The Youngest Prince of the Zhou Family - Chapter 54

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Youngest Master of the Zhu Family (54)

 

Choice

 

“I never told you to sit.”

 

“….”

 

A cold silence enveloped the inside of the room.

 

Honestly, I was slightly nervous.

 

In my previous life, I wouldn’t have even glanced at someone like Yeo Mong, but now the situation was different.

 

‘Yeo Mong’s level is roughly at peak level or above.’

 

On the other hand, my level was so insignificant it couldn’t even be called a level.

 

Of course, I had the White Dragon Sword Scripture, a sword technique of supreme mastery, and internal energy reaching one and a half jiazi, but my opponent was a master of the Dark Path.

 

There was no telling what methods the Dark Path might use.

 

Moreover, even I had almost no information about Yeo Mong’s martial arts.

 

Of course, Yeo Mong couldn’t do anything to me from the start anyway.

 

As evidence, wasn’t that hot-tempered bastard carving the character between his brows while desperately holding back his anger?

 

“You’re not… trying to play games with me right now, are you?”

 

Yeo Mong barely suppressed his explosive temper.

 

“Shall I stand up again? Young Master.”

 

With an awkward smile, Yeo Mong made a half-hearted gesture to rise from his seat.

 

Interesting.

 

“Since you’re already sitting, let’s move on.”

 

“….”

 

“You really came running here in a hurry?”

 

I picked up the last sweet in front of me and stuffed it straight into my mouth.

 

Sweet, truly sweet.

 

“Honestly, you came running here so hastily because you were curious too, right? Isn’t that so?”

 

“….”

 

Correct.

 

Yeo Mong had really come running in a hurry.

 

First, because it was discovered that Extreme Pleasure House was a pleasure house operated by the Black King Sect, namely himself.

 

Second, the one who discovered it happened to be the Zhu Clan.

 

Third, because the person who found out was a direct descendant of the Zhu Clan.

 

‘Is it pressure from the Zhu Family? Or is that stupid young master just lucky enough to notice and using it as blackmail material?’

 

Yeo Mong had moved directly to find this out.

 

“I heard you want to make a direct deal with me?”

 

Yeo Mong barely held back his anger and organized his speech.

 

No matter how much they were the top Dark Path sect in Jiangxi Province, they couldn’t recklessly challenge the stronghold of the Zhu Clan.

 

It was a reaction completely opposite to her bold entrance.

 

“Want to hear it?”

 

“Wouldn’t I have come running here directly to listen? Young Master.”

 

Yeo Mong spoke with a forced smile.

 

In contrast, I maintained an extremely leisurely attitude.

 

After all, I was the one holding the lifeline of this Yeo Mong before my eyes.

 

‘You’re going to die in less than 5 years anyway.’

 

Before the blade of an enraged Sword Master, Yeo Mong dies miserably without even thinking of escape.

 

I knew the future of the Black King Sect.

 

“You must know well what level the money I’ve poured into Extreme Pleasure House amounts to?”

 

“….”

 

Money poured into Extreme Pleasure House?

 

It was enormous enough to buy several decent estates.

 

If you ask why I had so much money, well…

 

The money I received from my maternal family was tremendous.

 

“You’re not here asking for that money back, are you? Not when you’re such a wealthy young master, right?”

 

“Yeah, that’s right.”

 

“Then what exactly is it for? Don’t beat around the bush and just tell me the main point.”

 

“There’s something I want.”

 

Yeo Mong tensed up.

 

What this reckless young master with plenty of money and that monster-like guard wanted would certainly not be something trivial.

 

“The Black King Sect.”

 

“….”

 

For a moment, I thought I had misheard.

 

“What did you just… say? Young Master Zhu…?”

 

Yeo Mong’s lips began to tremble.

 

“I said I want the Black King Sect.”

 

Crazy.

 

This bastard was just a crazy bastard.

 

The smile that had been precariously hanging on Yeo Mong’s lips was completely erased.

 

If he had kept things reasonable, I would have pretended to lose and gone along with it.

 

If only he had maintained some boundaries.

 

“Is this a new suicide method? Even if you’re the youngest of the Zhu Clan who doesn’t know the ways of the world, I thought you weren’t arrogant enough not to know this is clearly a challenge to the Black King Sect?”

 

Yeo Mong said this while revealing his martial aura without reservation.

 

“Of course not. I told you. Let’s make a deal.”

 

“Ha, Young Master. If you’re drunk, I’ll send you back nicely, so please just go home.”

 

“I haven’t touched a drop of alcohol. And I’m serious.”

 

I subtly leaned my upper body toward Yeo Mong.

 

And with a meaningful smile, I quietly spoke to her.

 

Instantly, Yeo Mong’s expression hardened.

 

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* * *

 

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After Woo Jin left, Yeo Mong was lost in thought.

 

She tapped the table with her index finger, organizing her complicated thoughts.

 

“This is impossible…”

 

Woo Jin.

 

I thought he was just a playboy who liked alcohol, women, and spending money.

 

“Is he still the bloodline of a Sword Master after all?”

 

My thinking changed.

 

He wasn’t just some fool.

 

​

 

‘Yeo Gwak. I know where the elder brother you’re looking for is. Would this be enough to make you want to deal?’

 

‘…!’

 

​

 

He definitely said that.

 

When Yeo Mong was too shocked to say anything, Woo Jin smiled coldly and stood up from his seat.

 

​

 

‘You’ll need time to think, right? I’ll come back after finishing my business. I’m not asking for all of the Black King Sect, I just need a useful tool. Think it over carefully.’

 

​

 

Yeo Mong gave a bitter smile.

 

“Well, this is…”

 

It was an offer she couldn’t refuse.

 

Clearly, Woo Jin somehow knew that she had been frantically searching for her missing elder brother.

 

Perhaps the answer has already been revealed.

 

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* * *

 

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The carriage headed toward Black Pavilion as planned.

 

From Nanchang to Namdan, we intended to pass through Guangdong and enter Guangxi territory.

 

Of course, this route was my idea.

 

My youngest uncle had naturally opposed it.

 

The reason was that it was dangerous.

 

​

 

‘The region south of Yangtze River is crawling with Dark Path members to begin with. And Guangdong territory at that!’

 

​

 

But my thoughts were different.

 

Taking the detour through Honam would take too much time.

 

Moreover, the gossip-loving busybodies would obviously chew on it endlessly.

 

Saying we decided to go around Honam because we were afraid of some Dark Path members.

 

‘I can’t just leave it like that.’

 

You could call it petty pride, but reputation is more important than you’d think.

 

Therefore, I deliberately entered territory openly teeming with Dark Path members.

 

Thus, the carriage arrived at Sogang Village, which was practically the first village in Guangdong territory.

 

“What shall we do? Should we rest a bit before continuing?”

 

We had spent a full three days crossing mountain paths.

 

The coachman looked relatively energetic.

 

Oh right, this coachman was the same one who had safely taken me from Qinghai to Kunlun Mountain before.

 

I had thought his horse-driving skills were so excellent at the time that I hired him separately as a coachman for the Zhu Family.

 

“Hmm.”

 

I thought for a moment.

 

We had been traveling for about three days, so it was about time to take a short break.

 

“Alright, let’s rest before continuing.”

 

With my permission, the carriage immediately entered Sogang Village.

 

We passed by the entertainment district and looked for the most secluded place.

 

Guangdong territory was a place where it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say there were virtually no Orthodox Faction sects or martial groups.

 

There was no point in getting into trouble in the entertainment district.

 

“Fortunately, there are vacant rooms. You should rest for about a day today before continuing.”

 

The coachman guided us to an inn with available rooms.

 

It was a shabby inn that didn’t look very large either.

 

I nodded and entered the inn.

 

The coachman must have spoken to them in advance, as an elderly man who appeared to be the owner was placing water cups and chopsticks on a table with no other customers present.

 

“It seems business hasn’t been good for a long time. There’s dust on the table…”

 

Mu Ying whispered quietly so only I could hear.

 

When I lightly rubbed the table with my finger at those words, dust came off on my fingertip.

 

An inn that was this poorly cleaned.

 

I wondered if we had come to the wrong place.

 

“What should we do?”

 

Mu Ying also seemed quite uncomfortable.

 

I glanced around the surroundings.

 

‘Hmm.’

 

The atmosphere was extremely unsettling.

 

Not only were there no customers to be seen, but even the inn owner kept glancing around nervously as if he recognized me…?

 

Huh? He recognizes me?

 

This is my first time here though?

 

“Hmm. Seems we’re too late.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“Looks like they were waiting for me.”

 

Upon hearing those words, Mu Ying immediately stood up and grabbed his sword.

 

But… it was too late.

 

Crash!

 

Someone who looked like an obvious villain burst through the door roughly as if to break it down.

 

And following behind him, a group radiating unpleasant energy poured into the interior.

 

They surrounded me and Mu Ying in a circle while emanating menacing killing intent.

 

“Is it you? That bastard from the Zhu Family?”

 

Wow, that rumor spread all the way here?

 

This is getting quite unpleasant.

 

“Seems right. Heh heh, do you know who I am?”

 

“Do I need to know?”

 

“Of course. You should know. Do you know why I’m stuck in this backwater village because of someone!”

 

He burst into rough shouting and brought down the sword he was holding.

 

The table in front of him split cleanly into two pieces.

 

It was quite a clean strike.

 

“I’ll ask for you. Who are you?”

 

Restraining Mu Ying who was about to step forward, I asked quietly.

 

Whoever this guy was didn’t really matter.

 

At best, he was just trash at the beginning of first-rate level, nothing more or less.

 

“My name is Chu Mil. If your family’s Sword Master hadn’t ruined my business, you would have heard my name in Nanchang…”

 

“Ah, so you ran away here after getting crushed by the Family Head?”

 

“Ahem, well that’s true… No wait. You bastard! Who said I ran away!”

 

“You just said it with your own mouth.”

 

What an idiot.

 

This guy thinks of one thing but doesn’t consider two at all – a complete moron.

 

“Don’t tell me you came looking for me to do something about that?”

 

“That’s right. I need to cut off at least one of your limbs to settle my grudge, don’t I?”

 

“Anyone listening would think you’re some kind of ghost. Ha, this is ridiculous.”

 

I sneered as if finding it pathetic and looked at Mu Ying.

 

Mu Ying also had an expression of disbelief and contempt.

 

His name.

 

I don’t remember it.

 

In other words, he’s just one of many worthless pieces of trash.

 

How many Dark Path members had fled unable to withstand the Zhu Family’s pressure?

 

I couldn’t remember all their names individually.

 

There were several Dark Path groups in Nanchang too, and if he had fled from there, he must have been thoroughly marked by the Zhu Family.

 

“Do I look easy?”

 

“Hmm. You do seem a bit like that.”

 

My expression twisted at Mu Ying’s answer.

 

“Of course. It would be different once they know Young Master’s true worth like me or the Red Dragon Squad Leader.”

 

“Ha, now you even know how to joke around.”

 

Mu Ying’s change is quite amusing.

 

To think I’m only now discovering the true nature of this loyal guard.

 

In my previous life, I really… deserved all the criticism I got.

 

“How dare these bastards ignore me right in front of my face…!”

 

Chu Mil had a fit.

 

I glanced around the surroundings and asked Mu Ying.

 

“How about it? Can you handle them all?”

 

“Of course. Just give me the order.”

 

Mu Ying lowered his stance and took the Sword Drawing Stance.

 

A posture ready to draw his sword at any moment.

 

“Kill them all.”

 

“As you command… What?”

 

Mu Ying, who was about to step forward, hesitated for a moment.

 

Then he looked back at me.

 

“Why?”

 

“Kill them all? They haven’t even done anything…”

 

“They’re going to cut off my limbs.”

 

“But is there really a need to see the blood of such lowly, crude, and vulgar bastards?”

 

Ha, that hesitation.

 

It seems I’ll need to completely reform Mu Ying’s mindset soon.

 

“That kind of petty mercy doesn’t end well. Look at this situation. The Family Head went out of his way to spare them, yet they show no gratitude and want to cut off my limbs.”

 

“…”

 

At those words, Mu Ying’s expression changed completely.

 

“My thinking was shallow.”

 

A Guard Warrior’s duty is, above all, the safety of his lord.

 

Eliminating those who would harm that lord’s safety is precisely the Guard’s duty and fundamental mission.

 

“Are you done yet?”

 

Chu Mil, who had been watching(?) the situation until then, finally barked out.

 

“Attack!”

 

“Uwaaah!”

 

A group with skills so pathetic they could hardly be called thugs all rushed toward Mu Ying at once.

 

Shing!

 

Mu Ying’s sword was drawn in an instant.

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