The Hwangbo Clan’s Beloved Live-In Son-in-Law - Chapter 41

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Chapter 41

 

Only Qitian’s face was visible on the hill.

 

Though the other Yukgwi and Geomhoe’s subordinates weren’t visible, they were certainly nearby.

 

The scent of gunpowder wafted faintly upward.

 

No matter how crazy Gwanghwa was, he couldn’t use gunpowder like water.

 

Looking at the obstacles blocking the path here and there, the main attack would be fire assault.

 

We’ll be roasted.

 

“Don’t lift your head.”

 

Xie Baowei spoke without looking back.

 

He felt Yingying’s forehead touch his shoulder.

 

Like the breath of a fragile beast, her thin breathing sobbed quietly.

 

He put the hood back on her that had come off during their hurried descent.

 

“I came from Shandong.”

 

Damn it.

 

How could the world be so harsh for taking one child along?

 

Why so much interest in something just a little different?

 

“I doubt that.”

 

“Do you also have the ability to know where someone’s from just by looking at their hair?”

 

When Xie Baowei deliberately spoke sarcastically, an immediate answer came back.

 

“Deep double eyelids, light pupils, bright hair, sharp and straight nose resemble the Red Foreigners, while dark skin, clear lips, and slender face are characteristics of southern people. Looking at how long her limbs are, she’ll become quite a beauty. She inherited only the good traits from her parents.”

 

Envious. Qitian smiled broadly.

 

“I didn’t know you had such interest in young girls. You’re an uglier man than I thought.”

 

“Haha. If that were the case, there are plenty of children in the marketplace. However, I truly cannot deny this. I certainly have tremendous interest in that child.”

 

Damn bastard.

 

Qitian openly revealed his greed.

 

Xie Baowei clenched his teeth.

 

“Filthy and vile! How can you reveal such despicable desires under broad daylight?”

 

Namgung Seol frowned and shouted sternly.

 

At that reaction, Qitian laughed as if he had made some amusing joke, giggling this time.

 

“Whatever you think doesn’t matter to me. Hand over the child.”

 

“Get lost!”

 

“I’m not asking you.”

 

Qitian looked straight at Xie Baowei.

 

Xie Baowei shook his head.

 

“This child has nothing to do with what you’re thinking.”

 

Xie Baowei shouted.

 

Qitian tilted his head as if amused.

 

“What am I thinking?”

 

“Whatever it is. It has nothing to do with it.”

 

Xie Baowei spoke firmly.

 

Qitian stared at him intently.

 

“The runaway son-in-law of the Huangbo Family has returned remarkably changed. Were you in the military?”

 

“That’s also none of your business.”

 

Then he shut his mouth tight as if there was no value in further conversation.

 

Qitian looked at him and tilted his head.

 

“By any chance, have you been to Guizhou with Socheon?”

 

Xie Baowei didn’t answer. He just gripped his spear tightly.

 

Qitian laughed as if amused. This time it wasn’t real laughter either.

 

But it was a little different. How should I put it, persistent, thick, sticky.

 

The kind that contained not even a bit of goodwill.

 

That kind of laughter.

 

“Throughout the Central Plains, it’s truly difficult to see a hapa child of that age. You know?”

 

Still with a smiling face, he spat out as if chewing.

 

“The bloodline has dried up. The bloodline.”

 

It was once pocket money for ronin, wasn’t it? I hear there are still those who seek them?

 

“The upper regions might not know well. But people from the lower regions know well. Very well.”

 

No one answered.

 

As if spitting out dark, damp, and dirty words, Qitian’s face filled with disgust and regret,

 

then disappeared like a lie.

 

Qitian smiled broadly again.

 

His eyes turned toward the group.

 

“How about it. Bind him and hand over the child. Surely the talents of the Namgung Family can’t perish in these mountains without leaving their names.”

 

Namgung Bin firmly shook his head.

 

“Righteousness for a thousand autumns. The name of Namgung weeps.”

 

“What value is there in a name preserved by sacrificing one child?”

 

Namgung Seol continued the words.

 

Wei Zibai was the same.

 

“I am Wei Zibai from Wei Nam in Shanxi, and I came to collect the price for my younger brother’s life. Gwanghwa, come out.”

 

Finally, it was Huashen.

 

He dismounted from Chun-gil and spoke.

 

“Um. I’m just Huashen. I’m from Chongqing and came along as a guide.”

 

At his rather weak words, the group’s eyes gathered.

 

Huashen smiled broadly.

 

“Originally, is there anything more brilliant than righteousness without reason?”

 

And he hid his hands inside his wide sleeves.

 

Qitian nodded as if he expected as much.

 

“Righteousness. No matter how much I hear it, I can’t understand it.”

 

“Like water and oil don’t mix, good cannot understand evil, and evil cannot understand good.”

 

Namgung Bin answered for him.

 

Then Qitian opened his mouth.

 

“If Namgung calls itself good, those who would rise from underground would cover the entire Central Plains. Child. What is good and what is evil? Are you good and am I evil? Wrong. Strong is good and weak is evil. That is something only the strong can decide.”

 

Then he let out a deep sigh.

 

“It seems we can’t use the arrangement of four attacks. Senior Yan and Master Gonggak will have to step forward.”

 

As soon as those words ended, Tougui Yanghui jumped out as if he had been waiting.

 

His injured arm was tightly wrapped with bandages and bound to his body, but he didn’t look uncomfortable.

 

Even carrying the great sword on his shoulder with just one hand looked natural.

 

“You must rescue the future pillar from those villains.”

 

Qitian said with a smile.

 

Tougui shook his head and leaped down from the cliff edge.

 

Kicking off the wall several times, he was down in an instant.

 

With a thud, he stood up and grinned, showing his teeth as if nothing mattered.

 

His eyes scanning Xie Baowei and Namgung Bin were full of fighting spirit.

 

Behind him, Shihuo and the warriors of Geomhoe followed one after another, leaping down.

 

The Geomhoe warriors numbered just under ten, not many.

 

However, their agile bodies showed they were warriors of no ordinary level.

 

It was natural.

 

All those of low level had died.

 

It was the fate of public enemies designated by the Wulin Alliance.

 

“I’ll take Tougui.”

 

Namgung Bin stepped forward toward Tougui.

 

Everyone nodded their heads.

 

Nam Gilin, Blue Sword.

 

Was there anyone here who could match such a figure? Moreover, Tougui was injured, and it was he who had inflicted those wounds.

 

He was precisely the person who could not just handle but defeat them.

 

“I’ll take Shihui.”

 

Namgung Seol stepped forward, gritting her teeth.

 

Bai Yijian.

 

Hundred Day Blade, Thousand Day Spear, Ten Thousand Day Sword.

 

Her sword earned such an alias because even a hundred days of training with it was said to be like ten thousand days.

 

No matter how much Shihui boasted overwhelming power and internal energy as a monster, she could dare to handle him.

 

Wei Zibai, Huashen, and Xie Baowei looked at each other.

 

Nod.

 

“Let’s do that.”

 

There were no objections.

 

The remaining members of Geomhoe were also sufficiently fearsome martial artists.

 

Wei Zibai stepped forward while Xie Baowei pulled back slightly and thrust his spear.

 

Beside them, Huashen adjusted the hidden weapons in his sleeves.

 

Seeing this, Tougui frowned and extended his blade.

 

“You, come out.”

 

The tip of his blade pointed toward Xie Baowei.

 

Xie Baowei averted his eyes and looked at Namgung Bin.

 

Was there any need to take such a risk?

 

When he gestured toward Tougui with his chin, Namgung Bin looked intently at Xie Baowei.

 

He could clearly see him shaking his head slightly.

 

The one who reacted strongly was Tougui.

 

“Let’s have some real fun.”

 

Regardless of Xie Baowei’s reaction, the man who muttered his piece drove his foot deep into the ground with a crack, breaking the floor.

 

His fully tensed thigh stretched as if it would snap in an instant.

 

In a flash, Tougui’s form swept widely in front of Namgung Bin.

 

Clang!

 

Namgung Bin couldn’t dare receive that blade directly and deflected it.

 

It was instantaneous. Tougui’s body swayed, then he swung his blade widely and leaped to the side.

 

In an instant, the group’s formation crumbled.

 

“Bastard!”

 

Namgung Bin, Namgung Seol, and Wei Zibai gritted their teeth and charged, while hidden weapons poured continuously from Huashen’s hands.

 

Clang clang clang!

 

But none of them hit properly.

 

Instead, they only added more cracks to the solid formation.

 

Following that, with a thud and tremors that seemed to shake the earth, the bald giant’s massive form charged forward.

 

It was Shihui.

 

“Amitabha.”

 

Bang!

 

When Shihui’s descending zen staff clashed with Namgung Bin’s blocking sword, it sounded like an explosion.

 

With a series of tapping sounds, Namgung Bin’s body retreated five steps.

 

“Brother!”

 

Namgung Seol’s sword flew like wind toward Shihui.

 

“I’m fine.”

 

Namgung Bin said, barely swallowing down something that surged up within him.

 

Indeed, it was tremendous internal energy and strength.

 

From just one clash, his grip felt like it would tear and his arm throbbed.

 

It was because he had lost his breathing rhythm in that instant.

 

Clatter clang!

 

Namgung Seol’s sword continuously aimed for Shihui’s neck. Shihui retreated without pause.

 

This wasn’t good.

 

While deflecting the blades of Geomhoe martial artists penetrating through gaps, Namgung Bin leaped out.

 

“Aseol!”

 

Again, bang!

 

Taking advantage of the moment when Namgung Seol’s movements became large, Shihui’s zen staff thrust deeply toward her side with tremendous force.

 

Namgung Bin barely deflected it and stood in front of Namgung Seol.

 

“Step back.”

 

“Brother!”

 

“Handle the cleanup first.”

 

Namgung Seol bit her lip. But already, Wei Zibai and Huashen’s hands were becoming chaotic.

 

Before she could assess the situation, while deflecting the rain of incoming blades, Namgung Seol turned her back.

 

Namgung Bin brushed off his shoulders.

 

When he spat with a “ptui,” something red came out.

 

Frowning slightly, he spoke to Shihui.

 

“Let’s go again.”

 

A fighting spirit gleamed in the man’s eyes, which had shown little change.

 

Called Blue Sword for resembling the blue sky, the martial arts he had honed and polished to eventually become the Heavenly Sword.

 

Spirit of a thousand autumns, boundless azure sky.

 

The descendant of the great Nangong burned with fighting spirit.

 

.

 

.

 

.

 

Clang!

 

“You have a tiresome personality.”

 

Xie Baowei extended his spear-sword long.

 

Tougui’s great blade lost its trajectory before it could even fully extend.

 

“This is definitely boring.”

 

Tougui said while aiming for Xie Baowei’s openings.

 

Even so, he continued advancing, and the blade he wielded with one arm was so powerful that the spear shaft hummed.

 

“How have you lived this long believing everything people say?”

 

Still, the difference in distance was certainly significant.

 

While Xie Baowei moved constantly without showing his back to the Geomhoe martial artists,

 

he used his long spear to keep Tougui in check while simultaneously helping Wei Zibai and Huashen.

 

“Damn it!”

 

Tougui exploded in frustration as if his anger was rising.

 

“When did you charge like a madman, and now your life is precious?”

 

“If you told an archer to settle things with close combat, would he readily agree?”

 

Xie Baowei sneered.

 

“That’s exactly right. Then I’ll have to break that bow first!”

 

The extending strong strike suddenly bent and struck the spear shaft directly.

 

The moment the spear bounced away as if it would break, Tougui’s body shot forward again.

 

“Got you!”

 

“Not yet!”

 

Tougui’s blade extended toward Xie Baowei’s neck.

 

Xie Baowei twisted his waist with the bounced spear and gripped it close.

 

Clatter clang!

 

In an instant, consecutive strikes using both the spear tip and shaft hit Tougui’s blade and body.

 

Tougui also wasn’t staying still.

 

Close-range combat was actually Tougui’s domain.

 

“Good!”

 

As if he was finally getting excited, cheers naturally flowed from Tougui’s mouth.

 

This wasn’t what Xie Baowei had hoped for.

 

He gritted his teeth.

 

“Hold on tight.”

 

His body swayed as if about to fall forward, then retreated largely backward.

 

“Mmph.”

 

A faint groan flowed from behind his back.

 

Tougui, who had flinched once at the rough steps of Cheonhutaebo, the basic footwork of the Hwangbo Family, bared his teeth and clung close.

 

“Where to!”

 

His blade, which had only been bold, now curved like a snake and aimed for Xie Baowei’s neck.

 

Clang!

 

Xie Baowei gripped his spear firmly and struck it away powerfully.

 

Tougui seemed startled by the force contained in the spear and caught his bouncing blade as he brought it down.

 

“Heh. As expected, an interesting fellow.”

 

At a distance where they could hear each other’s breathing, it was still within Tougui’s domain.

 

Xie Baowei, who had pulled the spear shaft far back and gripped the spear short like holding a great sword, frowned deeply.

 

“How about leaving the boy the fuck alone.”

 

Glancing down slightly, he saw the sleeve of the boy who was gripping his neck tightly had been lightly cut and was fluttering.

 

Damn it.

 

Fire lit up in Xie Baowei’s eyes.

 

Tougui bared his teeth and laughed as if delighted.

 

“With such a reaction, how could I leave him alone.”

 

Tougui laughed “Heh heh heh” and raised his voice without even looking back.

 

“Master Lim. Is it okay if the boy gets a little hurt?”

 

“…I’d be grateful if you could bring him back intact, if possible.”

 

“Oh my, I’ll try my best.”

 

Well then. Can’t be helped.

 

Tougui looked at Xie Baowei with an expression asking ‘Did you hear that?’ and said.

 

“As long as I keep him alive, it doesn’t matter?”

 

“Get lost.”

 

Xie Baowei charged first.

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