The Hwangbo Clan’s Beloved Live-In Son-in-Law - Chapter 10

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Chapter 10

“What did you just say?”

Jang Sahyeon asked back in a low voice.

It was a voice that had sunk beyond anger.

Did Xie Baowei just say those words? That idiot Xie Baowei?

“Was about to say.”

“This bastard has truly gone mad wandering the outside world!”

When Xie Baowei answered playfully, a loud shout suddenly burst out from beside him.

It was the one who had been constantly flattering beside Jang Sahyeon.

What was his name again?

He couldn’t remember well.

So he asked.

“Who were you again? I remember Brother Jang, but you…”

“…This… This bastard!”

Wei Jingwu of the Taean Wei Family was left speechless.

Jang Sahyeon quietly watched the scene.

He understood Wei Jingwu’s feelings.

Was he angry?

No. He was dumbfounded.

“Truly, time has passed. A bastard who couldn’t even look me in the eye properly. How dare he.”

Jang Sahyeon asked with a genuinely bewildered face.

This wasn’t the scene he had expected at all.

It was truly something he had never imagined.

Looking him straight in the eye and speaking?

Smiling while mocking me,

Ignoring someone to their face?

That ‘Xie Baowei’?

“How dare you. What are you saying?”

This couldn’t be happening.

He had come to reminisce about the pleasant old days. So that bastard had to be exactly the Xie Baowei from back then.

He should have his eyes cast down and be crawling on the ground.

Just like back then.

When he stood trampling on that bastard, making himself stand out and highlighting the Huangbo Family’s mistake,

Just like that time.

Jang Sahyeon’s body reacted instinctively. His arm rose and his hand searched for something to throw.

“Jang Sahyeon. Don’t move. If you move any more, I’ll kill you.”

The response came not from Xie Baowei but from beside him.

As if the killing intent that had been emanating until just now was a joke,

Real killing intent that would only emerge in a life-or-death battle.

It was Yunlei, Huangbo Yeon-gung.

“Yunlei. Are you really going to draw your sword? For this idiot?”

“…I feel like cutting my own throat from back then. Cheongjam. So please stop.”

Even while emanating killing intent that truly sought to kill, for some reason Yeon-gung looked sad.

“What is this idiot Xie Baowei to you?”

“Cheongjam!”

“You’re the one who trampled! Humiliated! And tormented him to powder for supposedly damaging the Huangbo Family’s precious jade!”

“Stop!”

Thud.

The moment Jang Sahyeon’s hand fumbled at his waist, Huangbo Yeon-gung’s body stepped forward.

Room 3 of Chuimyeongheon shook greatly, and the supposedly sturdy nanmu wood floor cracked with a splitting sound.

Yunlei’s body swayed greatly once, then shot forward.

The first move of the Thunder Shock Sword Technique that had made him Yunlei transformed into a punch and rushed toward Jang Sahyeon.

The two men’s hands and feet became entangled.

If Yunlei’s right hand aimed for Cheongjam’s heart, Cheongjam’s right hand blocked it while his left hand secretly stabbed at Yunlei’s side.

Yunlei’s left hand skillfully dodged and grasped the end of it.

The martial power of two warriors in their prime became energy that surged around them.

“Shut. Your mouth. You son of a bitch.”

“Who do you think taught you that behavior?”

When Cheongjam sneered, Yunlei’s face hardened even more.

The two men’s hands and feet embroidered the air.

Clearly, Yunlei’s skill had been higher in the past.

Though everyone placed them on the same level as young late-stage masters, the difference was like heaven and earth.

Knowing this, Cheongjam had never once confronted Yunlei.

But now it was different.

While Yunlei was buried in the countryside, Cheongjam had spared no bone-cutting effort.

And so, this was now.

While Yunlei merely remained at Ohaengdaejoo, he had become the branch manager of Jinan, Shandong.

The more urgent Yunlei’s fists became, the quieter Cheongjam’s hands grew.

Crack.

“Ugh!”

Finally, Cheongjam’s hidden hand reached Yunlei’s body first.

Though it was a light strike, the shock of allowing a hit must have been devastating.

“Truly disappointing, Yeon-gung.”

Despite his words, Cheongjam, Jang Sahyeon, spoke with an expression that couldn’t hide his elation.

His spine bristled with thrill.

There had been times when he truly followed Yunlei. He had been so delighted to stand by his side that he sometimes resented his own origins.

But now.

Seeing that man, much taller than himself, standing while clutching his side, he felt more pleased than ever.

“So the time comes to meet at eye level in this way too.”

“You bastard. You still don’t know shame.”

“What exactly.”

That’s why you’ve become weak.

Jang Sahyeon’s lips curved into a crooked smile. He raised his fist again.

He felt like his long thirst would only be quenched after seeing him kneel.

“What exactly should I be ashamed of?”

Cheongjam secretly circulated his internal energy.

I’ll break something. So you can never look down on me again.

His steps moved forward without hesitation.

His words were no different.

“If there’s anything to be ashamed of, it should be you people who gave the family treasure to such an idiot!”

Isn’t that obvious?

There’s clearly such a thing as proper standing!

That’s why you end up hearing such things.

Jang Sahyeon shouted for all to hear.

“The karma of carelessly rolling around your one and only precious daughter…”

Before those words could even finish.

Bang!

Suddenly there was a sound as if the room was shaking.

Cheongjam’s words were cut short.

When everyone turned around in surprise,

Xie Baowei.

“Why. Are you burning inside? Afraid you’ll have to crawl and grovel again if not today?”

Just like I did back then?

With that, Xie Baowei stood up. The thick wooden floor beneath his feet was dented.

Xie Baowei’s shadow stretched long, reaching Jang Sahyeon.

It seemed as if the room had fallen into shade.

Deep eyes in a rough face looked back at Jang Sahyeon.

At first glance, his expression and voice seemed calm. But flames were burning in his eyes.

Jang Sahyeon looked back with glaring eyes.

With a nonchalant face, Xie Baowei threw and caught the flying ring he had secretly thrown earlier.

Ting. Clatter-roll thud. The sound pierced his ears.

Jang Sahyeon thought.

How?

And.

Was that bastard always so tall?

Come to think of it, he was.

Among the people of Shandong, those from the Hwangbo Family Estate were famous for their good build, and Xie Baowei had drawn as much attention as the Hwangbo Family.

-Does the Hwangbo Family even choose sons-in-law based on their physique?

-Well, the young lady has been seeing mountain-like brothers since birth, so what men of her standards would catch her eye? She’s quite tall herself.

-That’s true too.

He hadn’t known because he’d only ever seen him groveling.

It seemed like the first time he’d seen that bastard straighten his back in front of him.

So he was surprised, and that surprise was unpleasant.

“…You bastard?”

“No. Looking at Brother Jang’s expression, you’re trembling like you’re having your first romance. I wondered if this was your first time getting punched.”

Crack. A vein bulged on Jang Sahyeon’s forehead.

Even so, his eyes still followed the flying ring soaring and falling through the air.

It wasn’t something that could be caught so easily.

“This is not a place for children to interfere.”

“Says the one who suddenly interfered in the adults’ business.”

Xie Baowei mocked.

Yet his face without a trace of laughter was chilling.

Jang Sahyeon felt his heated body rapidly cooling at the coldness in those eyes.

What is this. Why am I feeling this way toward this ignorant fool.

Ting. And clatter-roll thud.

That damn flying ring soared through the air again.

He absolutely couldn’t stand it.

To him, Xie Baowei was still an existence that could only give him feelings of “how dare he.”

All his old memories were like that.

“How dare you.”

“How dare you. Do you not know who you have insulted.”

Xie Baowei growled.

Ting. Clatter-roll.

Thud!

The flying ring fell to the ground.

Using that sound as a signal, Jang Sahyeon kicked off like having a seizure.

Like a rising tide in thick sea fog, stealthy yet murky steps.

It was the Mongman Style of Pahosam Gate.

Jang Sahyeon’s hand moved quietly as he approached stealthily.

The deep breathing of the Blue Tide Swimming Technique he had mastered created a heavy strike even with light steps.

A move from the Wave Shadow Blade that would originally be thrust with a rough sword reached Xie Baowei’s dantian through Cheongjam’s fist.

Truly the Blue Dive Single Strike.

It was the move that made him Cheongjam.

Thwack.

“Apologize. I convey this with my last patience.”

When Jang Sahyeon quickly raised his head, Xie Baowei’s eyes were staring directly at him.

Rather than his attack being completely read, he got goosebumps from the indescribable things surging in the light that entered those eyes.

At that, he unconsciously circulated his internal energy and shook his hand.

“Hmm.”

Xie Baowei and Jang Sahyeon stepped back simultaneously. Jang Sahyeon half a step, Xie Baowei two steps.

Xie Baowei gritted his teeth.

It was because heat had spread, making him lose his composure.

“…Wandering in foreign lands, you seem to have learned a trick or two.”

Jang Sahyeon answered with a hardened face.

He too felt the back of his fist that Xie Baowei had caught burning and throbbing like a brand had been pressed on it.

For a moment, he felt like his hand had disappeared and kept clenching and unclenching his fist.

It was strange.

Xie Baowei shook his hand as if nothing happened and said.

“Apologize.”

“To whom. For what?”

“You know well it’s not to me, nor what it’s about.”

“I have no idea? Did I say something wrong. Yunlei?”

Jang Sahyeon looked at Huangbo Yeon-gung.

It was to resolve the deep displeasure he felt from Xie Baowei through Yunlei.

Fortunately, seeing him frown made him feel better.

While he had stopped, he himself had run endlessly. Now that gap would widen further.

Soon the anxiety that had been gnawing at his heart disappeared.

Next time they meet, he won’t even dare to look.

Jang Sahyeon folded and unfolded his hand again.

As he composed his mind, things he couldn’t see before became visible again.

Shabby clothes, countless wounds, shortened fingers, awkward legs, unbalanced posture, already bruised knuckles.

And eyes filled with flames.

Right. He pretended to be relaxed, but he’s just a brat consumed by anger.

He may have learned some tricks through various hardships,

But I’m matching myself against a worm who couldn’t even meet my eyes.

Thinking this way, all of this became pathetic.

“Hmph. What pathetic states you’re in.”

Jang Sahyeon smiled bitterly and stepped back another step.

“The Hwangbo Family Estate that captivated my youth no longer exists. Thanks to you.”

As if Xie Baowei had disappeared from his mind, he spoke to Huangbo Yeon-gung.

Then he turned his back without regret.

The people around widely cleared a path for him.

“Apologize.”

Nonsensical words.

Does he still not know that the powerless have no rights.

Jang Sahyeon shook his head without even turning around.

“A dog is barking.”

At the same time, one person shot forward. It was the figure who had just been ignored by Xie Baowei.

“Insolent. You bastard!”

Wei Jingwu was a martial artist from Dengzhou Banliang, originally called Blood Fist for his cruel and bloody techniques.

That should be enough education. Just like in the old days.

After all, doesn’t a dog butcher know best how to catch dogs?

Naturally, the sounds of thudding and groaning echoed one after another.

It was when Jang Sahyeon waited a moment before trying to move his foot.

“I apologize.”

In a clear voice, Xie Baowei spoke up.

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