The Hwangbo Clan’s Beloved Live-In Son-in-Law - Chapter 27

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Chapter 27

The battlefield was already being cleaned up.

Those who hadn’t died were strung together like dried fish.

Leading them was a very handsome young man.

Viper Dragon Dang Cheongi tucked his whip, stained with the blood of bandits, at his waist as he directed people here and there.

“Hahee! Come over here and rest a bit!”

The person who was actually busy was someone else, but the one being called was Hahee, who stood there blankly.

A young lady with a clear, youthful voice shouted brightly despite having blood on her face.

It was Peng Sohui of the Peng Family.

“Miss Peng! Are you injured anywhere?”

“Hmph. Brother Hwangbo didn’t even notice me during the actual fight, and now you’re pretending to worry?”

“Oh my, Miss Peng’s martial arts skills are known to all the young masters of the four seas.”

“Huh? Then you’re saying our Hahee is completely unreliable?”

“No, no. How could that possibly mean such a thing?”

Hwangbo Yeonghil waved his hands dismissively.

Hwangbo Yeonghil and Peng Sohui, being of similar age, got along quite well.

The two continued their usual banter back and forth.

Though it didn’t suit the grim surrounding scenery, they couldn’t stay gloomy forever.

Besides, the long subjugation campaign was finally coming to an end.

“It’s finally over.”

When Dang Cheongi, who had roughly sorted out the situation, also arrived, the Sichuan dispatch team of Jayuneong, the Wulin Alliance’s military force, was finally all gathered.

The warriors below had received support from general warriors of the Sichuan branch and warriors from the Shu-Chuan Xiapeng.

“Ahh. I can finally wash up… I’m not taking any missions for a while once I go back down!”

Peng Sohui shook her head.

Her thoroughly fed-up expression was evident.

It had been a mission to subjugate several mountain strongholds holed up in the mountains.

Who would have wanted to come to a place like this?

“That’s why I keep telling you to move around more normally. Miss Peng is too lazy.”

“Oh my! Young Master Dang! Such words are rude!”

Peng Sohui huffed and crossed her arms.

But well, perhaps because it wasn’t entirely wrong, she glanced around once and then just laughed it off.

Dang Cheongi chuckled and shook his head with a sigh.

“…I don’t even get to rest. Cut me some slack.”

“Well… that’s because Young Master Dang’s hometown is Sichuan, right?”

“This place is closer to Guizhou… Do you know how far it is to Dangjia?”

“…That’s true.”

Moreover, just because one’s hometown was nearby didn’t mean one could rest freely.

Due to the blood history of Guizhou, the number of criminals crossing the mountain ranges into Sichuan had greatly increased.

Though the Wulin Alliance had many roles, eliminating enemies who crossed borders had always been their job.

Furthermore, groups like these bandits and horse thieves weren’t easy for any single force to subjugate.

Besides, there had been more than one or two suspicious things about this series of incidents.

A prime example was that the ones who had cunningly toyed with the Wulin Alliance members and fled like foxes turned out to be idiots like poisonous beasts when caught.

Therefore, the Wulin Alliance’s decision to station Dang Cheongi, who was from the region and quite intelligent, in the vicinity was natural in a way.

“What about Hahee? You’re going back, right? Shandong has been quite noisy?”

Peng Sohui suddenly seemed to remember and naturally asked Hahee.

“Me? To Shandong? Why.”

“Well… Then, you’re not planning to rest again?”

“That’s right.”

Hahee said firmly.

Peng Sohui asked in confusion.

“…No, but then when do you rest? Everyone’s cursing the Alliance, you know? Saying they’re holding Bifeng’s weakness and working you like a slave?”

“…It doesn’t matter.”

It doesn’t matter.

Hahee spoke as if it were truly so.

At that, Peng Sohui looked around at Hwangbo Yeonghil and Dang Cheongi.

Please help.

Hahee spoke first.

“I’m thinking of staying here.”

“…Eh? Why?”

“As Young Master Dang said, there’s more than enough work to do. There’s also much to investigate.”

“…That may be true, but it doesn’t have to be you who steps forward.”

“Stop.”

Hahee cut off sharply.

She seemed unwilling to allow any further questions.

Peng Sohui pressed her lips tightly shut. No, wasn’t it that everyone who should know already knew that Hahee was Huangbo Lüli?

Wasn’t she a person and family that couldn’t be unknown from the start?

Yet Hahee always rejected the name of the Hwangbo Family.

But now, shouldn’t now be different?

Peng Sohui poked Hwangbo Yeonghil’s side repeatedly.

‘Didn’t you tell her?’

‘…Of course I did.’

‘Then why isn’t she going?’

‘I don’t know. How would I…’

How could I possibly understand the heart of my young fifth cousin aunt?

Hwangbo Yeonghil said dejectedly.

Though she was an aunt he had followed like a sister, he couldn’t understand her heart then or now.

Regardless, Hahee left the others behind and started walking first.

Hwangbo Yeonghil hurriedly followed.

“Let’s go together!”

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.

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“Why.”

The mountain path was rough, but the two, trained through long cultivation, skillfully climbed the mountain.

Moreover, hadn’t they been living in the mountains for several months?

“Father said this time, you must come back… At least send word.”

Hahee walked for a long time.

Hwangbo Yeonghil followed like a shadow.

Usually he would have chattered away, but he was remarkably quiet.

Hahee let out a long sigh.

“I have no business with the Hwangbo Family.”

“…The Household Head misses you too.”

She had left saying she would cut ties! But how could blood relations be called blood relations for nothing?

Wherever she went, what stood before her was the name of the Hwangbo Family.

Hahee disliked this, but she wasn’t completely immature either.

Her growing up healthy like this, growing up without want, the martial arts she used, her conduct and thoughts – all of it came from the family.

Right now, wasn’t Hwangbo Yeonghil, the family’s heir, staying by her side?

She hadn’t forgotten that debt.

It’s just.

“I don’t want to see them yet.”

The resentment is only greater.

Hahee’s eyes filled with sorrow.

Hwangbo Yeonghil said.

“However, sister. No. Aunt.”

This young aunt truly cherished him.

Having received so much love from everyone in the household that it overflowed, she was an aunt who knew how to properly share that overflowing love with her young nephews.

Though she did have her tomboyish and thunderous aspects.

Hwangbo Yeonghil was truly saddened to see such an aunt in sorrow.

“Even that person?”

At Hwangbo Yeonghil’s words, Hahee hesitated for a long time.

What was contained in her heart was truly unknowable.

But it was certain that whatever tormented and troubled Hahee’s heart was painful enough to be called chaotic stabbing .

And so those words that made her so sad ultimately did not come out.

“I’m afraid.”

Only one word barely squeezed out.

Hahee was startled by the words that came from her own mouth and didn’t know what to do, then suddenly stood up.

And she went down without looking back.

Hwangbo Yeonghil sighed and followed like a shadow again.

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In Henan Province, there is a city called Dadu .

It is Luoyang , which was the capital of 13 dynasties in the past.

In that place, which could truly be called the center of the Central Plains.

There is the Wulin Alliance .

This organization was created by the combined forces of three massive groups: Jiangnan Yilian , Shu-Chuan Xiapeng , and Guanzhong Yilin .

Originally named the Grand Alliance of Righteous Chivalry and Martial Arts of the Four Seas ,

now no one remembers that long name, and it is simply called the Wulin Alliance.

Why was it created?

Due to the tyrannical rule of emperors spanning the current, previous, and even the generation before that, the country fell into extreme chaos, and bandits swarmed across the nine provinces.

It was to protect the suffering people and guard everyone under the banner of righteousness and chivalry.

That’s what they say, but in reality, it’s like any other organization.

Instead of fighting each other like this, how about you scratch my itch and I scratch yours?

That was probably the extent of the reasoning.

Whatever the beginning, it has now become the dream of those who wish to enter the martial world, the enemy of the Black Dao, and an arena for power struggles among major sects.

It is truly the representative organization of the martial world in name and reality.

Therefore, all martial organizations sought to register with the Wulin Alliance, even paying enormous membership and maintenance fees.

Why?

First, they could proudly proclaim themselves as righteous White Dao sects while establishing roots confidently in their regions.

It served as a shield against opposition from existing sects, and mediated conflicts between sects that arose from this.

Also, it would help when member sects faced attacks from enemies they couldn’t handle.

It would lend a hand when great evils appeared in regions that couldn’t be handled locally, and would also prevent the tyranny of large sects.

So then.

“The bloodbath at Taean Gate is our fault?”

Hwangbo Yeonhwi’s lips twisted.

This was a meeting where he was receiving guests on behalf of the elderly Household Head.

“Is this the official conclusion of the Wulin Alliance?”

“Of course not.”

Sitting across from him was a young woman.

She was characterized by large eyes and the light that filled them completely.

Known as Hyeseo , this was none other than Jegal Seolhye, called the treasure of the Jegal Family.

“It’s just that extremely reasonable doubts have arisen.”

Jegal Seolhye silently lifted her teacup.

Indeed, befitting someone called Paegeum Hwang Ilbo .

A natural dignity flowed from Hwangbo Yeonhwi, called Ilcheon Gakju, the hands and feet of the Hwangbo Household Head.

Jegal Seolhye, sitting before him, covered her face with the teacup and quietly inhaled the fragrance.

The deep aroma of very fine Iljichun helped calm her mind.

“On the day Xie Baowei returned, he encountered Cheongnaeui and Yunlei brought Xie Baowei here. Soon after, warriors from Gwieossal and Taean Gate came looking for the Hwangbo Family.”

And the next dawn, they were all dead.

Thud.

Jegal Seolhye, who had set down her empty cup, personally lifted the teapot to fill her cup.

Trickle.

Only the sound of pouring tea echoed in the room.

“Taishan Alliance was destroyed, Xie Baowei killed Cheongjam and defeated Gok Elder.”

“Of the seven who died that day, at least four were first-rate warriors. Gwieossal was rated above Cheongjam’s level.”

“That’s certainly true.”

Hwangbo Yeonhwi’s voice was calm.

His thoughts could not be easily guessed.

In some ways, he seemed to be listening seriously, and in others, he seemed to think it was nonsense.

This was how he always was.

Jegal Seolhye lifted her tea again to hide a bitter smile.

“The Alliance’s umbrella is truly large and wide, so much so that those who don’t use it get stabbed by its edges.”

The Hwangbo Family had not joined the Wulin Alliance.

No, they had joined and then withdrawn.

This happened after Xie Baowei left.

“We are simply doing our job.”

“Is that really so?”

Jegal Seolhye picked up her cup again.

The tea was empty, but this time a servant poured tea first.

Jegal Seolhye gave a light nod of acknowledgment and lifted her cup.

“The Alliance’s activities are always like this. Don’t you know?”

“What do you want?”

“Now, please come back.”

Taean Gate had disputes with most sects in Shandong.

While the root was in their doctrine, their excessive expansion had offended many sects.

But the Hwangbo Family was the only one that Jegal Seolhye and the investigation team visited.

Whatever the results of the investigation, how people would perceive it was obvious.

“I merely follow the Household Head’s orders.”

“The Household Head is elderly.”

“Hyeseo.”

Hwangbo Yeonhwi warned in a low, stern voice.

Jegal Seolhye bowed her head slightly.

“That was a slip of the tongue. Please forgive me.”

“Please return.”

“Then.”

“I won’t go far.”

Jegal Seolhye stood up without regret.

And then she spoke while standing.

“May I meet with Xie Baowei?”

“Impossible.”

“As a younger sister who cares for Sister Yulhee?”

“…I’ll ask Xie Shu.”

Somehow, it seemed like Hwangbo Yeonhwi’s composure had cracked at the end, so Jegal Seolhye stepped back with a subtle expression.

The warriors who had come with her followed silently.

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