My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 84

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84.

Jegal Sangpyo asked Hwangbo Cheonak.

“By any chance, are those dead men the Twelve Zodiac Gods?”

Hwangbo Cheonak answered nonchalantly.

“That’s what they said.”

“Why are the Twelve Zodiac Gods lying dead here?”

“They came to kill me…”

“They came to kill you and ended up killed by you?”

“Well…”

Even if he told the truth that the triplets killed them, they wouldn’t believe it anyway.

It seemed like he should hide the truth.

“That’s right. Haha!”

Somehow he looked unconvinced.

“Although the Twelve Zodiac Gods aren’t particularly strong individually, when they combine their techniques, even I wouldn’t find them easy opponents, yet you killed them all?”

Since he’d started lying, he had no choice but to push through to the end.

“I’ve gotten much stronger recently.”

“How?”

“I worked hard on my internal energy cultivation.”

“Just working hard on cultivation…”

Mid-sentence, Jegal Sangpyo realized that this conversation with Hwangbo Cheonak was meaningless.

There was clearly some story behind it, but it didn’t seem like he could get the truth from Hwangbo Cheonak.

So he should focus on the purpose of coming here.

Jegal Sangpyo’s gaze shifted to Seol Mujin.

“They’re on their way from the government office now.”

Seol Mantong had said “That bastard’s short tongue…!” before being dragged away by Seol Ryeoseon.

“I heard you’re the one who captured my nephew.”

Seol Mujin nodded lightly as if telling him to continue.

“Is what the magistrate said true?”

“Would the magistrate have lied?”

Jegal Sangpyo frowned.

“A mere porter captured Byeongsik?”

Again, the modifier “mere” was attached before porter.

The thought ‘Should I quit being a porter?’ naturally occurred to him.

Though he was wearing porter clothes, Seol Mujin had an identification badge of Geumeuiwi deputy commander hanging at his waist.

But there was no need to use his position as Geumeuiwi deputy commander against Jegal Sangpyo.

Martial artists should be dealt with in the martial world’s way.

“His martial arts were so pathetic that a mere porter broke his nose bone.”

“Are you disrespecting the Jegal Family?”

“If the Jegal Family’s martial arts are determined by Jegal Byeongsik, then they deserve to be disrespected.”

“You bastard! How dare you insult the Jegal Family!”

“What’s so great about the Jegal Family anyway.”

Finally, killing intent began to rise from Jegal Sangpyo.

“You’re hastening your own death.”

The voice that settled low carried deeper resolve than shouting.

Seol Mujin asked Hwangbo Cheonak.

“I think I heard that Jegal Family people are smart?”

“Why are you being so unsettling?”

“He can’t even assess the situation and you call that smart?”

“You, you bastard!”

Finally, Jegal Sangpyo couldn’t control his anger and attacked Seol Mujin.

At least he had a thread of reason left, so he didn’t draw his sword.

The Jegal Family’s fist technique wasn’t particularly renowned in the martial world, but it wasn’t weak martial arts either.

The fist aimed at Seol Mujin’s face was fast and heavy too.

It had enough power to kill if it hit properly.

Of course, Seol Mujin getting hit by Jegal Sangpyo’s fist didn’t happen.

He simply stepped back slightly to dodge it perfectly, then grabbed Jegal Sangpyo’s wrist with his left hand.

Whoosh—!

When Seol Mujin turned his arm, Jegal Sangpyo spun around and fell to the ground back-first.

“Urgh!”

Even while crying out, rather than pain, the thought ‘What just happened?’ came first.

A mere porter had slammed him to the ground?

He got dizzy from getting up too hastily, but Jegal Sangpyo hurriedly collected himself.

Looking at Seol Mujin who even had his hands behind his back, he could believe that Jegal Byeongsik had been captured by this porter.

“You really are quite something.”

Jegal Sangpyo said this while drawing his sword.

Jegal Sangpyo’s aura with a sword was definitely different from when he was barehanded.

Seeing such Jegal Sangpyo, Seol Mujin frowned.

“If you use a sword, you’ll be arrested for attempted murder of a government official like your nephew. Think again.”

Seol Mujin’s advice didn’t reach Jegal Sangpyo’s ears.

“Insolent!”

Jegal Sangpyo’s sword technique was incomparable to his fist technique.

In the martial world, they commonly say the Jegal Family’s sword technique is fast like lightning and venomous like a viper.

It was extremely sharp and filled with killing intent to definitely kill.

If it were fist technique, maybe, but Seol Mujin didn’t let his guard down before the Jegal Family’s sword.

He turned his body to the side, bent his waist, then spun around to create distance when Seol Ryeoseon shouted.

“Brother! Sword!”

Seol Mujin caught the sword Seol Ryeoseon threw and blocked Jegal Sangpyo’s third attack.

Clang!

With the metallic sound, Jegal Sangpyo’s sword was pushed back.

At the tingling sensation in his arm, Jegal Sangpyo couldn’t help but be amazed.

‘That porter’s internal energy surpasses mine?’

That couldn’t be.

A porter who was barely of age having higher internal energy than him!

Gritting his teeth, Jegal Sangpyo swung his sword aiming for Seol Mujin’s waist.

Sword energy that started before the sword pressured Seol Mujin.

Seol Mujin’s movements as he twisted his waist and blocked the sword were leisurely.

Even though Jegal Sangpyo poured out twelve levels of martial power, he couldn’t even touch a thread of Seol Mujin’s clothes.

For Jegal Sangpyo, who had never allowed a single defeat since entering the martial world, this fight was utterly absurd.

To struggle against a mere porter, not even an outstanding young talent from a prestigious orthodox sect!

But the result of the fight didn’t end with just struggling.

It took only twenty seconds for Jegal Sangpyo’s sword to leave his hand and fly far away.

His palm, which had gripped too tightly to avoid losing the sword, burst open.

Jegal Sangpyo looked forlornly at his sword that had flown outside this courtyard while blood dripped from his hand.

Seol Mujin’s sword rested on such Jegal Sangpyo’s shoulder.

“I’m arresting you for attempted murder of a government official.”

***

Belatedly, from the Namgung Family as well, family head Namgung Bongseong and Namgung Cheolsang arrived in Jinan with twenty retainers.

Hwangbo Ryeoseon guided them to the medical clinic where Namgung Hyemin was receiving treatment.

“Hyemin!”

Namgung Hyemin, who had been sitting by the window in a room where warm sunlight was streaming down, turned her head.

Her face was wrapped tightly with white bandages, with only her eyes for seeing, nose for breathing, and mouth for speaking visible.

“Has Father come?”

Her voice, spoken without inflection, was completely hoarse.

“Are you alright?”

Fortunately, no other injuries were visible besides her face.

Namgung Cheolsang quietly asked Hwangbo Ryeoseon.

“Where is the physician?”

Hwangbo Ryeoseon guided Namgung Cheolsang to Yeon Gok.

Yeon Gok, who had been cutting herbs with a chopping knife in a room full of medicinal materials, glanced at Namgung Cheolsang as he entered.

That was all.

Scrape! Scrape!

The herbs cut by the chopping knife piled up neatly.

“I am Namgung Cheolsang, Hyemin’s uncle.”

Yeon Gok spoke while cutting herbs.

“Your niece’s life is not in danger.”

He had already confirmed that with his own eyes.

So he asked about the next important thing.

“What about her face?”

“There are no problems with seeing, hearing, breathing, or speaking.”

That’s not what he was asking about.

“Will she be able to regain her former appearance?”

“Are you referring to the beauty that’s famous throughout the Murim?”

Namgung Cheolsang slowly nodded his head.

“Don’t harbor vain hopes. Be grateful that her face wasn’t blown away entirely.”

Yeon Gok said, ‘If it weren’t for me, it would have been difficult to even save her life.’

“How bad is it?”

“Don’t ask me something that differs depending on who’s looking.”

“How does it look to you as a physician?”

Yeon Gok stopped cutting herbs and looked at Namgung Cheolsang.

“Why are you so obsessed with your niece’s appearance?”

He suspected that the Namgung Family wanted to use Namgung Hyemin’s beauty.

But Namgung Cheolsang had no such intention at all.

“Because perhaps beauty is everything to Hyemin.”

Despite being born into the Namgung Family, her weak martial arts had always been shackles for Namgung Hyemin.

For her, beauty had become a blessing that replaced martial arts.

Namgung Hyemin had been confident within the Namgung Family because of that beauty, and was able to build fame in the Murim.

For her to lose her beauty would be no different from a martial artist losing their internal energy.

“She’s still young, so she can abandon what she has and start over.”

“How… bad is it?”

“We’ll know in two days.”

Just then, a crashing sound came from the room where Namgung Hyemin was.

When they left the medicine storage room, they could see Namgung Bongseong coming out to the main hall.

Namgung Bongseong’s face, with his molars clenched tightly, was rigidly hardened.

It was both grief and anger.

Namgung Bongseong asked Hwangbo Ryeoseon in a voice rising from deep in his belly.

“There are those who caused the landslide?”

“We’re currently investigating.”

“Who is?”

“Seol Podoo.”

“I need to meet him.”

“You’ll be able to meet him tonight.”

“Right now.”

“There’s a meeting tonight anyway. Only two hours remain.”

Namgung Bongseong let out a sigh that expelled his anger.

“Whoever is responsible for this will not remain unharmed.”

***

Hwa Seonhwa asked while pouring tea into Go Bongsu’s cup.

“You seem to have worries?”

“How does the proprietress know my mood so well?”

“My son is the best investigator in Jinan, no, in the Central Plains, so I should have at least that much ability.”

“Son? You decided to take Seol Podoo as your son?”

“Mujin-i decided to take me as his mother.”

“Haha! Isn’t this what the proprietress has been longing for! Congratulations!”

“It’s something that makes me happy as if I could fly to the heavens, but do you feel the same, sir?”

“If he’s the proprietress’s son, then he’s also my… son. Seol Podoo is my son… Seol Podoo is my son…”

An indescribable burden rose from his lower abdomen with a mud-like consistency.

“He’s too exceptional a son for me…”

Hwa Seonhwa, who had been watching Go Bongsu’s serious expression, chuckled.

“I’m joking. You would be a wonderful father to any child.”

“From ‘any child,’ I feel like Seol Podoo should somehow be excluded…”

“Mujin-i is exceptionally outstanding.”

Hwa Seonhwa, looking at the window where darkness was beginning to fall, continued speaking.

“Let’s see, about half an hour remains.”

“What do you mean?”

“There’s a meeting of distinguished people at Yeonji-ru today.”

“How distinguished could they be for you to call them distinguished people in front of me?”

“You’ll know if you attend.”

Go Bongsu, who had been bringing his tea cup to his mouth, asked with a puzzled expression.

“Attend? Me?”

“Mujin-i said you should attend too.”

“I should know what kind of meeting it is before I can decide whether to attend or not, shouldn’t I?”

“Put your curiosity aside for a moment. Surely Mujin-i wouldn’t do anything harmful to you?”

“He’s already turning my insides upside down.”

“What has Mujin-i done?”

“He arrested two people from the Jegal Family for attempted murder of government officials.”

“I don’t know the circumstances, but if Mujin-i did it, he must have had good reason.”

“I think so too, but the Jegal Family is one of the Odaesega…”

“Think big. Compared to what’s going to happen, this is nothing.”

Go Bongsu looked miserable.

“Why are even you making me anxious, proprietress? I’m just an official who wants to live quietly and long.”

“Since you have Mujin-i as a son, give up the idea of living quietly. Instead, you should make an effort to live as long as possible, right?”

The half hour that Hwa Seonhwa mentioned passed slowly for that reason.

When the time came, Hwa Seonhwa guided Go Bongsu.

While climbing the stairs, Hwa Seonhwa said.

“Actually, I was against it at first.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’ll be attending the meeting, sir.”

“Why?”

“Because you’ll have to risk your life.”

When the startled Go Bongsu stopped walking, Hwa Seonhwa also stopped one step above him.

“What kind of meeting could it possibly be…!”

Hwa Seonhwa turned her head toward Go Bongsu.

“I had no choice but to admit that Mujin-i was right. You’re in danger even as the Jenam Magistrate, sir. Since you know things related to Mujin-i, enemies could come for you at any time.”

Hwa Seonhwa climbed the stairs again, and Go Bongsu followed behind her.

“The carriage wheels are already rolling. Now we can neither stop nor get off.”

Though he didn’t know what kind of meeting this was, seeing Hwa Seonhwa speak like that, it was undoubtedly something dangerous.

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