My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 93

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93.

Seol Mujin told the owner exactly what he had said to the woman.

This time, Seol Ryeoseon said, “If you have nowhere to go, come to Jinan.”

The kind-hearted couple seemed to have taken a liking to the triplets as well.

It was when the newly prepared food was half empty.

“Guardian! It’s those bastards!”

One of the Mad Dogs whose legs were fine but both arms were broken appeared, dragging his companion.

They expected dozens of people to swarm in, but only three people came.

When one of the Mad Dogs said “Then I’ll go to the medical clinic” and disappeared, only two remained.

One of the two had a sword strapped to his back.

The middle-aged man with a well-groomed beard could be seen to have learned martial arts just from his posture.

And the other was a man in his early twenties with small eyes that were long and narrow.

The middle-aged man approached, but Seol Mujin and the triplets were only focused on their meal.

There was no sense of tension from Seol Mujin and the triplets, who were making comments like “Hey! Palbosan Fortress food really is the best!” and “I like the braised pork!”

Rather, the middle-aged man’s tension increased.

Not because he had dealt with trash like the Mad Dogs.

The first thing the middle-aged man checked was the sword leaning against the table.

Carrying a weapon meant there was a high possibility he was a martial artist.

‘He’s young.’

A young man who looked to be barely twenty years old.

Most likely he had dealt with the Mad Dogs after becoming something like a wandering hero.

Thugs like the Mad Dogs could be easily defeated with just a few years of martial arts training.

Yet the reason the middle-aged man was tense was because of the sword.

The scabbard of the sword, which wasn’t cheap but couldn’t be called a famous blade, had many scars on it.

If someone was new to the martial world, they would cherish their weapon.

In other words, the scars on the scabbard told the story of that person’s experience through traces.

Moreover, despite him carrying a sword, there was no sign of tension at all.

That meant he was confident, and in the martial world, there was no such thing as baseless confidence.

“I am Hwang Dalho of the Lightning Heat Sword.”

He revealed himself first, but Seol Mujin and the triplets glanced at him and continued eating.

Their eyes seemed to say, ‘So what?’

His disciple Nam Chigon got angry and stepped forward.

“These bastards! Master is speaking to you!”

Hwang Dalho took Nam Chigon outside.

When Hwang Dalho returned a moment later, Nam Chigon was not with him.

Screech—!

Hwang Dalho pulled out a chair and sat down, silently watching Seol Mujin and the triplets eat.

His eyes sparkled as he tried to find some clue, but all he could see were brothers enjoying their meal.

Hwang Dalho untied the sword from his back and leaned it against his chair.

Though he didn’t draw the sword, even when he touched his weapon, Seol Mujin remained focused on his chopsticks.

‘Does he not even consider someone like me worth his attention?’

Even Hwang Dalho, who was nicknamed the Fox for being too cautious, felt anger rising.

He wanted to immediately draw his sword and test the man’s martial arts, but twenty years of martial world experience suppressed his anger.

The food gradually disappeared and the plates were showing their bottoms.

Just as he thought ‘They’re late,’ he heard footsteps entering the restaurant.

Hwang Dalho turned his head and frowned.

He had told them to bring only his senior brother Baek Cheonho, but over ten thugs had swarmed in as well.

‘Well, I suppose we need to test what level that guy is at.’

“Burp—!”

The triplets, who had put down their chopsticks, burped simultaneously as if they had planned it.

“Did you eat well?”

At Seol Mujin’s question, Seol Mantong nodded.

“The owner here absolutely must move to our neighborhood.”

Seol Mujin wiped his hands and mouth with a handkerchief while looking around at the newly appeared people.

The thugs who had swarmed in with fierce momentum surrounded the dining table.

“Dalho. Did you really call us because of these kids?”

Hwang Dalho slowly stood up.

“I only called senior brother.”

“I was going to come alone too, but these guys followed saying they’d get revenge for the Mad Dogs. But…”

Baek Cheonho pointed at Seol Mujin and the triplets.

“Did you really call me because of those little brats?”

Suddenly Seol Mujin had also become a little brat.

“There’s nothing wrong with being careful.”

“You’re not being careful, you’re… let’s just drop it.”

Just then, the owner who was about to leave the kitchen turned around in surprise, and Seol Mantong called out to him.

“Hey, owner! Bring us some peanuts!”

Seol Ryeoseon added, “A lot!”

Seol Changho also perched his bottom on the windowsill and said,

“Peanuts are the best for watching fights.”

“Will there be time to eat peanuts?”

Seol Ryeoseon poked Seol Mujin with her finger.

“Brother, don’t finish too quickly.”

“Are you serious?”

“Of course. Look at those bastards’ faces. How much evil must they have done all this time? Are you going to hit guys like that once and be done? If you’re not going to kill them, you need to thoroughly stomp on them. Right?”

When Seol Mantong’s eyes sparkled as he said, “Should we fight instead?” Seol Mujin stopped him.

“I’ll handle it.”

If he left it to the triplets, there would definitely be thirteen corpses.

If it went beyond injury to murder, even the government office would get involved, making things troublesome.

Of course, even if he killed all those guys, there wouldn’t be any consequences.

Because on his waist was an identification badge proving he was Geumeuiwi.

Even a low-ranking Geumeuiwi guard could easily take a magistrate’s head, and he was a full-rank deputy commander.

Not just a magistrate, but even a provincial inspector would come crawling on his knees.

Baek Cheonho approached Seol Mujin closely.

“You…”

Just then, the owner suddenly held out a gourd full of peanuts.

“Here are the peanuts…”

“Thank you.”

Seol Mujin took the peanuts and passed them to Seol Ryeoseon.

The owner, whose neck shrank under Baek Cheonho’s fierce glare, quickly stepped backward.

“You…”

Crunch! Crunch!

The sound of the triplets chewing peanuts cut through Baek Cheonho’s voice.

The triplets casually met Baek Cheonho’s fierce glare.

It was a terrifying glare that made even the fiercest dog in the neighborhood tuck its tail between its legs.

“You… Ugh!”

In the end, Baek Cheonho couldn’t utter a single word except “You.”

Seol Mujin’s kick cleanly broke his shin, and as he collapsed, a knee drove into his nose bridge again.

Watching Baek Cheonho fall backward roughly, Seol Ryeoseon shook her head.

“Approaching right up to the enemy’s nose defenseless. For such a stupid person to also be called a martial artist… tsk tsk tsk…”

“Kill that bastard!”

No one knew who shouted, but at that cry, the thugs rushed at Seol Mujin.

They were packed so tightly that their shoulders bumped into each other, causing some to fall over themselves.

Seol Mujin didn’t want to get blood on his hands, so he picked up a spoon.

A wooden spoon was more than enough to deal with thugs.

Thwack! Crack! Crack!

“What a nice sound!”

“One hit isn’t enough!”

“Beat that spotted bastard more! That’s right!”

The triplets ate peanuts while cheering(?) on Seol Mujin as he beat the thugs.

The percussion-like sounds stopped after half an hour.

Behind Seol Mujin, who stepped over the thugs scattered everywhere, the triplets lamented, ‘Too short, too short.’

Seol Mujin approached Hwang Dalho, who stood there with a dazed look.

Startled, Hwang Dalho stepped back hesitantly.

It was clear that Seol Mujin was a master he couldn’t handle.

Though Baek Cheonho was taken by surprise and the rest were mere thugs, he could tell enough from those movements alone.

He had no confidence he could block the spoon that had been swung at those thugs if it came toward him.

“Who are you, young hero?”

Seol Mujin looked around the destroyed restaurant and said.

“Fifty taels of silver.”

“What?”

“Compensate the restaurant owner.”

“What do you suddenly mean by that…?”

Smack―!

Hwang Dalho didn’t even see Seol Mujin’s hand move, but he was slapped and collapsed.

To Hwang Dalho, whose vision was spinning, Seol Mujin said.

“Fifty taels.”

It sounded like the voice of the King of Hell heard while spinning down into hell.

Hwang Dalho shouted without thinking.

“I’ll give it to you!”

From just one slap, he could tell.

If Seol Mujin had used just a little more force, he could have shattered his head.

“Give it now.”

The world was still spinning, so Hwang Dalho crawled around searching the pockets of the fallen thugs.

First, his own pocket had two taels of silver.

Could fifty taels be gathered by searching the thugs’ pockets?

Still, he had to try searching.

Some guys didn’t even have 100 mun, while others surprisingly had three taels of silver.

But even gathering everything, it didn’t amount to even ten taels of silver.

Hwang Dalho knelt and offered the money while pleading.

“I will definitely give you fifty taels within one hour.”

Whenever he was called a coward before, he thought, ‘I’m just cautious, not a coward.’

But facing this situation, he realized he really was a coward.

He didn’t dare even look into Seol Mujin’s eyes.

Fortunately, Seol Mujin accepted his plea.

“One hour.”

Since beating Hwang Dalho wouldn’t make silver pour out, Seol Mujin made a rational decision.

The restaurant owner couple stood awkwardly in front of the kitchen.

Seol Mantong said to them.

“Think about what we said. Jinan is a really nice place.”

The woman asked.

“Who, who should we look for when we go to Jinan?”

The fact that the woman asked meant she was almost convinced.

“Look for our older brother, Seol Podoo.”

“What? You’re a Podoo?”

“Shh!”

Though it wasn’t much of a secret, the couple hurriedly covered their mouths with both hands.

Seol Mujin stopped walking as he was leaving the restaurant because of the government officials.

There hadn’t been time for anyone to report, yet one Podoo and five Pokwae were positioned in front of the restaurant.

As soon as the thought ‘It’s probably not because of us’ occurred to him, the Podoo shouted at Seol Mujin.

“You bastard! I arrest you on charges of assault and battery! Surrender immediately!”

The Podoo’s club was pointed straight at Seol Mujin.

“You’re arresting me?”

“Who else is here besides you!”

“Who did I beat?”

“There are so many victims inside the restaurant, and you’re going to deny it?”

As a government official, he would know well that the thugs inside the restaurant were from the underworld.

‘Oh ho! Look at these guys.’

Collusion between government officials and the underworld was common everywhere.

Even Seol Mujin received tribute money from the Jinan underworld.

But he wouldn’t protect underworld thugs just because they got beaten after picking a fight.

He would just click his tongue saying they had no eye for people.

“Instead of protecting citizens from underworld thugs, you’re government officials who protect underworld thugs. You’re rotten to the core.”

“What did you say? How dare you insult government officials! Capture that bastard immediately and make him kneel!”

Two Pokwae rushed at Seol Mujin and swung their clubs without warning.

The Pokwae struck Seol Mujin’s shoulder with all his might, but only made a thud sound and nothing happened.

Seol Mujin’s expression remained the same, and only the striking Pokwae’s palm hurt.

“What, what is this?”

“Those bastards…!”

Seol Changho stopped Seol Ryeoseon and Seol Mantong who were getting angry.

“Don’t interfere and complicate things unnecessarily.”

The Pokwae pounded Seol Mujin’s entire body with clubs, but only their own wrists and palms were getting hurt.

Seol Mujin spoke in a low voice while being beaten.

“I’m remembering all of you.”

“What kind of monster is this…?”

The watching Podoo shouted.

“J-just tie him up with rope!”

He obediently let himself be tied with rope.

After walking for about an hour, they arrived at Wuhan Government Office, whose scale was jaw-droppingly enormous.

It seemed easily five times the size of Jinan Government Office.

“Anyone would think it’s the Forbidden City.”

When Seol Ryeoseon spoke sarcastically, Seol Changho replied.

“It’s one of the many characteristics of corrupt officials. Brother, what are you planning by going along so obediently?”

“Won’t the intensity vary depending on how the other side comes at us?”

The Podoo following behind shouted.

“Be quiet!”

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