The Heavenly Demon Cult’s Strongest Maid - Chapter 278

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Chapter 32

An emergency assembly order from Haomun was issued.

Major Haomun disciples began gathering one by one at the Luoyang Branch Leader’s residence.

“What’s going on?”

“How would I know? Mustache, did you hear anything?”

“I just woke up and came out too.”

“Damn! I finally hooked a sucker and was about to make some money, but what’s with this assembly? Ugh!”

Emergency assembly orders weren’t issued frequently.

However, if you were a Haomun disciple, it was mandatory to attend regardless of the reason.

“Is everyone here?”

Luoyang Branch Leader Jokjeobi began checking attendance.

“Everyone’s here.”

As he nodded and stepped back, Muk-mul dragged over a chair and climbed up on it.

“Everyone pay attention! There’s an important announcement, so listen carefully!”

At Muk-mul’s shout, the already noisy room became even louder.

“Why is he stepping forward again?”

“Anyone would think you’re the branch leader!”

“Boss! Did you decide to hand over your position to Muk-mul?”

“Ugh, I served customers all night and couldn’t get a wink of sleep. I’m tired, really!”

“So did you make some money at least?”

“Ah, please just be quiet!”

Muk-mul’s voice was drowned out by the commotion. No matter how much he raised his voice, no one was paying attention.

“These damn people!”

Eventually Muk-mul gave up speaking and climbed down from the chair.

Huffing and puffing as he went to a corner, he took out cotton to plug both ears and struck a gong with all his might.

Clang!

As the gong sound echoed through the narrow room, everyone covered their ears and glared at Muk-mul.

Despite the murderous looks that would intimidate anyone, Muk-mul climbed back up on the chair as if nothing had happened.

“You all know that Master’s nephew has come to Luoyang, right? This is a request from her.”

“A request from the young lady?”

“If that’s the case, you should have said so from the start!”

Given Seolha’s status, the disciples’ attitudes changed immediately.

Muk-mul cursed briefly under his breath and got to the point.

“From now on, we need to find someone. The sole survivor from Jinheung Trading Company, Gong Ya-chi. He was in a semi-conscious state at Beophwa Gate until yesterday, then disappeared without a trace.”

“Is he still in Luoyang?”

“Yes. The aliases he’s currently expected to be using are Samun-geon, Hwang O-dok, and Un Hak-bi. There’s a high probability he’s wearing a human skin mask, and he’s missing one joint of his left pinky finger. There’s a possibility he’s wearing a prosthetic, so you need to look carefully.”

While ordinary people might have difficulty distinguishing, the observational skills of Haomun disciples were at an extraordinary level beyond what common people could imagine.

“Samun-geon! Hwang O-dok! Un Hak-bi! Remember them!”

Muk-mul shouted Gong Ya-chi’s other aliases once more.

“And Uncle Wang Son!”

“Why me?”

At Muk-mul’s call, Gambling Hand Wang Son poked his head up.

“There’s information that he likes gambling.”

“Really? Got it. I’ll have to show off my old skills!”

Passing by Wang Son who was grinning and showing his yellow teeth, Muk-mul’s gaze turned to a woman who was nodding off.

“Jeom-sun Auntie!”

“Who’s an auntie! I told you to call me sister!”

The woman who had been dozing screamed angrily at being called auntie.

“He might look for women. When you go, tell the sisters to examine fingers carefully.”

Whether the woman was angry or not, Muk-mul only said what he needed to say.

“Now, here’s the most important part!”

Muk-mul clapped his hands several times loudly.

“Just find him! Absolutely do not touch him! No approaching! No approaching! Got it? No approaching!”

“There are no deaf people here, so say it once!”

“Ugh, so noisy.”

“You’re doing this because people don’t listen when you say it once!”

“What? That bastard!”

“Did you eat your manners mixed in soup?”

Curses toward Muk-mul poured out once again.

“You must find him within one hour. One hour! Remember this is a request from Master’s nephew!”

“That bastard, I’m going to beat him up someday.”

While cursing Muk-mul with their mouths, the Haomun disciples quickly left the room.

Everyone wanted to avoid the possibility of facing Master’s visit if they failed the task.

“Uncle Wang!”

After finishing the request at Haomun and returning to the inn, fortunately Uncle Wang was still waiting.

I ordered the Bongwang-dae members to stand by and sat down across from Uncle Wang again.

“Niece Seolha, you’ve been to Haomun?”

“Your intuition is sharp as always.”

“To find Gong Ya-chi?”

“Yes. For this kind of thing, Haomun is faster than Gaebang.”

Was I too honest?

Uncle Wang’s eyebrows twitched slightly.

Since he was someone with strong pride in Gaebang, it was understandable.

“I’m sorry if I offended you.”

“No! Of course I don’t feel good about it, but what Niece Seolha said is true. I have to accept what needs to be accepted.”

“Thank you for understanding. They said they’d find him within one hour, so we should hear back soon.”

“One hour? Wouldn’t it take longer than that?”

It would have if there were no clues.

If Gong Ya-chi just moved according to his usual patterns, he’d be like a mouse trapped in a jar.

“Who am I? I used Sect Leader Uncle’s name a bit.”

“Oh, for free without a commission fee?”

“That would have been nice, but it cost me quite a bit.”

Uncle Wang chuckled at my witty response.

“Then since we’re on the topic, shall we be honest for once?”

Suddenly, the smile completely disappeared from Uncle Wang’s face.

“I’m always honest.”

I said while placing my hand on my chest as if making a vow.

“No. The fact that Niece Seolha is here in Luoyang is strange enough. Mobilizing even Haomun out of curiosity to catch Gong Ya-chi? Hmm, you might fool ghosts, but you can’t fool me.”

Uncle Wang stared at me intently as if telling me to confess now.

I thought ‘gotcha’ and raised the corner of my mouth with a grin as I asked back.

“What about Uncle Wang then? Did you leave Gaebang or something?”

“Why would I leave Gaebang!”

“Then that means the White Robe Group has been activated. Right?”

At my deduction, Uncle Wang’s bottom shifted.

“Niece Seolha, you knew about the White Robe Group too?”

The White Robe Group was, simply put, a special organization of Gaebang.

It wasn’t permanent, but an organization temporarily created to solve special incidents when they arose.

The characteristic of the White Robe Group was that they erased traces of Gaebang and operated with a clean appearance.

“I’m quite well-informed when it comes to intelligence.”

“Oh my, this damn Hao Clan!”

I knew from the novel, but Uncle Wang seemed to think I had heard it from the Hao Clan.

Well, that wasn’t what mattered.

“Actually, I came to Luoyang because of Jinheung Trading Company.”

“Jinheung Trading Company?”

“Yes. I commissioned them to deliver a precious gift to Shaolin Temple, but Jinheung Trading Company collapsed. The item our sect entrusted to them disappeared, so I came here to find it.”

No matter how much I thought about it, this was the only justification I could give for needing to find Gong Ya-chi.

For something hastily made up, wasn’t it quite plausible?

Still, since my opponent was Uncle Wang, I was inwardly nervous.

“Oh no, what terrible timing! Niece Seolha has gotten into quite a troublesome situation.”

“Just troublesome? My future looks completely dark.”

Fortunately, Uncle Wang bought it well.

“I’m also in the dark right now.”

“Why is that, Uncle Wang?”

“Why do you think? Because there’s no progress in my work.”

“Uncle, you came out to investigate the Demonic Sect’s secret branch, right?”

“I can’t go into details.”

To Uncle Wang who was drawing a line, I casually threw out some bait.

“How about we cooperate for now?”

“Cooperate?”

“If we catch Gong Ya-chi, wouldn’t something come out of it?”

From Uncle Wang’s perspective, this would be an offer he couldn’t refuse.

How suspicious was it that the sole survivor of Jinheung Trading Company suddenly woke up from a coma and disappeared?

My other objective this time was to have Hyeolcheon-hoe mentioned from that bastard’s mouth, and for that information to be transmitted to the Martial Arts Alliance through Uncle Wang.

Because if the existence of Hyeolcheon-hoe became known throughout all of Gangho, it would become much easier to stop those bastards.

“Hmm, alright. Then since I’ll be receiving help this time, I’ll repay you next time. However.”

“I know. We should maintain our boundaries, right?”

“As expected, niece Seolha is clever. You’re truly worthy of being someone’s granddaughter.”

“Of course. I’m Grandmother’s one and only granddaughter. Hehe.”

It was the moment when the cooperation agreement with Uncle Wang was just being finalized.

“Miss.”

Muk-mul came into the inn alone.

“Did you come by yourself?”

“Am I some little kid?”

“Then are you an adult?”

“Who are you?”

Uncle Wang, seeing the little boy, interjected and asked.

“I’m Muk-mul. And who are you, mister?”

“Muk-mul? Ah, so you’re Muk-mul? I heard there was a lively young schemer in Luoyang, and here I meet you like this?”

“Uncle Wang, you know him?”

At Uncle Wang’s reaction, not only I but even the little brat became bewildered.

“Black Water Boy.”

Huh?

That’s a name that doesn’t sound unfamiliar?

“Black water, and boy meaning child. In our Gaebang, we call you that. You’re quite famous, you know.”

“…Me?”

At the mention of being famous, the corners of Muk-mul’s mouth twitched.

‘Black Water Boy, Black Water Boy.’

I’m sure I saw it in the original work, but I can’t quite recall it.

Did I doze off during that part?

“The kid is quite sharp.”

“No, he’s famous for being rude.”

“What? Pfft!”

I almost spat out the water I was drinking.

I couldn’t help but agree.

His rudeness was extraordinary.

“Mister, are you from Gaebang? But why are you dressed like this?”

When Muk-mul’s face turned red as he questioned him, Uncle Wang chuckled and shot back.

“If you’re Hao Clan’s little schemer, you should figure that out yourself, shouldn’t you?”

“Tch, fine!”

His determination to find out was quite resolute.

Seeing how he couldn’t hide his emotions well, the little boy was still just a little boy.

“But why did you come here?”

“I found him.”

Gong Ya-chi already?

At Muk-mul’s words, Uncle Wang and I exchanged glances and stood up from our seats.

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