The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 170
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Chapter 170
In front of Namgung Cheon, who sat in lotus position, a single sword floated in midair.
Gan-jang.
As if representing his troubled mind, the Gan-jang sword also trembled unsteadily.
“My lord.”
At that moment, Namgung Min, the leader of the Cheonggung Squad, quietly revealed himself.
“The Dark Four and Cheolhyeoldae are gathering in Hefei.”
Namgung Cheon’s closed eyes slowly opened.
“Who are the current leaders?”
The Gan-jang sword floating in the air smoothly flew into the wooden case.
When Namgung Cheon flicked his finger, the case’s latch clicked shut with a sound.
“The Dark Four leader’s name is Baek I-gyeom, from a rural merchant group background.”
“What’s the name of the merchant group?”
“I apologize. I didn’t commit it to memory.”
Even at Namgung Min’s apology, Namgung Cheon showed no particular reaction.
Not remembering also meant there was no need to remember.
“His martial arts are known as one-person transmission. The peculiarity is that his internal energy was quite deep when he joined the alliance. It seems he filled in the lacking parts through his Dark Four activities.”
“It seems he learned a fairly decent internal energy cultivation method at least.”
A sneer appeared at the corner of Namgung Cheon’s mouth.
One-person transmission.
It sounds quite impressive when you hear it.
There are countless legendary stories passed down about such things.
But what does that really mean?
If it were proper martial arts, would it really have ended with one-person transmission?
They would have established a sect and dreamed of great power.
Since that didn’t happen, it remains a legend.
Namgung Cheon unfolded his lotus position and slowly stood up.
“No need to worry about the Dark Four. What about Cheolhyeoldae?”
“The leader is Iron Guan-yin Jeong-seon, disciple of Amipa’s sect leader, the divine nun Hae-yeon.”
“Tsk.”
Namgung Cheon quietly clicked his tongue.
The weight of the Nine Sects and One Alliance was never light, even for Namgung Cheon.
“It won’t be easy to simply ignore them.”
“And my lord.”
The report wasn’t finished yet.
“Word from Cheonpung-gak says a special envoy has been appointed by the Martial Arts Alliance Leader’s authority.”
“Special envoy?”
“Yes.”
Namgung Cheon turned to look at Namgung Min.
“Don’t know who it is yet?”
“We’re investigating.”
“A special envoy… Could it be targeting our main residence?”
“Alliance Leader Yeon Un-jang’s intentions must be involved to some degree.”
“Tsk. Displeasing in many ways. Next time we’ll need to install someone more agreeable as alliance leader.”
Namgung Cheon had to admit that things were much more comfortable when Yang Gun-cheol was the alliance leader.
“Have both the Dark Four and Cheolhyeoldae entered Chengdu?”
“They’re scattered in small groups.”
“Find them all and bring them here. They’re guests who’ve come to visit our main residence, so it wouldn’t do to have them stay outside.”
“I’ll give the orders immediately.”
When Namgung Cheon waved his hand, Namgung Min bowed respectfully and left the main hall.
“Come and investigate all you want.”
The Namgung Family wasn’t one to waver from such things.
Namgung Cheon stood before a large mirror, straightened his clothes, and moved to attend to his duties.
At an inn on the outskirts of Chengdu.
“Over here.”
When Cheolhyeoldae leader Jeong-seon entered, Baek I-gyeom raised his hand.
“When did you arrive?”
Jeong-seon asked as she sat across from him.
“I just arrived as well.”
Baek I-gyeom called for the waitress.
“Two bowls of thin noodles. One without meat. And bring some bamboo leaf wine too.”
“Yes, I’ll bring them right away!”
The waitress who took the order headed to the kitchen.
“It’s quite quiet here.”
Jeong-seon looked around the empty inn with no customers.
“The food isn’t good.”
Baek I-gyeom quietly explained the reason for the lack of customers.
“…Amitabha.”
“I figured a place without eyes and ears would be better, so I chose this place. Just think of it as filling our stomachs adequately.”
“But is it okay for us to eat first among ourselves?”
Jeong-seon was thinking of Dang Yeong-ryeong who had come with them.
“She said she’d stop by Gaebang briefly and then come.”
“Ah, Gaebang.”
It seemed she had stopped by for preliminary investigation and cooperation before beginning the investigation in earnest.
Thud, thud.
‘Hm?’
‘Who?’
It was while they were drinking tea and planning their next moves before the food arrived.
At the overwhelming presence felt from just the footsteps, both Baek I-gyeom and Jeong-seon’s heads turned simultaneously.
“…”
“…”
Blue martial robes, white cloud patterns embroidered on the sleeves.
Baek I-gyeom and Jeong-seon’s expressions hardened.
The pattern carved on the man’s sleeves was the symbol representing the Namgung Family.
It was the moment they realized they had been wrong to think they had secretly entered Hefei avoiding the Namgung Family’s eyes.
‘Damn it.’
‘Amitabha.’
Baek I-gyeom bit his lips tightly, and Jeong-seon closed her eyes and swallowed a Buddhist invocation.
The one who walked confidently toward them as if he were a triumphant general was Namgung Min, leader of the Cheonggung Squad.
At Namgung Min’s arrogant attitude, Baek I-gyeom and Jeong-seon reluctantly rose from their seats.
“I am Namgung Min, leader of the Cheonggung Squad.”
Namgung Min cupped his fists and greeted them first.
“I’ve come to deliver our family head’s message.”
He didn’t even give Baek I-gyeom and Jeong-seon a chance to greet him.
“Our family head has invited the Dark Four and Cheolhyeoldae to our main residence. There’s no need to stay in such a shabby inn – you can head directly to the Namgung Family.”
Namgung Min’s words were completely one-sided. Moreover, it wasn’t phrased as a question asking for their opinion. This was purely a commanding tone as if addressing subordinates.
Baek I-gyeom was so dumbfounded he couldn’t speak, and Jeong-seon barely managed to open her mouth first.
“I’m sorry, but…”
However, even that was cut off by Namgung Min.
“Don’t worry about your subordinates. Our main residence disciples have already gone to kindly escort them as well.”
This meant that the Namgung Family had already identified the locations of all the members.
“Ahem!”
Baek I-gyeom cleared his throat and belatedly cupped his fists.
“Thank you for the invitation, but I must decline.”
“Is that so?”
Namgung Min looked at Jeong-seon as if asking what her thoughts were.
“The Cheolhyeoldae cannot accept the invitation either. Amitabha.”
Jeong-seon was also resolute.
“To refuse the family head’s invitation like this, truly befitting the Dark Affairs Unit Leader and Cheolhyeoldae Leader of the Martial Arts Alliance.”
Though it sounded like praise at first glance, it contained a rebuke asking how they dared refuse the Namgung Family’s request.
“I came prepared for such occasions.”
When Namgung Min signaled, sturdy servants suddenly entered the inn.
Some quickly pushed tables together, while others laid out the food they had brought on top.
Finally, obviously expensive wine bottles were placed on each table.
“What proper food could there be in a place like this?”
Namgung Min pointed to the prepared dishes with his hand and urged them.
“Please visit without delay. The Namgung Family will sincerely welcome you.”
Having finished speaking, Namgung Min turned around and strode out.
“Wow, they turned this place into a guest hall in an instant.”
Baek I-gyeom was so dumbfounded that his head throbbed.
“All of Hefei seems to be the Namgung Family’s manor. Amitabha.”
For a first greeting, it was quite a spectacular and shocking initiation.
With Namgung Min’s appearance, the innkeeper and waitress who had been hiding finally cautiously showed themselves.
“I’m sorry about this.”
When Baek I-gyeom apologized, the innkeeper waved his hand saying it wasn’t necessary.
“It’s fine. He left a large sum of money.”
“Already?”
‘How quick of him.’
Baek I-gyeom was glaring unpleasantly at the food piled high on the table.
“What’s all this?”
Just then, Dang Yeong-ryeong finished her business and joined them.
“You’ve arrived?”
Baek I-gyeom and Jeong-seon briefly explained what had just happened.
“Really?”
At that, Dang Yeong-ryeong chuckled.
“As expected, Namgung is still Namgung. Their declaration of war is quite bold.”
Dang Yeong-ryeong picked up chopsticks and began eating the food Namgung Min had brought.
“Mm, it’s delicious.”
She picked up another piece of meat and brought it to her mouth while looking at the two leaders.
“What are you doing? Aren’t you going to eat?”
“…Should we eat it?”
“What, worried it might be poisoned?”
Having hit the mark, Baek I-gyeom shut his mouth tight.
“I’m Cheon Su-dok-hwa. Trust me and eat.”
“That’s right, even if we’re poisoned, Special Agent Dang will detoxify us.”
Baek I-gyeom finally seemed relieved and quickly grabbed some food to eat.
In fact, both he and Jeong-seon were quite hungry.
“This monk will also trust only Special Agent Dang.”
“Yes, yes, junior colleagues. Please eat plenty.”
Since they were here anyway, eating the food prepared by the Namgung Family and gaining strength for the investigation wasn’t a bad choice.
“This spot looks good.”
The walls of the Namgung Family were, with only slight exaggeration, as high as castle walls. Eok I-geon brought me to the most secluded spot among them.
“Please take care of my outer robe, Young Master.”
On the way here, just in case, I had roughly thrown on a black robe over my maid outfit.
The fake Honcheon-gi was safely nestled in my bosom.
“Be careful. If it seems dangerous, immediately…”
“Shh!”
I blocked Eok I-geon’s mouth with my finger.
“I know very well that Young Master feels like a parent sending a child to the water’s edge when looking at me. Just trust me for now. There’s no other way anyway.”
No matter how high Eok I-geon’s martial arts level was, sneaking into the Namgung Family wouldn’t be easy.
If Namgung Cheon happened to sense something strange, it could become even more troublesome.
“Then I’ll be back.”
I took a deep breath and leaped toward the wall.
Whoosh!
Thud.
My heart was pounding like crazy, but the dopamine rush made me feel like I was truly the protagonist of a movie.
The genre was spy thriller!
Today was my debut stage!
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