My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 98

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98.

Seol Mujin glanced at Bongwon Daesa, confirmed that he had no intention of asking questions, and asked Bae Cheonman.

“You ordered them to do it, didn’t you?”

“I didn’t order it, Seungho Gate took it upon themselves! Originally, Provincial Military Commissioner Gwak Sugyeong was supposed to handle it, but Seungho Gate intercepted it, saying martial artists would be better than the military! They did it out of greed to achieve merit!”

Seol Mujin asked Bongwon Daesa.

“Is there anything else you’d like to ask?”

It was fortunate enough that Shaolin Temple wasn’t involved in such dirty business.

When Bongwon Daesa shook his head, Seol Mujin’s gaze shifted to the triplets.

“What about you?”

Seol Mantong spoke.

“He must have hidden a fortune somewhere for sure. Where that is… Ugh!”

Seol Ryeoseon, who had hit the back of Seol Mantong’s head, moved to a position in front of Bae Cheonman.

Bae Cheonman had an expression that said ‘Why is the kid?’

Seol Ryeoseon asked with a face radiating cold energy.

“Reverse Heaven Pill. Where did you get it?”

“Re, Reverse Heaven Pill?”

“That drug that Myeoncheonhoe fed to Hwangbo Cheonak.”

Bae Cheonman made an ‘Ah!’ expression.

“That drug’s name is Gongbo Pill. It’s not something like Reverse Heaven Pill.”

Seol Ryeoseon let out a sneer.

“Talking nonsense about Gongbo Pill.”

“A little girl being so rude… Ahhh!”

Seol Mujin applied pressure to his finger, so Bae Cheonman’s words ended in a scream.

“Just answer what you’re asked. Who did this Gongbo Pill you mentioned come from?”

“Pro, Provincial Military Commissioner Gwa, Gwak Sugyeong…”

“A government official who isn’t even a martial artist gave you such a thing?”

“He said it was a drug that helps improve martial power… That’s all I know about Gongbo Pill!”

“What about Myeoncheonhoe?”

“The name of our gathering…”

“You mean you, Seungho Gate and other martial sects, and Provincial Commander Gwak Sugyeong?”

“Th, that’s right.”

“What about the Demonic Cult?”

“Demonic Cult?”

Why is the Demonic Cult coming up here? That was exactly his expression.

When Seol Mujin said ‘I think we’ve found out everything we can find out?’, Seol Ryeoseon also nodded.

Seol Mujin placed his hand on the back of Bae Cheonman’s neck.

“You’ll finally be at peace.”

“I told you everything honestly, so now you’ll let me go…”

Crack!

Bae Cheonman’s neck broke more easily than a chicken’s neck twisted by a housewife’s hand.

So there probably wasn’t much pain either.

Seol Changho looked at the limp Bae Cheonman and said.

“How could Gwak Sugyeong have Reverse Heaven Pills?”

“The Demonic Cult might have colluded with the government.”

At Seol Ryeoseon’s response, Seol Mantong spat out curses.

“Damn bastards. Now they’re even collaborating with the government?”

Seol Mujin said.

“Although Reverse Heaven Pills did originate from the Demonic Cult, it’s not evidence that the Demonic Cult colluded with the government. Someone who was affiliated with the Demonic Cult could have made it personally.”

There could be another person like Black-Robed Yeon Gok.

Seol Mujin buried Bae Cheonman’s corpse in a place where it wouldn’t be discovered as he went down the mountain.

If they knew Bae Cheonman was dead, the remaining people would handle the aftermath, but as long as he was missing, the confusion would continue for quite a while.

Seol Mujin asked Bongwon Daesa at the crossroads leading to Wuhan.

“Where will you be going, Master?”

“It seems like the world will soon be caught up in an uncontrollable whirlwind, right?”

“Probably so.”

“You said chaos like the Spring and Autumn Warring States period would cover the Central Plains, and it wasn’t entirely empty words.”

“You know as well as I do that the chaos has already begun, don’t you, Master? The people whom the government cannot protect have long since fallen prey to bandits and demonic bandits. Even bandit-like officials are running rampant.”

Wuhan was a good example of that.

“Are you trying to achieve your dream through power?”

“Directly catching dozens or hundreds of bandits and demonic bandits would be one method. But in places where I’m not present, hundreds of times more good people would be suffering.”

Bongwon Daesa, who had been staring at Seol Mujin intently, turned around.

“A difficult problem. A difficult problem indeed.”

Seol Mujin didn’t bother calling out to the departing Bongwon Daesa.

He wasn’t someone he could catch, nor was there any reason to catch him.

Only when Bongwon Daesa’s figure disappeared behind the trees did Seol Mujin and the triplets set foot on the path to Wuhan.

Their business was finished, but they had to clean up the mess Seol Mujin had created before leaving.

Bang Goyang was startled to see Seol Mujin and the triplets appear at the inn.

“Didn’t you go to Seolun Jangwon?”

“We went and came back.”

“What? Already?”

“It’s not that far of a distance.”

Not that far of a distance?

If it were Bang Goyang, even if he used his light body technique at full power for just the round trip, he absolutely wouldn’t be able to arrive at this time.

Bang Goyang asked cautiously.

“How did the business you went for turn out…!”

“It was resolved well.”

“Did you meet Bae Cheonman?”

“That’s right.”

“And then?”

“You want me to tell secrets to an information broker? I might as well shout it in the marketplace.”

“I helped catch Bae Cheonman, didn’t I?”

“Thanks to that, you saved your life.”

“Even just crumbs…”

“How about you produce a list of useful officials instead.”

“Tch!”

Bang Goyang took out a paper with a list written on it from his chest.

“There aren’t that many. How easy would it be for proper officials to endure under corrupt officials?”

Seol Mujin knew this from experience as well.

Seol Mujin looked at the list of officials and asked.

“You said you have shares in Cheonmu Association, what is that?”

Bang Goyang, who flinched in surprise, said.

“It already collapsed, so let’s not worry about it.”

“It’s a matter of trust.”

“Do we really need trust between us?”

Bang Goyang grumbled, ‘When you won’t even tell me about the Bae Cheonman matter.’

“Someone who does assassination-related work isn’t a good person. I’m someone who has vowed to kill evil people.”

Bang Goyang jumped up.

“That matter is already finished!”

“As long as Elder Bang doesn’t quit this work, it’s not finished.”

“I will absolutely never accept any requests related to Seol Podoo.”

“But because of Elder Bang, a good person will die.”

“I have never once accepted a request regarding a good person until now!”

“What about Hwangbo Cheonak?”

“He’s a notorious scoundrel!”

“Elder Bang, you know that he’s actually different, don’t you?”

“That’s something I found out later…”

“There’s no law saying you won’t make the same mistake again.”

“So you’re telling me to quit this work?”

“I’m saying this for Elder Bang’s sake.”

Bang Goyang shook his head as if there was nothing to think about.

“That’s impossible.”

Seol Mujin stared at Bang Goyang intently.

“It doesn’t seem like it’s for accumulating personal wealth…”

“I have children to look after. It’s also related to my stake in the Cheonmu Association. In exchange for me not interfering with the Cheonmu Association, they agreed not to engage in human trafficking.”

“You’re running an orphanage.”

“I know from experience that begging is no job for little street urchins. But if they don’t beg, they’ll starve to death. Of course, some children starve to death even while begging.”

“Doesn’t the Beggar’s Sect help?”

“Even the finest net can’t catch every fish. At first, I just took in one or two, but I kept noticing new children… A beggar who should treat money like stones had no choice but to become a money demon. Seol Podoo also runs an orphanage, so you must understand my feelings well.”

“You’ve investigated me quite thoroughly.”

“I need to know who holds my lifeline.”

“Let’s do this. I’d like you to share important requests you receive with me. And you’ll need to provide information I need as well. Of course, I’ll pay for it.”

“Are you telling me to become Seol Podoo’s subordinate?”

“There’s also the nice word ‘collaborator.'”

Bang Goyang asked with a deliberately serious expression.

“Are you certain that the Third Prince will be the final victor?”

“You know that much too.”

“I tried to hide it. I’ve learned well enough that knowing things brings trouble. But I can’t help asking.”

“What do you think, Elder Bang?”

“I’m not sure yet. Actually, before Seol Podoo appeared, I didn’t pay any attention to imperial power. But one thing is certain. It’s never good for Murim to get close to the Imperial Palace.”

“Why?”

“Because there’s a high probability of being discarded after use. To government officials, Murim is just a group of ruffians. Do you think they’d want to share sweet fruits with Murim?”

“Well, I’m not a Martial Artist, so I can’t say much about that.”

“You brought down Oryongbang and got entangled with three of the Odaesega, so you’re naturally a Martial Artist. Seol Podoo, you’re no longer a simple Government Official.”

“Whoever I am, I can’t represent Murim. I don’t have that qualification either. And for me, sweet fruits aren’t positions, power, or money. The sweetest fruit for me is a world where good people no longer shed blood. Since no one else would want that fruit, it’s all mine.”

Seol Mujin smiled as he spoke jokingly.

Bang Goyang looked at Seol Mujin like that and burst into laughter together.

“If that’s what Seol Podoo thinks, then my words won’t reach your ears. Then let me ask differently. Is the Third Prince the kind of person you hope for?”

“I haven’t met other Imperial Relatives so I’m not sure, but he seemed like a decent person.”

“An Imperial Relative who seems like a decent person? That can’t be right.”

“Why?”

“Imperial Relatives are all inhuman. At best, they’d be complete trash.”

“He wasn’t that bad though?”

“Hmm. You’re saying the Third Prince is like that?”

Bang Goyang nodded.

“Well, that’s why Seol Podoo would stand by his side.”

Bang Goyang scratched his hair that looked like it hadn’t been washed in three months.

“You’re just leaving me with one more worry before you go.”

“A worry?”

Bang Goyang waved his hands.

“Just go solve the Government Office problem. It’s complete chaos right now.”

The saying that even a bad leader is better than none didn’t exist for nothing.

Seol Mujin stood up and said.

“I’ll handle the Government Office myself, so Elder, you take care of the underworld.”

“What? What do you mean…!”

“The underworld must be in chaos too, right?”

“So why should I be the one to clean that up?”

“You have a stake in it.”

“That stake has already disappeared.”

“Get it back.”

Seol Mujin made a gesture of counting money.

“It’ll probably be quite profitable.”

Ignoring Bang Goyang’s calls, Seol Mujin roughly selected personnel while heading to the Government Office with the triplets.

Who would serve as acting Magistrate, who would head the Six Departments, and who would be in charge of the investigators and constables.

Seol Changho grumbled while looking at the officials written on paper.

“No talent and not enough numbers either. To think the people have to trust and live under such people. Tsk tsk tsk…”

Seol Ryeoseon picked up on Seol Changho’s words.

“Still, people think the administrative system runs on something incredibly sophisticated. When it’s this much of a mess. Even Mantong-i could be a Magistrate.”

“Let’s not bother someone who’s staying quiet.”

Arriving at the Government Office, Seol Mujin looked around.

Not even a Government Official who should be guarding the gate was visible.

Going inside, he could see Government Officials gathered in a corner of the wide courtyard.

Those who had formed groups of four or five were whispering among themselves about something.

Seol Mujin called out to them, who were clearly scheming for survival.

“What are you doing?”

One constable turned his head and scowled fiercely.

“Who are you?”

Although Seol Mujin had stirred up the Government Office quite a bit, in reality, not many officials knew his face.

Fortunately, one of those few officials was mixed in with the group.

“Ahhh! In, Inspector!”

One constable with a large mole on his forehead rolled over and prostrated himself in front of Seol Mujin.

“This humble one, Won Daebbal, pays respects to the Inspector!”

The officials, startled by Won Daebbal’s words, prostrated themselves at the speed of light.

“We pay respects to the Inspector!”

In an instant, there were no humans left at eye level.

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