The Youngest Son of the Nanyang Jin Family - Chapter 268

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The Youngest Son of the Jin Family of Luoyang – Chapter 268

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In the early morning, Chaeseoha opened her eyes and quietly rose from her bed. She washed her face simply, straightened her disheveled hair, and tied it back firmly.
Then, gazing at the powder and rouge sitting on the table, she sighed and turned away.
Well, there’s no point in applying makeup if there’s no one to see it.
She opened the door and stepped outside.
Taking in the sight of the straight corridor, she moved slowly toward a particular location.
When she stopped before a certain door and carefully opened it to peer inside, an empty space greeted her—one where the master’s presence still could not be felt.
She furrowed her brow and turned her head.
“Where on earth has he gone?”
“Indeed. Isn’t it terribly unkind of our dear physician to worry us so? Why don’t we marry instead?”
“Eek!”
Startled by the sudden voice, she quickly turned her head.
Cheon Yul, who knew not how long he had been standing there, had closed the distance and was grinning widely.
“You startled me. Please announce yourself when you approach.”
“Hahaha, I made as much noise as I could. Surely our beautiful physician simply failed to notice?”
*Wink*
He even closed one eye with an insufferably saccharine tone.
In that instant, Chaeseoha felt her entire body bristle with goosebumps and stuck out her tongue.
Though she endured this every time, today it felt particularly grating.
If he were a fly, she would swat him; if he were an insect, she would crush him—but since he was neither, she found herself at a complete loss.
Eventually, with a sigh, she subtly withdrew and steadied her breathing.
“You haven’t heard that he’s returned yet, have you?”
“Hahaha—if my friend had arrived, he would have sought me out first. But since he hasn’t, it seems he’s still away.”
“…Why would he seek you out first?”
“Because we’re childhood friends. Haha!”
Cheon Yul thumped his chest with confidence.
To anyone watching, it appeared that Jin Cheon-u was simply using him, yet he genuinely seemed to believe they were childhood friends.
*Shake, shake*
She shook her head, averted her gaze, and hurriedly left the spot. Once entangled with Cheon Yul, there was no end to it, so keeping conversations brief brought her peace of mind.
Though Cheon Yul continued to prattle on behind her, she covered both ears with her hands and ran away stubbornly.
The place she headed after leaving the annex was none other than one specific location.
Since Jin Cheon-u’s whereabouts were unknown and he had gone silent, based on her experience, there were certain things she needed to prepare in such situations.
Entering the medical chamber that Jin Cheon-u had prepared for her, she began hurriedly gathering several items.
All of them were used to treat those suffering from severe injuries—things Jin Cheon-u had frequently used before.
As she listed each item one by one, she smiled with considerable satisfaction.
“Good, this should be enough to handle anything.”
It may seem foolish to prepare for injuries before they happen, but isn’t it better to be ready beforehand than to scramble about searching for supplies later?
With a small smile, I placed each item into the basket one by one, and the moment I held it in my hands.
A voice called out from outside, as if it had been waiting for this moment.
“Physician, are you here?”
“Ah—Brother Yeon! Of course I’m here. Where would I go, unlike someone else?”
“…It seems you should come out quickly.”
“Could it be… Has the Young Master returned?”
Namgung Yeon or Chu Hyeongi suddenly seeking out Chaeseoha.
What this signified was none other than that Jin Cheon-u, gravely wounded, had returned.
Chaeseoha hurriedly grabbed the basket and rushed out the door.
Then, seeing Namgung Yeon’s face, she spoke.
“Where are they?”

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“Hah, we… somehow made it….”
“We didn’t die… We really didn’t die somehow….”
The moment we arrived at the Jin Family of Luoyang, sighs of relief escaped from both their lips.
Though I had used my inner energy to suppress the internal injuries, that did not mean the wounds would heal on their own.
We had managed rough treatment using the trauma salve and bandages we carried, but that alone was insufficient for proper healing.
We had suffered that severely.
Though Baek Myeon-in had not targeted vital acupoints, his methods of subtly destroying both external and internal structures were truly vicious beyond measure.
Even as we rushed toward Luoyang as quickly as possible, continuously drinking trauma salve and medicinal broths, we did not see the results we had hoped for.
This did not mean the physician was incompetent, but rather that Baek Myeon-in’s technique inflicted upon us was so lethal and insidious.
I quickly led the two of them to the annex.
After laying both of them in a large room, the door opened and Chaeseoha entered.
“How severe is it this time… ?”
“What are you talking about?”
Chaeseoha, who had entered suddenly, looked at me and spoke, tilting her head in bewilderment at my perfectly unharmed appearance.
Her eyes and expression were as if to say: That can’t be right.
I felt a strong sense that she had assumed I should be lying on a sickbed with grave injuries.
I let out a small sigh.
“I’d like you to examine their wounds first. It seems more serious than I thought.”
At my words, Chaeseoha came to her senses, nodded, and examined the condition of the two.
Their faces and entire bodies were covered in lacerations.
This was not limited to just Paeng Dohan.
Eon Garyeo’s face was so severe that no trace of her former appearance could be found.
Being a woman before being a martial artist, Eon Garyeo could not help but harbor bitter feelings, yet she seemed to bear them quietly without revealing them.
A woman before a martial artist, yet having chosen to walk the path of a martial artist despite being born a woman.
Seeing such wounds, Chaeseoha furrowed her brow.
Even she could tell that someone had deliberately inflicted this wound.
“How could this… !”
As Chaeseoha burst with fury, clenching her fists and blazing with determination, Eon Garyeo, who had been watching quietly, offered a bitter smile and spoke carefully.
“Doctor… I harbor no hope of returning to my original face. I would simply be grateful if you could help me recover quickly enough to resume my training, even if only partially.”
Her melancholic voice struck Chaeseoha’s ears.
Though she was trying her best not to show it, as a woman herself, she could not help but understand her heart, and if it was Chaeseoha, it would resonate all the more deeply.
Chaeseoha closed the distance to Eon Garyeo in a single breath and grasped her hand firmly.
“Don’t worry. No matter what happens, I will restore your original face. So please trust only me!”
“…Doctor… Hic… Hic-hic-hic-!”
A melodramatic scene suddenly unfolded.
Because of Chaeseoha’s understanding, tears poured from Eon Garyeo’s glistening eyes like rain, and simultaneously, her sobs filled the room.
Was that the reason?
Paeng Dohan, who had been lying carefully on another bed, quietly rose from his place and shuffled toward me.
“That… Young Master, I’m sorry, but… is there another room?”
“Are you uncomfortable?”
“Well, you see… I actually don’t particularly mind Garyeo’s face. But now that I think about it, it seems Garyeo feels differently. I didn’t realize it, so I’m sorry—I can’t stay here.”
Paeng Dohan scratched his head with an awkward expression.
It was the sort of thing an insensitive person would do.
Surely, whether Eon Garyeo’s face bore scars or wounds, he had never particularly thought about such things.
I found myself smiling.
“I’ll arrange a separate room for you.”
“…Thank you.”
“Hic-hic-hic- Doctor-!”
“Lady Eon- Sob-sob!”
Hearing the women’s cries, I quietly led Paeng Dohan outside.
Then, offering him an empty room nearby, he finally had the opportunity to rest comfortably on a bed with a peaceful expression.
“Rest for a moment. Once Lady Eon’s treatment is finished, So-ha will come find you.”
“Ah, understood. And by the way… I’m sorry. You told me to stop, yet I keep causing you trouble… ugh.”
“It’s fine. You’ve already proven your abilities sufficiently.”
“Huh? When did I do that?”
I nodded without answering and opened the door, recalling the events of that time.
Despite their disadvantageous situation, Paeng Dohan and Eon Garyeo had overcome it and achieved the feat of killing four of Baek Myeon-in’s men.
While I couldn’t know their exact level of skill, I had heard that they displayed their will to survive and created opportunities by any means necessary, so I couldn’t help but rate them highly.
Above all, it was because their reason for doing so was to protect me.
And I was certain of it.
Those two would undoubtedly grow stronger.
To a degree incomparable to when they wandered as wandering swordsmen in the past.
Perhaps even to the point where Cheon Yul should feel threatened.
Then, sensing a presence, I turned my gaze.
A smile bloomed on my face.
Cheon Yul had approached without warning, flashing me a broad smile. It seemed he had just come from training somewhere, his body glistening with sweat.
Then I heard his voice, eyes sparkling with excitement.
“I thought my neck would snap off waiting! Come on, let’s spar!”
“I’m afraid not. I have mountains of work to attend to. Please find someone else.”
“Ah, come on… nobody here will fight me…”
“Don’t you have Namgung Yeon and Chu Hyeongi?”
“Ah- Chu Hyeongi is… humming away while sweeping with a broom and mop, and watching that drains all my fighting spirit. And Lady Namgung just runs away from me.”
I shook my head as I listened to his complaints.
I could understand Chu Hyeongi’s situation, but I felt a pang of sympathy imagining how much Namgung Yeon must have suffered to resort to fleeing.
“So let’s fight!”
“I’ll have a worthy opponent to train with soon enough. Don’t cling to me. And didn’t I tell you? I’m busy.”
“But you just got back! What could possibly be so urgent?”
At his loud voice, I turned away with a bitter smile. The moment I took a step toward the exit, I saw Cheon Yul’s aura surge forward like madness as he rushed at me.
Given the narrow space, I didn’t draw my blade, but the energy I gathered in my hands was formidable.
Did he mean to force a match if I refused?
I gently dispersed my aura and opened my eyes narrowly.
“This is troublesome.”
“…!?”
Did he sense something in those words?
Cheon Yul, who had been rushing forward so confidently, stopped in his tracks and stared at me. His pupils trembled visibly—he had definitely felt something.
He froze like a stone statue, unable to move.
Confirming this, I resumed walking.
Thump- thump-
The leisurely sound of my footsteps echoed through the entire corridor, yet Cheon Yul made no further words or movements, simply watching me depart.
Shaking my head-
Without realizing it, I shook my head and stepped out of the annex.
My destination was clear.
And I had much to ask.
“Oh? Young Master! When did you return?”
At Chu Hyeongi’s sudden voice, I turned to see him sweeping the courtyard with a peaceful expression, just as Cheon Yul had described.
He gazed at me quietly, then tilted his head in confusion.
“But… where are you going again?”
“Yes, I have something to attend to, so I’m heading out.”
“But you just arrived, didn’t you?”
“That’s right.”
“Then where are you—”
Where, he asks?
Isn’t that already determined?
I had earnestly asked him to save Hao Munzhu, but now it seemed what needed to be saved wasn’t Hao Munzhu’s life itself, but rather the Heavenly Mechanism Technique he possessed.
Because of this, everything becomes clear.
The current Lord of the Ha Omun clan knows of the existence of the Heavenly Mechanism Dao.
Perhaps he doesn’t know the exact details of what I witnessed in that canyon, but I suspect he has grasped at least some understanding of it.
That’s why he’s been risking his life searching for it.
Since he’s suffered considerably because of this, he should receive something commensurate in return.
It’s time I met with the Lord of Ha Omun.

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