My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 81

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81.

The thugs called out to Zhuge Sangun with bewildered faces.

“Gang Leader, what’s going on?”

“Gang Leader? So you’re saying this bastard son is the Black Society’s gang leader?”

Finally, Do Bongchul, one of the thugs, exploded.

“Who the hell are you to act crazy toward our gang leader?”

“Me? You’re a thug bastard who doesn’t need to know who I am.”

“What? This son of a bitch…!”

Two thugs rushed forward, but they were sent flying with just two gestures from Jegal Byeongsik.

Among them, Do Bongchul even had his arm broken.

He screamed in pain, but Jegal Byeongsik showed no intention of stopping.

“How dare mere Black Society thugs attack me?”

If left alone, his subordinates would either die or at least become crippled.

Zhuge Sangun blocked Jegal Byeongsik who was approaching the fallen thugs.

“Stop it!”

For the first time, he showed courage in front of Jegal Byeongsik, but regret soon followed.

When he met Jegal Byeongsik’s gleaming eyes, the fear carved into his bones awakened.

“Has this bastard son gone crazy?”

“Seol Podoo!”

Swift Strike officers Oh Cheongun and Wang Bongseok came running, calling out to Seol Mujin.

Seeing that both were wearing official robes, it seemed they were working overtime today.

“You’re working hard.”

“Are you on your way home?”

“Yes.”

Seol Mujin took out 100 mun from his pocket and held it out to Oh Cheongun.

“Buy some late-night snacks when you get hungry.”

“Oh, no sir.”

“Take it.”

“Thank you!”

As Oh Cheongun bowed deeply and received the money, a scream was heard.

“Ahhhhh—!”

They turned their heads toward where the scream came from.

There were so many passersby that they couldn’t see who had screamed.

After pushing through the crowd and getting closer, Zhuge Sangun finally came into view.

Two thugs were rolling on the ground, and Zhuge Sangun was blocking the path of a man who appeared to be around thirty.

“Stop it!”

The man with a weasel-like appearance spoke quietly.

“Has this bastard son gone crazy?”

He had guessed that Zhuge Sangun must have some story behind him.

It was extremely rare for someone like Zhuge Sangun, who only reeked of scholarly learning, to become a Black Society thug.

“Br-brother…”

Smack—!

Zhuge Sangun, who had been slapped, fell roughly on his bottom.

“Can’t you address me properly?”

Zhuge Sangun immediately knelt down.

“Y-young master. My boys didn’t know better, so please forgive them just this once.”

Though the area was full of passersby, Zhuge Sangun endured the humiliation for the sake of his subordinates.

The weasel-like man kicked Zhuge Sangun in the chest.

The weasel-like man’s voice fell over Zhuge Sangun who had tumbled backward.

“This bastard bringing shame to the Zhuge Family should know his limits. No matter how much of a bastard son you are, how could you become a lowly Black Society member?”

Zhuge Sangun, grinding his teeth, endured the insults the weasel-like man poured out in silence.

“Since you’ve tarnished the Zhuge Family’s honor, you must receive proper punishment. Choose among your limbs.”

“What do you mean…!”

“Which one will become useless, I mean.”

“Y-young master…”

“If you don’t choose, I’ll decide.”

Having heard enough, Seol Mujin said to Oh Cheongun.

“Go stop them.”

“Huh? Yes. Understood.”

Oh Cheongun and Wang Bongseok ran toward Zhuge Sangun.

Seol Mujin didn’t step forward and watched from behind the onlookers.

“Stop!”

Just as the weasel-like man raised his foot to stomp on Zhuge Sangun’s right knee, Oh Cheongun shouted.

The weasel-like man hesitated and frowned.

“Officer Oh…”

Oh Cheongun asked Zhuge Sangun, who called his name like a groan.

“Gang Leader Zhuge, what’s going on here?”

“Well…”

The weasel-like man cut off Zhuge Sangun’s words.

“This is a family matter, so it’s not the government office’s concern.”

“There’s an assault happening on the street, and you’re telling a government official not to interfere?”

“Tsk!”

The weasel-like man clicked his tongue and revealed his identity.

“I am Jegal Byeongsik of the Zhuge Family.”

Oh Cheongun was startled.

No matter how ignorant he was about Murim, he couldn’t not know about the Zhuge Family, one of the Odaesega.

“Why is someone from the Zhuge Family causing trouble here?”

“Trouble? I’m punishing a disgrace to the family, so the government office shouldn’t interfere.”

Zhuge Sangun said to Oh Cheongun.

“I-I’m fine, so please go on your way.”

Having heard enough, Seol Mujin emerged from among the passersby.

“What do you mean you’re fine.”

Zhuge Sangun, startled, quickly stood up.

“Seol Podoo!”

Seol Mujin said to the two thugs who were still lying down.

“You two should hurry to the medical clinic.”

“Huh? Yes, understood!”

The two thugs hurriedly disappeared as soon as Seol Mujin finished speaking.

Jegal Byeongsik, clearly displeased, spoke.

“I told you this isn’t your concern, didn’t I?”

“If you’re from the Zhuge Family, then you’re a martial artist, and government officials can’t ignore a martial artist assaulting civilians.”

“You said you’re a podoo? Even though this is Jinan, far from Taesan, interfering in Zhuge Family affairs isn’t a good idea.”

Although the Zhuge Family was based in Taesan, their influence extended throughout all of Murim.

Especially in Shandong Province, even magistrates would show deference to them.

So a mere podoo was beneath his notice.

“Zhuge Family or whatever, if you break the law, you must be punished.”

“What? Or whatever?”

Seol Mujin said to Oh Cheongun.

“Tie up that bastard and escort him to the Government Office.”

“Understood.”

Jegal Byeongsik’s expression turned sour.

How dare a mere head constable without any official rank disrespect the Jegal Family!

Even a constable should have some sense, but Oh Cheongun approached Jegal Byeongsik with rope in hand.

“These bastards have all gone mad together!”

Oh Cheongun said.

“We’ll have to add insulting a government official to the assault charges. Kneel down obediently.”

“What kind of insane bastards are you…!”

Oh Cheongun and Wang Bongseok, who were approaching Jegal Byeongsik, glanced at Seol Mujin.

Though they were acting boldly, their opponent was a martial artist.

Not just any random nobody, but someone from the Jegal Family, so there was no way they could subdue him by force.

Seol Mujin knew this better than anyone, yet showed no signs of withdrawing his order.

Oh Cheongun sighed inwardly.

Having been with Seol Mujin for a long time, he could roughly guess what he was thinking.

‘I’ll be bedridden for several days.’

Since he wouldn’t die, he couldn’t disobey Seol Mujin’s order.

Oh Cheongun and Wang Bongseok closed their eyes tight and reached out toward Jegal Byeongsik.

Sure enough, the world suddenly spun around and they were slammed to the ground.

“How dare mere government lackeys disrespect the Jegal Family!”

Seol Mujin, with his hands behind his back, approached Jegal Byeongsik.

Fortunately, Oh Cheongun and Wang Bongseok weren’t seriously injured and staggered to their feet.

“Cheongun, it looks like your leg is broken?”

At Seol Mujin’s words, Oh Cheongun hesitated, then grabbed his left leg and collapsed.

“Ow! My leg! It’s broken! It’s broken!”

“Bongseok, your arm seems broken too.”

“What? I’m perfectly fine… Ah! Ow, my arm!”

Wang Bongseok also grabbed his arm and rolled on the ground.

“Th-this is completely ridiculous…”

Seol Mujin cut off Jegal Byeongsik’s words.

“Not only did you assault innocent citizens, but you also inflicted serious injuries on government officials. This is no light crime.”

“You’ve gone completely insane! I clearly told you I’m from the Jegal Family! I’m Jegal Byeongsik, Deputy Leader of the Baekho Faction of the Jegal Family!”

Jegal Byeongsik shouted about the Jegal Family like it was his trump card, but it stirred no emotion in Seol Mujin.

“Did someone give the Jegal Family special privileges to break the law?”

“How absurd! What an ignorant official! From the looks of it, you must have received quite a bribe from that bastard, but you’ve picked the wrong opponent to fight!”

“You inflicted serious injuries on government officials and still want to fight?”

Seol Mujin leisurely closed the distance with Jegal Byeongsik.

“If you don’t obediently accept arrest, you might get seriously hurt.”

“How dare a mere head constable say such things to someone from the Jegal Family!”

“What’s so wrong with being a head constable that everyone puts the word ‘mere’ in front of it?”

When the distance to Jegal Byeongsik narrowed to one jang, Seol Mujin instantly closed the gap.

Smack—!

Jegal Byeongsik, struck across the face, collapsed with a thud.

He couldn’t understand why his face hurt, why the world was spinning, and why his legs had given out.

Jegal Byeongsik tried to get up quickly but staggered backward from the lingering shock of the blow until he hit the wall.

“Wh… what is this…”

It was certain that Seol Mujin, still with his hands behind his back, had slapped his face.

But that clear fact couldn’t be accepted as reality.

A mere head constable had slapped him?

Rage that shot to the top of his head made Jegal Byeongsik draw his sword.

“How dare you!”

Seol Mujin frowned.

“Drawing a weapon? You’re going to attempt murder of a government official on top of injuring one?”

“Those who disrespect the Jegal Family can never be left unharmed!”

Watching Jegal Byeongsik charge toward Seol Mujin, Zhuge Sangun shouted.

“Seol Podoo! Be careful…!”

Before he could finish speaking, Jegal Byeongsik’s sword fell toward Seol Mujin’s crown.

True to the Jegal Family’s sword technique based on swift strikes, the sword appeared as nothing but a flashing light.

But it was too slow a light to kill Seol Mujin.

Seol Mujin turned his body to the left, easily dodging the sword, then kicked Jegal Byeongsik’s shin with the inside of his foot.

“Ugh!”

That light kick destroyed Jegal Byeongsik’s balance and his body pitched forward.

Seol Mujin’s fist struck Jegal Byeongsik’s nose bridge.

“Urgh!”

As Jegal Byeongsik fell backward, Seol Mujin’s fist drove into his chin once more.

Jegal Byeongsik flew backward, hit the wall, and collapsed like a bundle of straw.

Clang!

The sword Jegal Byeongsik had dropped fell to the ground with a clear sound.

The fight ended that simply.

Zhuge Sangun watched that surreal scene with his mouth agape.

He knew from experience that Seol Mujin’s martial arts were high.

But even so, his opponent was someone from the Jegal Family.

Not even one of the eight families that protected the Jegal Family, but a direct descendant.

Among those direct descendants, Jegal Byeongsik was someone who had secured an important position early due to his outstanding martial talent.

And he had destroyed such a Jegal Byeongsik this easily?

‘Just how high is Seol Podoo’s martial arts level?’

In Zhuge Sangun’s eyes, Seol Mujin was truly a martial god.

“The Jegal Family is nothing special.”

Seol Mujin muttered and said to Oh Cheongun.

“Is your leg really broken?”

“What?”

“We need to escort this guy to the Government Office.”

“What? Ah, yes! Understood!”

Oh Cheongun and Wang Bongseok tried to carry the unconscious Jegal Byeongsik, but concluded it would be difficult to get to the Government Office in that state, so they brought a cart from somewhere.

Oh Cheongun, who had loaded Jegal Byeongsik onto the cart, asked Seol Mujin.

“Um, treatment for that person…!”

“You want to treat someone guilty of assaulting citizens, seriously injuring government officials, and attempting to murder officials?”

The assaulted citizen was a thug, and the injured official had only minor bruises, not serious injuries.

Though called attempted murder, Seol Mujin probably hadn’t felt even a fingernail’s worth of threat.

“R-right. He’s a very vicious criminal, so treatment would be a luxury. But is it okay to imprison him like this?”

When he regained consciousness, he would attempt to escape, but could the Government Office prison prevent that?

“If he escapes, that crime will be added too.”

“I see. With this many charges, it would almost be a death sentence.”

Oh Cheongun dragged the eighty-percent corpse-like Jegal Byeongsik to the Government Office.

Seol Mujin, who had been watching that scene, turned his gaze to Zhuge Sangun.

“Any injuries?”

“What? I-I’m fine!”

“You look fine on the outside. If you’re hurt, it would be your heart.”

Those words from Seol Mujin made him feel inexplicably emotional.

“My heart is… fine too.”

“If you’re okay with it.”

Seol Mujin didn’t bother to pry further.

He had no right to uncover Zhuge Sangun’s secrets.

“Will Seol Podoo be alright?”

“What do you mean?”

“The Jegal Family won’t just sit still. Jegal Byeongsik is the Family Head’s nephew. He’s the Second Prince’s son.”

“What about you? You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”

Zhuge Sangun, who had been hesitating, asked.

“Would you like to have a drink?”

This was the first time Seol Mujin would be drinking alcohol outside of Yeonji-ru.

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