The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 187
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Chapter 187
Ever since returning from Chaohu yesterday, Dang Yeong-ryeong had been unable to sleep at night.
The story she heard from Gong Pae-cheon was truly shocking.
The problem was that she couldn’t report it to the Martial Arts Alliance.
To make a report to the Alliance, she needed specific evidence including sources, witnesses, and proof, but she couldn’t reveal Gong Pae-cheon’s existence.
But burying it like this was also unacceptable.
After much deliberation, Dang Yeong-ryeong decided to seek out Ho Jeon Noe Yeom-baek.
To avoid any potential eyes and ears, the two settled in the inner chamber of the annex.
She deliberately sent away Seolha and all the others, leaving only the two of them.
“What’s the matter?”
Noe Yeom-baek asked, crossing his arms.
“I have something I’d like to ask, so I took the liberty of requesting your presence.”
“Ask away.”
“Is Makya in Sa Do-ryeon?”
Dang Yeong-ryeong wasn’t one to beat around the bush.
At her direct question, Noe Yeom-baek’s eyes narrowed for a moment.
But he was a seasoned veteran of countless battles.
“Why are you looking for Makya in Sa Do-ryeon? There were widespread rumors that it’s with the Moryong Family.”
“It doesn’t seem to be with the Moryong Family now, which is why I’m asking.”
Dang Yeong-ryeong fixed her gaze on Noe Yeom-baek’s face as if she wouldn’t miss even the slightest movement.
“The bloodbath at the Moryong Family – Sa Do-ryeon orchestrated it, didn’t they?”
“Are you trying to start another great war between the orthodox and unorthodox?”
“Are you saying that’s not the case?”
“Even if what you say is true, wouldn’t the Moryong Family inform the Alliance?”
Noe Yeom-baek feigned ignorance to the end.
Dang Yeong-ryeong paid no heed and continued with her questions.
“Did you cut off Mo Yong-hu’s arm like you did to Yang Ja-seong?”
“I didn’t know you had so many questions for me.”
Noe Yeom-baek’s tone was leisurely, but beneath it lay sharp wariness.
“Since we’re face to face, let me ask something too. Who are you people?”
He said ‘you people,’ not just ‘you.’
She had already expected that someone of the Ten Supremes wouldn’t be easily fooled.
“My question came first.”
Dang Yeong-ryeong confronted him with an unwavering voice.
Noe Yeom-baek thought for a moment, then smiled and suggested.
“How about we take turns answering each other’s questions?”
“What if someone lies?”
“Let’s stake our granddaughters on it. Seolha is definitely my granddaughter.”
“Fine.”
Dang Yeong-ryeong eventually nodded. Though she had to tell the truth, there were plenty of ways to cleverly evade.
“I’ll start.”
“Go ahead.”
“What did you do to Mo Yong-hu?”
“Cut off his right arm.”
“Did you do it yourself?”
“Talbaek Death King.”
It was the moment when Gong Pae-cheon’s prediction that at least two of the Five Heads had moved proved correct.
“Oh my, I answered two questions.”
Despite his words, Noe Yeom-baek didn’t seem to mind much.
“Now it’s my turn. Are you really my granddaughter’s adoptive grandmother?”
“Yes. To add, I haven’t had my original face back for very long.”
“You used face-changing techniques.”
“Did you receive orders from the Shin Chang-yang Family to attack the Moryong Family?”
Dang Yeong-ryeong quickly moved to the next question.
“It was Yang Gun-cheol’s request. What is your true identity?”
“I’m a noodle shop owner.”
“A noodle shop?”
Noe Yeom-baek thought it was absurd, but it was indeed the truth.
“Is the reason Sa Do-ryeon got involved because of Makya?”
“That was the payment for the request.”
‘So that’s how it was.’
Under the table, Dang Yeong-ryeong clenched her fist.
“Who are those protecting my granddaughter’s surroundings?”
“They’re martial artists belonging to Hyeon-wol-dang.”
Noe Yeom-baek tilted his head.
“Hyeon-wol-dang?”
It was an organization he was hearing about for the first time in his life.
If Dang Yeong-ryeong had mentioned the Cheonma Sect, he would have been surprised but not as bewildered as he was now.
“Who are the ones involved in this affair?”
“The Five Heads.”
It meant not just two, but all of Sa Do-ryeon had moved.
In other words, it meant Sa Do-ryeon had staked everything on this.
“Where did my granddaughter grow up?”
“…Near Cheonsan.”
“Cheonsan?”
Though Dang Yeong-ryeong evaded, judging by how Noe Yeom-baek’s eyes widened, he seemed to have some idea.
To martial artists, the Cheonma Sect and Cheonsan were practically synonymous.
It was her mistake for not anticipating this question.
“Is the Namgung Family the next target?”
Nod.
Noe Yeom-baek simply nodded without saying anything.
“I’m curious about who my granddaughter’s master is.”
“May I ask one thing before answering?”
“By all means.”
“Do you truly think of Seolha as your granddaughter? She’s more precious to me than my own life. I want to know if Senior Ho Jeon feels the same way.”
Avoiding the eyes of Noe Yeom-baek, one of the Ten Supremes, had reached its limit.
Deceiving him was even more difficult.
If it was going to be revealed anyway, she wanted to hear his true feelings in words.
“She’s the child I’ve searched for my entire life. I promise there will never be anything that harms Seolha.”
Noe Yeom-baek’s answer was firm.
“Then I’ll trust you and tell you.”
Dang Yeong-ryeong paused for a moment before speaking.
“…It’s the Demon Lord.”
While conversing with Dang Yeong-ryeong, he had predicted that Seolha might be a demon.
But he never imagined she would be the disciple of the Demon Lord, one of the Ten Supremes like himself.
“Cheonma’s disciple is my granddaughter… It’s so absurd I could laugh.”
However, there was actually no trace of laughter on Ho Jeon’s lips.
Sichuan Dang Family, pavilion in the backyard.
Dang Cheol-woo and Tak Joong-hak were sitting across from each other playing Go.
Clatter. Clatter.
Black stones clinked together in Dark King Dang Cheol-woo’s hand as he made sounds. Then he picked up one stone and placed it on the Go board.
“Aren’t you leaving?”
“I should go.”
“You’ve been saying that for months now.”
“I think I’ve already paid enough for my meals.”
Tak Joong-hak replied indifferently while picking up a white stone and making his move.
At that moment, Dang Cheol-woo’s eyes flashed.
“Atari!”
He slammed down a black stone on the Go board like lightning.
“Uhahahaha!”
Dang Cheol-woo burst into hearty laughter as if greatly satisfied, pointing at the Go board.
“How could you not see that? I won this round!”
“Hey! What’s the point of cheating?”
“Cheating?”
He had clearly won, so Dang Cheol-woo’s eyes narrowed ominously at Tak Joong-hak’s unreasonable complaint.
“Don’t you see this?”
“What are you talking about?”
“I haven’t taken my hand off the stone yet.”
Tak Joong-hak raised his left hand and pointed to his right hand that was still pressing down on the white stone. Then he flicked away the Go stone that Dang Cheol-woo had placed with his finger.
“Oh my, atari? That was close.”
Tak Joong-hak shamelessly slid the white stone he had been pressing to the side.
“Grrrr!”
Dang Cheol-woo’s body trembled with rage at the sight.
“What a despicable person!”
“Despicable? Watch your words!”
“Watch my words when you play Go like this? Damn it!”
“What? Damn it? How shameless! You made the mistake, so why are you getting angry?”
“What? You? Youuuu?”
“Yes. I said you!”
“I can’t stand this anymore.”
“Who are you to talk!”
Finally, the two launched palm strikes at each other from their seated positions.
Bang bang bang!
Crash!
Tremendous energy flew back and forth over the Go board.
“They’re at it again today.”
Dang Jong-ryeong, who happened to visit the pavilion, shook his head as if he couldn’t stop them and shouted to the two old men.
“Please stop. A message bird came from Seolha.”
The swirling energies disappeared as if by magic.
“From our granddaughter?”
“From our granddaughter?”
The two cried out in unison and hurriedly came down from the pavilion.
“Here it is…”
Before Dang Jong-ryeong could even hand over the note, Dang Cheol-woo snatched it like a hawk eyeing prey and immediately unfolded the note.
Grandpa Tak…
As soon as he saw the character “Tak” at the beginning, Tak Joong-hak snatched the note from Dang Cheol-woo’s hand.
“It came to me. Hehehe.”
He let out satisfied laughter as he read through the contents.
Though he looked displeased, Dang Cheol-woo also leaned in close and read along.
“What?”
“Granddaughter?”
After finishing reading the note, both men simultaneously snorted heavily.
“This crazy old fool calling someone granddaughter!”
“Does he think he’s everything just because he’s Ho Jeon?”
Tak Joong-hak and Dang Cheol-woo waved the note while exploding in anger.
“How dare a mere bandit covet my granddaughter?”
“Making moves on my precious granddaughter!”
“What is Hyeon-wol-dang doing! They can’t even properly stop someone like this!”
Hyeon-wol-dang was an intelligence organization, not a military force.
Moreover, the opponent was one of the Ten Masters.
Though Tak Joong-hak was usually more rational than anyone, when it came to matters involving his only granddaughter Seolha, emotions inevitably took precedence.
“Anyway, he was asking if her biological father has a mole… Do you know anything?”
“This is the first I’ve heard of it.”
“But if that bandit insists she’s his granddaughter…”
“That won’t happen!”
“Of course not!”
“That absolutely cannot happen!”
The relationship that had been launching palm strikes at each other just moments ago became a perfect alliance, speaking with one voice.
“I need to go there myself and resolve this!”
“I’m going too! I can’t stay here feeling anxious!”
After cursing about the bandit for a while, the two finally made their decision.
“Let’s go!”
“Right now!”
Tak Joong-hak and Dang Cheol-woo simultaneously kicked off the ground and leaped into midair.
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