The Granddaughter of the Manhyang Escort Agency Hides Her Magic - Chapter 21

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Chapter 21

Mugyeol stood in the training ground, replaying the conversation he had with Cheonrim a few days ago.

Cheonrim had called Mugyeol, who had moved his residence to Biwongak, to his private quarters. Mugyeol thought he was going to give him some precautions and went to see him.

He was a bit flustered that the pavilion master was looking after him, who had been a servant. However, he didn’t think much of it since there had been the incident with Shin Ah.

But Mugyeol was greatly surprised by the first words that So Cheonrim, the master of Biwongak, uttered.

‘I hear you’re Shin Ah’s friend.’

Mugyeol immediately knelt down and pleaded.

‘How could a lowly person like me be friends with someone as precious as Miss Shin Ah? I don’t know who you heard what from, but I’ve never said such a thing.’

Cheonrim smiled awkwardly in embarrassment. Then he surprised Mugyeol again.

‘But our Shin Ah said you were her friend? If that’s not true, then this is troubling… Shin Ah would be hurt. So let’s keep it that you’re friends. And get up and sit in the chair.’

Miss Shin Ah had called him her friend.

Cheonrim looked at Mugyeol with an affectionate expression.

‘You’ve had a hard time until now. From now on, stay at Biwongak not as a slave of the Escort Agency, but as Shin Ah’s friend.’

Mugyeol couldn’t say anything and just moved his mouth wordlessly.

When was the last time he had received such kind eyes from an adult?

The behavior and tone that Cheonrim showed him resembled that of his parents.

Cheonrim and I have no relationship at all, so why…?

When Mugyeol was bewildered, Cheonrim spoke.

‘From now on, cultivate martial arts together with Shin Ah.’

Mugyeol’s shoulders jumped with a start. It was far too much for him.

‘How could I, uh, how could I together with the young miss… learn martial arts that the masters learn together?’

You need to learn. Especially if you’re going to become Shina’s successor.

Cheonrim spoke with unprecedented firmness. Then he swiftly lifted Mugyeol up into his arms.

It’s too small.

When Mugyeol startled and struggled, Cheonrim burst into laughter and pulled him even tighter into his embrace.

“Stay still. You’re absolutely skin and bones. How can you properly do your job as a seamstress like this… hmm?”

Cheonrim, who had been subtly channeling his inner energy to check the child’s condition, flinched and stared intently at Mugyeol. He gazed at Mugyeol with eyes that seemed to pierce through the abyss.

“Your qi and blood channels are all open? Who performed the Beolmosesu technique on you?”

Qi and blood, bee hair細手, and flawlessness were incomprehensible words.

When Mugyeol just tilted his head in confusion, not knowing what “immaculate” meant, Cheonrim set him down and issued an order to see the guests out in a warm voice.

Mugyeol hurriedly escaped from Cheonrim’s quarters.

That night, Mugyeol stayed awake cultivating his loyalty to Cheonlim and Sina.

Biwongakju was as noble and kind-hearted a person as he was reputed to be.

A smile lingered at the corners of Mugyeol’s lips as he recalled those emotions. His cold expression softened for a moment.

That was when it happened.

“Hey!”

Mugyeol snapped out of his reverie at the sound of shouting.

It was Mando who had shouted.

A faint wrinkle formed between Mugyeol’s brows.

“You little shit? When you see an adult, you should greet them, shouldn’t you? How dare you glare at me like that?”

Mando approached with flaring nostrils. His momentum was as menacing as a wild boar. Soon a shadow fell over Mugyeol’s head.

Even seeing the mando right in front of him, Mugyeol did not bow.

Mando’s face turned red, feeling that he had been ignored.

“You seem to be getting cocky just because Shin-ah took your side once! How long do you think that bitch Shin-ah will protect you? Shin-ah’s a mess herself and can barely take care of her own ass, so you might end up dead if you keep acting up like this. Want me to give you a little taste of what that’s like?”

Mando roughly raised his hand. He swung his hand before Mugyeol could even stop him.

Thud!

A bone-shaking impact struck Mugyeol. However, though Mugyeol staggered, he did not fall.

He planted one foot firmly behind him to steady himself and glared at Mando.

Then Mando’s eyes went wild.

“I hit you too gently. This elder will teach you what proper conduct as a servant is, with a heart as vast as the sea.”

Mando channeled his inner energy into his hands.

I had struck him with my internal energy last time too, but seeing him completely unharmed like this, it seemed Mugyeol had quite the resilience.

So even if I beat him up a few times with my qi-infused fists, it shouldn’t cause any major problems.

Having finished his calculations, Mando’s hands became merciless.

“When the master arrives, you should lower your eyes and bow your head first!”

Cheonrim’s words buzzed in Mugyeol’s ears.

‘……stay in Biwongak as Shin-ah’s friend, not as a slave of the Pyo Kingdom.’

If that was true, then Mando was not the rightful owner of Mugyeol. So he couldn’t just stand there and take a beating—that’s what he thought in that moment.

Mando struck Mugyeol squarely in the head.

A sharp ringing echoed in Mugyeol’s ears. Though he staggered, he kept his head held high.

“Huh? This bastard? If you can’t bow your head, then I’ll make you kneel. When you’ve done wrong, you should beg until your knees are worn raw!”

Before Mugyeol could counterattack, Mando moved in from the side and struck the back of his knee.

Mugyeol collapsed forward.

“Cough.”

This time the attack landed properly.

Mugyeol, who had fallen, couldn’t get up right away and was panting on all fours on the floor.

Pleased that his attack had worked, Mando pulled up one corner of his mouth in a smirk.

“That’s a fitting posture for you. From now on, greet me like that whenever you see me. Groveling like a dog, panting! Hahaha.”

Mando, having regained his pride, placed his foot on Mugyeol’s waist and laughed heartily.

Before Mugyeol could even react, Mando continued speaking.

“You can’t do it? If you don’t do it, I’ll make Sosin like this instead.”

Mugyeol’s back flinched.

“How about it? It’ll be fun, right? It’ll be quite a sight to see Shin-ah crawling around on all fours. Honestly, doesn’t she look like a dog?”

“Stop…….”

A pained sound escaped from beneath Mando’s feet.

“What the hell is this bastard babbling about?”

“Stop it.”

Mando giggled.

At that vile laughter, Mugyeol shot to his feet.

So Mando, startled and stepping back, quickly regained his balance and raised his fists, but Mugyeol didn’t back down. Instead, he clenched his fists tight and glared at So Mando. His eyes weren’t just blazing—they were on fire.

At the murderous aura, So Mando stepped back with an uneasy expression.

“Hey, what’s wrong with you?”

“Kill, huk, I’ll kill…”

Mugyeol’s fingernails dug into his palms as he clenched his fists. His pupils rolled back and forth repeatedly.

Mugyeol’s rage had reached its peak, twisting his blood vessels—a disaster that someone who hadn’t even properly begun cultivation couldn’t handle.

Huk, Mugyeol let out a rough breath and collapsed backward.

“What the hell? Why’s this bastard acting like this?”

Mugyeol, collapsed on the ground, convulsed.

“Brother! What’s happening?”

As the situation turned serious, So Ilbi, who had been watching from behind, came running.

“That, that… something’s wrong…”

So Mando’s face turned pale. So Ilbi looked at Mugyeol collapsed on the ground.

Mugyeol was trembling violently while rigid as a board. His eyes were bloodshot red from burst blood vessels, and white foam formed at the corners of his mouth.

The sight was more than eerie—it was horrifying.

“How hard did you hit him!”

So Ilbi cried out in shock and placed her hand under Mugyeol’s nose. Fortunately, he was breathing properly.

“I didn’t hit him much! Way less than last time!”

So Mando shouted back indignantly.

“What if he dies like this?”

Terrified, So Mando and So Ilbi froze, not knowing what to do.

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Ok Chifung of the Huashan Sect arrived at Manhyang Express late at night.

Since it was too late to knock on the escort agency’s gate and call out his friend, he decided to sleep under the agency’s wall.

Some time later, someone woke him from his deep sleep by poking him with a bamboo broom.

He thought he’d only closed his eyes for a moment, but dawn was already breaking.

“What’s a beggar doing here? Hey, you’re bad luck, so get lost!”

Chifung yawned lazily and pushed up his frayed bamboo hat.

“Yawn, since you woke me from my sweet sleep, at least give me a cup of cool water.”

“That’s a strange way for a beggar to beg.”

The servant of Manhyang Express let out a hollow laugh.

He’d met many beggars before, but never one like this man.

In the past, rumors spread that the former head of Manhyang Express was generous, so beggars would line up in front of the agency’s gate.

The servants of Manhyang Express had kind hearts. The agency was prosperous, and helping each other came naturally.

Then So Baekrim, the owner of Yuwon Pavilion, caught them helping beggars.

After that, he threatened not to give even a grain of rice to beggars. If caught helping beggars, he said he’d turn them into beggars themselves.

He also made an example of one beggar by beating him with a club.

After that, no beggars had lingered around the agency—until now.

Since he’d be in trouble if So Baekrim saw this, the servant scolded harshly.

“A person with working limbs should think about earning money through work, not going around begging! Get out of here right now.”

He swung the bamboo broom roughly.

“Well now, how heartless. I guess the talk about Manhyang Express’s good nature is all in the past.”

Chifung dusted off his bottom, stood up, and sauntered away.

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