shoving food into his mouth.
“Your younger siblings are very cute.”
Nam Huiyeon said this to break the ice in conversation.
Seol Mantong glanced at Nam Huiyeon and asked.
“Except for me?”
“Huh? No… that’s not it. You’re cute too.”
“If this face is cute, then flies are birds too.”
Seol Changho asked.
“Do you have an inferiority complex about your looks?”
“Inferiority complex? I’m a hundred times better than someone like you who looks like a courtesan’s brother.”
“Don’t you look like a courtesan’s brother too?”
“I’m handsome. You little brat, you can’t tell the difference. Did you forget that I’ve been more popular with girls than you since way back?”
A seven-year-old has been popular with girls since way back?
Seol Changho replied indifferently.
“I’m fishing. You’re net fishing. I catch something every single time, while you throw your net dozens of times, so you just caught more than me.”
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