The Owner Of The Thousand Gold Coins Is A Military Official - Chapter 14

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Chapter 14

It’s one surprise after another.

The way he dealt with Danwon can’t simply be judged as right or wrong.

However, the stories that followed were things he would have dismissed as exaggerations if they hadn’t come from the mouth of Heukjeon, such a loyal subordinate.

“So… our grandson obtained Cheongsongsindan from the Kunlun Sect. Is that it?”

“To be precise, he consumed it.”

“Hmm? That couldn’t have been easy.”

“The Patriarch of the Kunlun Sect personally helped him.”

“Hahaha! That fiery old man personally?”

“Yes. He even came to the inn to help.”

Well, this is something.

When Cheongin had personally set out on the road before,

he had naturally stopped by the Kunlun Sect as well.

He knew they had Cheongsongsindan, but at that time the Patriarch of Kunlun had flatly refused.

No matter what conditions were offered, he maintained his position that this one thing was absolutely not possible.

‘How on earth did he obtain it?’

It was actually Cheongin who built the current Cheongeumjang that possesses half the continent’s wealth.

Even that Cheongin couldn’t obtain it, so he had brought back Taeulboryeonghwan as a substitute instead.

Even this was something they rarely gave to outsiders unless they were precious direct disciples.

“You probably don’t know the detailed story.”

“…Yes. I apologize.”

“No. I’ll ask him directly myself. And, was there nothing else?”

Somehow it seemed like he was increasingly demanding reports, but Cheongin failed to recognize this about himself.

“And… it was about what happened when we stopped at the inn.”

“Yes. Go ahead and tell me.”

“The Young Patriarch killed one of the street thugs.”

“What?”

What kind of talk is this?

Cheongin’s expression, which had been filled with an amused smile from his interest, was instantly replaced with bewilderment.

He killed someone?

Since he described them as thugs, it must mean they deserved to die.

‘Did he just reveal his power openly?’

If so, that’s not good.

How carefully had he crafted the rumors circulating in the world.

Though it might seem like Cheongeumjang doesn’t restrict Cheongun much internally, that was entirely dependent on what Cheongun chose to do.

Because he had shown brilliant talent, they had permitted this business trip, and he was showing good qualities as a successor who would lead Cheongeumjang in the future.

He was showing such brilliant cleverness that one might think he already knew everything they taught him.

‘Is he still just a child after all?’

It might mean he hadn’t thought that far ahead yet.

Well, reaching the pinnacle at this age.

And since returning, he had moved beyond the initial stage, so he might have wanted to show off that power.

“That… was not something I could explain.”

“You can’t explain it?”

“Yes. I think it would be better for you to confirm this directly as well.”

“Hmm… alright. I’ll do that.”

After Heukjeon left, Cheongin couldn’t contain his curiosity.

Still, he didn’t summon his grandson who had traveled a long way to come here.

He went to find him directly.

“My grandson, are you inside?”

“Yes, Grandfather.”

“May I come in for a moment?”

“Of course. Please come in.”

Come to think of it, it feels like it’s been quite a while since he came to Cheongun’s quarters.

Most of the time he saw him outside or in the former Jangzujeon.

There’s nothing special.

That’s what makes it feel strange.

To think the Young Patriarch of Cheongeumjang’s quarters are like this.

“You must still have travel fatigue, but this old man has something he’s curious about.”

“Yes. Please tell me.”

“I heard from the Vice-Danju. That you killed someone.”

“Yes. I killed them.”

Such an ambiguous expression.

He doesn’t seem to feel guilt about having killed, but he also doesn’t seem to enjoy it.

Yes, to describe it precisely, it’s exactly the expression of someone who thinks they killed some small creatures in the mountains.

“I find it hard to contain my curiosity about how you killed them. At my age, curiosity itself rarely arises.”

“It’s simple.”

Cheongun showed his grandfather exactly what he had done then.

When he lightly brushed the wooden floor with his finger as if caressing it, something very thin appeared.

“My, such precise manipulation…”

He was very pleased with the result.

“Ho… it’s like Korean paper.”

“And if you do this with it.”

He infused internal energy into that extremely thin wood.

By controlling the amount very precisely, a wooden needle so thin it was barely visible to the naked eye was completed.

“The method of throwing is important. If you throw it like throwing a hidden weapon, it will definitely be detected.”

“Then how do you throw it? Surely it’s not void manipulation.”

“That also depends on how you operate your internal energy.”

At those words, Cheongin focused all his attention on the small wooden needle.

Internal energy seemed to gather at one end, then began to condense and simultaneously shot forward.

“…My.”

It’s astounding.

Isn’t this something that appears nowhere?

Living through long years, he had never seen anything like this.

He had never even heard of it.

“H-how did you do it?”

“After condensing internal energy, artificially…”

“No. Where did you learn this?”

“I didn’t learn it.”

“Then, you created it yourself?”

“Yes.”

“How long did it take?”

“Hmm…”

Should he talk based on his previous life?

Or should he talk based on now?

‘Obviously now.’

“I think it took about one hour.”

To be precise, it was the time it took to become accustomed again to delicately manipulating internal energy.

“…So, what happened to the guy who was hit by this wooden needle?”

“It pierced precisely through the Amun acupoint. When you shoot a wooden needle like this, heat is generated, and the spot where the acupoint was severed gets completely blocked by that heat.”

“You mean nothing remains?”

“Yes.”

Along with his answer, Cheongun’s gaze turned toward where the wooden pillow had flown.

When Cheongin also turned his gaze in that direction, there was only the trace of where it had struck and embedded, with nothing else remaining.

“The wooden pillow has disappeared.”

“That’s right. To be precise, it became ash.”

“Ha, haha!”

It seems I worried for nothing.

Not a single piece of evidence remained.

“Well, it’s not like we killed someone from the Kunlun Sect, so it’s fine.”

At those words, Cheongun momentarily flinched.

“A guest from the Jegal Family has arrived.”

Just then, a voice announcing a visitor’s arrival could be heard.

“Hmm? From the Jegal Family, you say?”

“Yes. They say they’ve brought a letter from the family head.”

“A letter from the Jegal Family head…”

Cheongin’s expression wasn’t good.

Though there were no problems in their relationship, the head of the Jegal Family was the most difficult person to deal with.

“I see. The Patriarch will handle it appropriately. How about it, would our Young Patriarch like to go as well?”

“I’m fine.”

“Alright. Ah, when the spiritual medicine seems fully absorbed, let me know. There’s plenty I can give you. Since you ate something too remarkable from the start, you won’t be able to take anything for a while.”

“Understood.”

With that, Cheongin left, and Cheongun devoted himself to training again.

Meanwhile, the guest from the Jegal Family was none other than Jegalhyun.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I see the Young Patriarch of the Jegal Family.”

“Thank you for the warm welcome. I greet the Patriarch of Cheongeumjang. This is my younger sister.”

“Hello. I am Jegal Hyera.”

“Haha, it seems a flower is about to bloom in the Jegal Family. Please, come inside.”

He’s the person designated as the future family head.

Jegalhyun is already a famous figure in Gangho.

“Thank you for allowing this sudden visit.”

“Not at all. Aren’t you someone who will become a pillar of the Jegal Family? However, please understand any shortcomings as we weren’t prepared to receive guests.”

“Understanding? That’s completely unnecessary.”

As they conversed and walked, they had arrived at the Training Ground before they knew it.

It’s a spacious Training Ground.

To think a merchant family would have such a vast Training Ground.

‘They’re cunning ones.’

They’re terrifyingly clever people.

Behind those smiles, they hold countless swords.

If they mobilized all their current wealth, they could possess tremendous power.

Cheongeumjang was skilled at navigating the world.

Though slightly concerning, it’s too risky to confront directly.

They’re training their military force to precisely match that level.

“More importantly, seeing how suddenly you’ve come to visit, it seems like quite an urgent matter.”

“It’s not urgent. Since there isn’t much time left, I wanted to tell you as quickly as possible, so I came personally while I was in Cheonghae.”

“Ah, you were in Cheonghae?”

“Yes. That’s right.”

At those words, Cheongjin immediately guessed.

Perhaps he had met his son.

Along with fragrant tea, Jegalhyun began first.

“Soon there will be the Martial Arts Alliance’s Rising Stars Competition.”

“Ah, time has already come to that.”

“That’s right. And… I understand Cheongeumjang’s Young Patriarch is ten years old this year.”

Though it was a direct statement, there wasn’t the slightest change in Cheongjin’s expression.

“That’s right. When you’re desperately waiting, time doesn’t seem to pass, but once you have it, time passes with indifferent speed.”

“Haha, though not the same, I have similar experiences. Our Hye is also ten, and after she was born, how quickly time seemed to fly.”

“My, you haven’t even held a wedding yet, but you already seem to feel a father’s heart.”

After the words ended, both simultaneously lifted their teacups.

It was like signaling to move on to the main topic.

“I saw him at Kunlun. The Young Patriarch.”

“I thought as much.”

“And I would like to invite the Young Patriarch to this Rising Stars Competition.”

“Though he’s my son, he’s a child with quite firm opinions.”

“You’re saying to ask him directly.”

“Yes. That’s right. Since you called it an invitation, the person in question should accept.”

“I understand.”

“Then please wait a moment.”

Not long after, Cheongun appeared.

And the moment they saw Cheongun, both Jegalhyun and Jegalhye were startled.

‘…Isn’t he a proper peak-level expert?’

To think he had changed this much in that brief time.

Though it was an unbelievable sight, seeing it directly with their own eyes, they couldn’t help but believe it.

“Did you call for me?”

“Yes. Our guest has business with you.”

“Understood.”

“Well then, please talk comfortably.”

With that, Cheongjin left.

Leaving a mere ten-year-old child alone in front of none other than the Young Patriarch of the Jegal Family.

This way, couldn’t he gain other things as well?

Such thoughts followed.

“We meet again. I am Jegalhyun, Young Patriarch of the Jegal Family.”

“Yes. I am Cheongun, Young Patriarch of Cheongeumjang.”

After they exchanged courtesies, Cheongun looked at Jegalhye beside him.

Jegalhye, who flinched slightly at that gaze, also offered a courteous greeting.

“Do you have business with me?”

“That’s right.”

“What might that be?”

“It’s now just over two weeks away. I wish to give the Young Patriarch the right to participate in the Rising Stars Competition.”

Once Cheongjin left his seat, it instantly changed from an invitation to granting rights.

Though Cheongun was unaware of this, he didn’t like the word ‘right’ itself.

“Right. Rights…”

Just mulling over the word and tapping the table with his finger, the atmosphere inside seemed to change.

How should I put it, it felt like having a plan reviewed.

Though not unpleasant, comfort was no longer felt.

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