The Evil Martial God Chronicles - Chapter 172

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Legend of the Evil Martial God

 

Chapter 172

 

Cheonhyanghwa showed interest at the words that they looked at the courtesans like stones.

 

“They don’t look at the courtesans in the pleasure house? Then what are they doing in the room?”

 

“They say they just stare at the fabric shop all day.”

 

“What? The fabric shop? If you’re talking about the fabric shop visible from here…”

 

Cheonhyanghwa’s gaze turned toward the window.

 

[Jin Fabric Shop]

 

She frowned upon seeing the fabric shop’s signboard.

 

“Why are they watching the fabric shop?”

 

“It seemed like they were observing something.”

 

“Did they appear to have a grudge against the fabric shop owner?”

 

“It didn’t seem that way. Rather, they say they were laughing and enjoying themselves as if it was amusing.”

 

“Could they be acquainted with the fabric shop owner?”

 

“There’s no definite information yet. However, based on a few speculations, first, they might be acquainted with the fabric shop owner… And second, they could be people from a trading company observing to recruit the fabric shop owner.”

 

“The second possibility has a higher probability. If they have enough wealth to stay on the top floor and keep watch, they’re likely people from a trading company, right?”

 

Renting the top floor for one day costs ten gold taels.

 

That amount could rent the finest separate building for a week.

 

And that’s not all?

 

The alcohol costs just as much.

 

No matter how high their position or how much money they had, the top floor was usually a place to visit occasionally, yet they had already been eating, sleeping, and staring only at the fabric shop for three days.

 

“If they were acquainted, they wouldn’t watch for so long. Wouldn’t they watch for about a day and then go meet them?”

 

“Miss seems to be right.”

 

“Still, it’s interesting that they don’t even glance at the courtesans. Usually, wouldn’t they keep courtesans by their side while watching?”

 

Cheonhyanghwa rose from her seat.

 

“Where are you going?”

 

“I’m going to the top floor. I’m curious about what kind of people they are, so I want to see them myself.”

 

“You’re going personally, Miss?”

 

“I wonder if they would still only look at the fabric shop even after seeing me? Aren’t you curious?”

 

Cheonhyanghua smiled and spoke, causing the Chief Steward to bow his head.

 

“Oh my! Miss! What man wouldn’t fall for that smile of yours?”

 

“They must know my reputation well, don’t they?”

 

“Perhaps those guys are deliberately doing this to lure you out?”

 

“Hmm. Then they’ve succeeded. They’ve piqued my interest. Let’s go.”

 

“Yes. I’ll guide you.”

 

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As they headed to the top floor, they could see a new drinking table being carried up.

 

“Is the drinking table being changed again?”

 

“Yes. This is the third time just today.”

 

“Huh. So they’ve already spent forty gold taels just today?”

 

“That’s correct.”

 

“They must have money rotting away.”

 

Whatever the case, money was being made well, so it didn’t matter.

 

Chwiheunghwa smiled and said.

 

“The proprietress must be very excited.”

 

“The proprietress is not here right now.”

 

“Where did she go?”

 

“She was summoned by the Gate Master and went to the main gate.”

 

At the mention of Gate Master, Cheonhyanghua’s expression hardened.

 

“How can you carelessly say such things? What if someone hears?”

 

“Ah! I’m sorry.”

 

As the Chief Steward bowed and apologized, Cheonhyanghua said.

 

“Be careful with your words at all times from now on.”

 

“Yes! Miss!”

 

They had arrived at the top floor before they knew it.

 

Before entering, Cheonhyanghua checked her clothes once more.

 

When she nodded, the Chief Steward announced inside.

 

“Guests. Today, Miss Cheonhyanghua, our Chwihwaru’s finest courtesan, has prepared song and dance for you.”

 

“Mm. Send her in.”

 

A lukewarm voice.

 

The Chief Steward mouthed that he had treated all the courtesans this way until now.

 

She could understand why the courtesans said their pride was hurt in this place.

 

When Cheonhyanghwa nodded, the Chief Steward carefully opened the door.

 

Creak-.

 

As the door opened and Cheonhyanghwa stepped inside, a radiant aura spread throughout the room.

 

“It’s my first time meeting you. I am called Cheonhyanghwa.”

 

At Cheonhyanghwa’s greeting, Jeok Wigang responded half-heartedly, as if barely listening.

 

“Yeah. Nice to meet you.”

 

A voice that sounded not nice to meet her at all.

 

This was the first time something like this had happened.

 

Everyone who saw her would either be amazed or so happy they wouldn’t know what to do.

 

Cheonhyanghwa raised her head to look at the guests.

 

‘What? They’re not even looking at me at all?’

 

Her pride was hurt even more.

 

Weren’t they treating her as if she didn’t exist at all?

 

“Moon Beauty’s Lament? That one sounds good. Play that for us.”

 

If someone has entered, you should look at their face while speaking.

 

“If you look at me, I’ll play it for you.”

 

She thought they were acting this way because they hadn’t seen her beauty yet.

 

At Cheonhyanghwa’s words, the three people turned their heads.

 

Jeok Wigang spoke with a lukewarm expression while resting his chin on his hand.

 

“What are you doing? Play Moon Beauty’s Lament.”

 

That was all there was to him actually looking at her face while speaking.

 

Then he looked out the window again.

 

Cheonhyanghwa was flustered by this reaction she had never seen before in her life.

 

To think he would react like this even after seeing her face.

 

She couldn’t believe it.

 

How can they possibly act like that?

 

It’s absurd and hurts my pride.

 

What’s wrong with them?

 

Are they eunuchs?

 

No, more than that, what are they looking at so intently?

 

Feeling thoroughly offended, Cheonhyanghwa got up from her seat and walked toward the window.

 

Then she looked in the direction they were staring.

 

There, the owner of a cloth shop was arguing with some people.

 

A smile formed on Cheonhyanghwa’s lips.

 

But then her expression hardened again as she looked at the three men.

 

No matter how she looked at them, they didn’t seem like people who worked for a trading company.

 

Are they just watching outside the window for fun?

 

Looking at what the cloth shop owner is doing outside the window is quite entertaining.

 

She had also found it amusing at first, wondering what kind of person acts like that.

 

But even if it’s entertaining, why go so far as to rent this expensive room?

 

You can see it well enough from the small tea room downstairs, can’t you?

 

Or do they really know the cloth shop owner?

 

“Huh? What are you doing? Aren’t you going to sing? If you’re not going to sing, tell someone else to come.”

 

Cheonhyanghwa trembled with rage at the tone that showed no interest whatsoever.

 

This kind of treatment was something she had never experienced in her entire life.

 

Telling her to leave if she’s not going to sing.

 

She suddenly felt depressed.

 

Has my beauty faded?

 

Does it no longer work on men?

 

All sorts of thoughts raced through her mind.

 

“Hey!”

 

“Yes?”

 

“What are you doing?”

 

“Well… I’m Cheonhyanghwa.”

 

“I know. You introduced yourself earlier.”

 

When Jin Muryang spoke in a blunt voice, Ye Yahyeon beside him said as if he found it pathetic.

 

“Hey, she’s saying we should introduce ourselves to each other. I guess we should introduce ourselves too?”

 

That’s not it.

 

A vein bulged on Cheonhyanghwa’s forehead.

 

“Ah, is that so? I am Jin Muryang. This fellow here is Ye Yahyeon. And that person over there is someone who goes by the name Jeok Wija Gangja.”

 

As expected, they seem to be the guards of that young master sitting over there.

 

Then should I target that young master?

 

“I will sing the Moonlight Beauty Song that you desire, Young Master.”

 

Let’s see if you can still sit there like a stone after hearing my song.

 

She gritted her teeth and picked up the pipa.

 

Tiring-.

 

Plucking the pipa, she sang with the utmost effort she had ever put forth in her life.

 

There was a reason people became entranced when they heard her voice – it was because of the yin energy she had mastered.

 

Flowing Sound Silk Melody.

 

It wasn’t a powerful single strike, but a yin energy that gently wrapped around and tightened the opponent’s heart.

 

Those on the receiving end couldn’t even recognize it as yin energy and had no choice but to fall victim helplessly.

 

With this martial art, she sometimes planted illusions, sometimes made them tell the truth to obtain information about her opponents.

 

“You sing well.”

 

For a moment, she almost went off-key.

 

Singing?

 

You sing well?

 

What does that mean?

 

Does that mean my face isn’t good enough?

 

She felt genuinely irritated.

 

No, more than that, what’s with those guys?

 

They’re completely unaffected even after hearing my song?

 

She couldn’t believe it.

 

Then how about this?

 

Flowing Sound Silk Melody Third Form – Subtle Distant Bond.

 

An even softer and more delicate voice filled the room.

 

Now they would have their emotions shaken by this melody and shed tears.

 

“It’s certainly pleasant to listen to.”

 

“Indeed. Just listening to that voice, even a peerless beauty would pale in comparison.”

 

What?

 

What is this supposed to mean?

 

Just from listening to my voice?

 

No!

 

I’m actually a peerless beauty!

 

Look more carefully!

 

More than that, why is there no change in their emotions!

 

She wanted to throw away the singing and everything else and return to her room.

 

But she was a master craftsman.

 

She couldn’t be shaken by something like this.

 

With superhuman patience, she barely finished the song and opened her eyes.

 

The three people were still looking out the window.

 

She felt deflated.

 

What?

 

Why isn’t it working?

 

Did they not properly listen to my song?

 

Should I force it into their ears?

 

While she was having such thoughts.

 

“Huh? That thing?”

 

The men who had been looking out the window seemed surprised as they discovered something.

 

Chunhyanghwa also went toward the window out of curiosity.

 

A group of warriors was heading toward the fabric shop.

 

She had a feeling that something big was about to happen.

 

Surely.

 

They’re not going there to fight.

 

They must be going to buy clothes or fabric.

 

Jeok Wigang noticed Chunhyanghwa fidgeting restlessly.

 

He looked back and forth between Chunhyanghwa and the fabric shop, then showed a surprised expression.

 

– Hey, that woman over there… she doesn’t happen to like Baek Ryeongso, does she?

 

Ye Yahyeon and Jin Muryang were startled by Jeok Wigang’s sudden sound transmission.

 

– What? What do you mean…?

 

Looking at Chunhyanghwa in surprise.

 

Her eyes looking toward the fabric shop were filled with worry.

 

– Huh? Huh? Th-that…

 

While I was surprised, Cheonhyanghua’s expression suddenly changed and she covered her mouth with her hand.

 

When I quickly turned my head, I could see Baek Ryeongso coming out of the fabric shop.

 

Looking at Cheonhyanghua’s expression again, this was certain.

 

– Is, is it really true?

 

The three people’s interest was now focused on Cheonhyanghua.

 

There was no way Baek Ryeongso would fall to such insignificant warriors.

 

This was more interesting now.

 

– But does that woman know that Baek Ryeongso’s face is currently transformed?

 

– Even if it’s transformed, it doesn’t seem much different from before?

 

– That’s true, but…

 

– Does she have unusual tastes?

 

It was amusing to see her expression changing every moment.

 

Then I heard a sound.

 

“I hear you’re quite good at making clothes?”

 

“I make them well. Did you come after hearing rumors? What kind of clothes should I make for you?”

 

“Can you make a short robe made from heavenly silkworm silk?”

 

“I can make it. As long as you properly pay for the heavenly silkworm silk and money.”

 

“Shouldn’t you be the one preparing the heavenly silkworm silk? We’ll pay the money.”

 

“Then the cost goes up, you know? I’ll be generous. Just pay fifty gold taels. Then I’ll make it for you.”

 

At that, the warriors chuckled and threw something.

 

“What should I do? That’s all I have. Can’t you just take that and make it for me?”

 

What fell to the ground was not a gold tael or silver coins, but one iron coin.

 

“With this, you can’t even buy half a bolt of cotton cloth?”

 

“That’s your problem. My situation is that one iron coin is all I have.”

 

Baek Ryeongso chuckled.

 

“There is one type of clothes I can make for you guys.”

 

“What is it?”

 

“I can make you a straw mat. Winter will come soon, so I’ll be generous and make it for one iron coin.”

 

“Why don’t you accept the conditions we want while we’re asking nicely?”

 

“Sorry. I have no desire to speak nicely.”

 

Then he looked around the surroundings again.

 

“Eek!”

 

“He’s looking here! Duck down!”

 

When Baek Ryeongso looked up at the top floor of Chwihwaru, the three people quickly lowered their heads.

 

They almost got caught.

 

But when they turned their heads, they saw Cheonhyanghwa on one side, covering her mouth and lying flat on the ground.

 

At that sight, Jeok Wigang sent a sound transmission.

 

– We should consider that a certainty, right?

 

– That’s right.

 

– This is the most amazing thing I’ve witnessed in my entire life. To think there’s a woman who likes Baek Ryeongso, of all people.

 

– Exactly.

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