My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 50
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50.
“A man’s face isn’t everything. A real man should…”
Seol Mantong flexed his arm muscles, but Seol Ryeoseon smacked the back of his head.
“You brat! Stop talking about dirty things at the dinner table!”
Seol Mujin also stopped him.
“R-right, it’s better not to talk about such things.”
Seol Mujin showed an awkward smile to the bewildered two men and two women.
“Hahaha! My younger siblings are a bit precocious.”
“I… I see. Hahaha!”
“T-truly, they’re cute. Hohoho!”
Just then, a ball suddenly flew over and crashed down onto the table.
Because of this, food splattered everywhere and became a mess.
Five children came running over in a group and were about to grab the ball that had fallen on the ground and disappear.
“Hey!”
Seol Ryeoseon stopped the children with a sharp call.
Children who appeared to be around six to eight years old turned their heads with expressions that said ‘What?’
“Look at these ill-mannered little brats. If you’ve overturned the adults’ dinner table, you should apologize!”
A child with cheeks so fat they looked ready to burst gave a forced apology saying “Uh… sorry” and turned around.
But then he immediately turned back around and said,
“You should apologize to us too.”
“What?”
The child held out the ball toward Seol Ryeoseon.
“Clean it.”
“What—?”
“Our ball got dirty because of your food.”
Seol Ryeoseon, trembling with rage, stabbed down at the ball with her chopsticks.
With a pop! sound, the ball burst and the startled children stepped backward.
“You little shits are crazy enough to want to die. What kind of nonsense are you babbling about?”
“Hey! This girl, are you insane?”
“Girl?”
Seol Ryeoseon raised her leg to kick Fatty in the chest, but fortunately Seol Mujin was quick.
If she had kicked him like that, three or four of Fatty’s ribs would have been broken.
Seol Mujin lifted Seol Ryeoseon from behind and stopped her.
“Ryeoseon, hold back. He’s just a child.”
“Children need to be educated by beating! You little bastard, don’t go anywhere and stay right there! Brother! Let me go!”
Seol Mujin, who had to save a life, couldn’t let Seol Ryeoseon go.
“I was going to let it slide because she’s pretty, but what a funny little girl.”
“That bastard keeps saying ‘girl! girl’…!”
Seol Mujin said to Fatty.
“Kid, if you want to live, get going.”
“What a load of crap.”
“Cr… crap?”
Fatty placed both hands on his hips.
“How dare you act so arrogant when you don’t even know who I am.”
This young brat was already throwing around his family’s influence.
He was rotten to the core.
Still, he couldn’t exactly fight with a child.
“Fine, now get going.”
As the kids left, they threw out a threat(?): “You better be prepared, we won’t let this slide.”
Seol Ryeoseon fluttered like a bird but didn’t forcibly break free from Seol Mujin’s grip.
Only after the kids disappeared from sight did Seol Mujin let go of Seol Ryeoseon.
Seol Ryeoseon, having calmed her excitement, said:
“Right, I’m older by at least a year, so I should be the mature one. Growing up like that will only hurt them in the end.”
Nam Huiyeon said to Seol Ryeoseon, who was forcibly swallowing her anger:
“Those kids seemed older than you though?”
Seol Ryeoseon tapped her head with her index finger.
“Mental age.”
“Ah!”
Wang Yeojin asked Seol Mujin:
“They looked like Namgung Family kids. Will this be okay?”
At the Hwangbo Family Estate, even when they beat up kids, things worked out fine.
“We just had a little argument.”
But there was someone who couldn’t get over even that little argument.
“Father! Over there!”
Fatty had ultimately brought an adult.
A rough-looking man in his mid-thirties immediately started speaking informally to them as soon as he arrived.
“Are you the ones who bullied my kid?”
Nam Gyeongwoon seemed to know something about the Namgung Family figures.
Nam Gyeongwoon hastily stood up and cupped his fists.
“It’s an honor to meet the renowned Namgung Yeongho, great hero of Murim.”
“Who are you?”
“I am Nam Gyeongwoon, minor sect leader of Seongun Gate.”
“Seongun Gate? Where the hell is that attached to?”
Nam Gyeongwoon and Nam Huiyeon’s faces turned red.
No matter how unknown their minor sect was to him, speaking to a sect’s minor leader in such a manner was beyond rude—it was insulting.
But they couldn’t say anything.
Their opponent was the youngest brother of the Namgung Family Head.
If the Namgung Family so much as sneezed, a sect like Seongun Gate could be blown to the edge of the Central Plains.
However, there were four people in this place who did not fear the Namgung Family.
“Tsk tsk tsk… With a father like that, no wonder the child turned out that way.”
“There’s no result without a reason, after all.”
Seol Mantong and Seol Ryeoseon exchanged these words back and forth.
Namgung Yeongho’s face crumpled like crumpled paper.
“What did you just say!”
Seol Mantong and Seol Ryeoseon replied nonchalantly.
“We said the father is trash, so the child turned out that way.”
“We said the child takes after his father.”
“You little bastards dare to know who I am!”
Seol Mujin blocked Namgung Yeongho’s path as he approached.
“Are you trying to hit children?”
“Rude brats need to be beaten to fix their manners!”
Seol Ryeoseon snorted.
“Hmph! As if you could even hit us?”
No matter how terrible his character was, it seemed he couldn’t hit children, so Namgung Yeongho struck the table with his fist.
Bang!
The solid table collapsed completely, and the dishes and food on top scattered in all directions.
“How dare you come to my house and humiliate me? What the hell are you bastards!”
When Namgung Yeongho even released killing intent, Nam Gyeongwoon and the other four siblings looked frightened.
It wasn’t because they were the problem, but because trouble could befall their family.
However, Seol Mujin and the triplets only let out deep sighs.
Seol Mantong looked at the food scattered on the ground and said.
“Doesn’t even know to value food. Really, there’s not a single useful thing about this person.”
“You… you son of a bitch! Even if I receive pointing fingers from all of Gangho today, I won’t let you go!”
Just as Namgung Yeongho was about to swing his fist, someone shouted angrily.
“What is all this commotion!”
If Namgung Yeongho, who was furious to his core, stopped his actions, it meant this was someone he usually feared.
“Br… Brother.”
Namgung Cheolsang glared at Namgung Yeongho with subtle anger.
“How can you cause such a disturbance on the Family Head’s birthday?”
“These people dared to humiliate the Namgung Family!”
Seol Mujin, who had been pointed at, put on a deliberately bewildered expression.
“When did we do that?”
“Coming here and insulting people of the Namgung Family, if that’s not humiliation, what is!”
He had no desire to have a long conversation with someone who argued with abstract words.
Seol Mujin said to Namgung Cheolsang.
“A children’s fight just became an adult fight. It’s nothing serious, so let’s just move on.”
He tried to wrap things up at that level, but Namgung Cheolsang seemed to have no intention of doing so.
“Murim noble families are places that value face. The Namgung Family especially so. Whether you’re Merchant Seol or whoever, we cannot simply overlook humiliation of the Namgung Family.”
Though it was brief, Namgung Cheolsang wasn’t someone completely without manners.
Yet he was acting this way because he intended to use this incident as an excuse to capture Seol Mujin.
Seol Mantong grumbled.
“Seriously, there isn’t a single decent human being in this house.”
At those words, Namgung Yeongho stepped forward, thinking this was his chance.
“Elder brother! Look at this! How can I just stand still when…!”
“You stay quiet!”
“Yes.”
Namgung Cheolsang spoke to Seol Mujin.
“The mistakes of children must always be the responsibility of adults.”
“My siblings don’t seem to have done anything wrong though?”
“I don’t know about other places, but at the Namgung Family, one must be careful with their words.”
“I didn’t know the Namgung Family was a place where one couldn’t speak the truth.”
Namgung Cheolsang glared intently at Seol Mujin.
“To think you don’t even know the simple truth that all troubles come from the mouth.”
“I’ll decide to close the mouth that causes trouble, but what does the Namgung Family intend to do? Are you planning to imprison us?”
“Do you think we can’t?”
“Imprison a government official who serves as a constable? A Murim Noble Family would?”
“You underestimate the Namgung Family. Even the Magistrate must kneel before the Namgung Family, yet a mere constable dares…”
Namgung Cheolsang seemed determined to pin Seol Mujin down at the Namgung Family, so this wasn’t something that could be resolved by bowing his head.
Seol Changho said to Seol Ryeoseon and Seol Mantong.
“I knew you two would cause trouble.”
“What trouble did we cause?”
“Do you want to be trapped at the Namgung Family?”
“Are you crazy?”
“Then all that’s left is fighting.”
Seol Mantong let out a laugh.
“Hehehe… Finally, we can turn the Family Head’s birthday into a memorial day.”
He cracked his knuckles, making popping sounds.
Seol Mujin said to Namgung Cheolsang.
“Trying to imprison us isn’t a good idea. Let’s stop here before this becomes something you can’t handle.”
“The Namgung Family can’t handle a mere constable? Just how great of a constable are you?”
Just then, a call of “Elder brother!” was heard from behind.
Turning his head, Seol Mujin could see Hwangbo Hyeonguk running toward him with a delighted face.
“It really is you, elder brother!”
Hwangbo Ryeoseon and Sang Chiyeon, walking side by side, greeted him with nods.
“What brings you here?”
“I came because I was invited to the Namgung Family. Rather, it’s strange that you’re here, elder brother.”
“That’s true. I had some business that brought me here briefly.”
Hwangbo Hyeonguk looked around at the chaos and asked.
“But is there some matter at hand?”
Seol Mujin glanced at the triplets.
A smile formed at the corners of Hwangbo Hyeonguk’s mouth.
“You guys caused trouble again, didn’t you?”
Seol Ryeoseon replied bluntly.
“It’s not us causing trouble, it’s the Namgung Family.”
“Huh?”
“The Namgung Family is trying to confine us.”
“What? No, why would the Namgung Family confine you and hyung-nim?”
“Ask that person directly about that.”
Hwangbo Hyeonguk’s gaze turned to Namgung Cheolsang.
“Uncle. What does that mean?”
“Do you know Captain Seol?”
“Yes. He’s my respected hyung-nim.”
“Respected?”
“Yes.”
Namgung Cheolsang looked at Seol Mujin with fresh eyes.
Hwangbo Hyeonguk respected someone who was at most around twenty years old?
If Hwangbo Hyeonguk were a frivolous child it would be one thing, but Namgung Cheolsang knew better than anyone that he was deep-thinking and prudent.
He evaluated Hwangbo Hyeonguk so highly that he would have nothing more to wish for if his own children grew up to be like him.
“What connection do you have to know Captain Seol?”
For Hwangbo Hyeonguk, he couldn’t expose his family’s shame to outsiders.
Instead of the troubled Hwangbo Hyeonguk, Seol Mujin spoke.
“We simply became connected since we’re both in Jinan. Hyeonguk’s talk of respect is just politeness.”
“But I really do respect hyung-nim?”
Namgung Yeongho, who had been quietly listening, stepped forward tactlessly.
“Is there no one else to respect that you respect such an ill-mannered captain?”
Not only Hwangbo Hyeonguk but also Hwangbo Ryeoseon and even Sang Chiyeon frowned.
“An ill-mannered captain? How can you speak of my hyung-nim in such a way?”
“Hey! How dare you glare at your uncle and talk back!”
Since they belonged to the same Five Great Families, they had quite a bit of interaction from childhood.
So they used titles like hyung and uncle with each other.
“Even if you’re my uncle, I cannot tolerate disrespect toward hyung-nim.”
“What? What’s so special about that captain?”
Namgung Cheolsang stepped forward.
“Yeongho, that’s enough.”
“But hyung-nim…”
“I said that’s enough!”
Namgung Cheolsang had no choice but to scold Namgung Yeongho.
While in hierarchy Hwangbo Hyeonguk called Namgung Yeongho uncle, looking at their positions in the current Murim, Hwangbo Hyeonguk and Namgung Yeongho were incomparable.
In Murim, rumors were rampant that the next young family head of the Hwangbo Family would be Hwangbo Hyeonguk, not the eldest son Hwangbo Cheonak.
So there was nothing good about having a bad relationship with Hwangbo Hyeonguk.
As Namgung Yeongho’s mouth closed, another mouth opened.
Fatty’s son, Namgung Habong, pointed at the Triplets.
“Uncle! Why are you doing that to Father! The ones who did wrong are those bastards!”
With Hwangbo Hyeonguk’s appearance, the situation had changed and needed to be handled, but the father and son pair were both turning Namgung Cheolsang’s stomach upside down.
Hwangbo Hyeonguk asked Seol Ryeoseon, who was nearby, in a low voice.
“Did you hit the kids again?”
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