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Chapter 246
The Baengri Clan’s Unwanted Granddaughter
Chapter 246
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That’s strange.He can’t see me for a few days because of his training, and for some reason, he tells me to be careful.
He was most definitely lying. Just like his father, Namgoong Ryuchung was terrible at lying. Maybe he was a little better than Mister Wan, but he couldn’t fool me—not after all the years we’d spent together.
Е ńǔ må .іd́
Well, I’m sure he has his reasons. Namgoong Ryuchung was doing his thing while I was doing mine.
“Hahaha! Is that so, Young Master?”
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“Wouldn’t it be better to let the sword glide down in that situation? You could maintain your central balance with our sect’s secret technique.”
People dressed in colorful, silky martial uniforms were laughing and chatting away without a care in the world. I heard musicians playing ceaselessly and food and alcohol being poured in endlessly. As I left the luxurious banquet behind, the gatekeeper at the entrance was questioning the person in front of me.
“Do you need a carriage?”
The young man was staggering along with the help of a server.
Ӗn̆ û mа
Just how much did he drink?
Expelling alcohol without rest was quite a nuisance. It basically meant you had to focus and circulate your qi constantly. Anyone would want to stay relaxed and enjoy the party. Some thought there was no point in drinking if you were just going to remain sober.
The gatekeeper asked if I also needed a carriage, but I declined and went out onto the streets. The street was still the same from whence I entered the pub. It was still bright and noisy, except now, there were many more drunk people. As I walked past the street packed with similar, fancy-looking pavilions, the light faded, and my surroundings became quieter.
After walking for about half a shijin, the only light on the street was from the moonlight in the sky. All that could be heard in the tattered, shabby, and seemingly stench-filled street was the commotion carried in by the night wind. Tiny houses all clumped together. I could even hear snores from the houses in the narrow alley.
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How much longer did I walk? I stopped in front of a small house and then knocked. Even though I knocked gently, I could hear loud creaking sounds. A presence that was still awake moved about and lit up the house.
The door soon opened with a loud creak, and a voice said, “You actually came? What are you so curious about?”
Е̌ ǹu̇mа̊
The woman’s eyes widened as she came out and saw me.
“W-wait, y-you’re not Jinjin. Wh-who are you?”
She quickly scanned my outfit and immediately spoke in a tone of respect.
“I believe you’ve seen me before,” I said.
“What?”
“Jinjin did as I told her. You know where she lives now, don’t you?”
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“No. It can’t be. Are you Miss Baengri?”
This woman was one of the people rescued from the black market. Among those rescued, the older ones were taken in by the Martial Alliance to help find their relatives. In comparison, my father took in the younger ones. Jinjin was the most successful case of those from the black market. She had become the direct disciple of the Baengri clan’s White Sword Squad head. After gaining recognition through hard work, she started to care for others rescued from the black market.
“Are we going to keep talking outside?”
The woman bit her lip, scanned the quiet street, and then moved aside to let me in. The kitchen was right there as I crouched down to enter through the window.
“There’s really no good place for us to talk. Don’t expect any grand welcome from me,” the woman said, still wary.
“That’s good. I brought some fine tea leaves.”
Еn̈ ùmа̄
“I don’t nee—!”
“Jinjin asked me to.”
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It was a lie. I had brought along those leaves. I watched as she bit her lip and rummaged through her kitchen cupboard.
I’d been secretly investigating the Martial Alliance head for a while now, but it had been difficult since he never left behind a trace even when he was in opposition to Namgoong Ryuchung. Despite my grandfather’s cooperation after he was enraged by the conflict with the Alliance head, I still couldn’t find any significant issues. The only viable issue that I saw was his dealings with women.
For a person from a secular sect—and not a monk or ascetic—being “slightly” infatuated with women wasn’t really an issue. But he was still a member of the Ten Strongest Under the Heavens and part of the righteous faction, someone who had started out as a low-ranking guard of the Martial Alliance and rose to the top as the Martial Alliance head. Considering the conflict with the demonic cult, even if he had some issues, those issues would have to be overlooked, so it should have been a relief if he had none. However, I didn’t believe him. There was the incident with Yayul, and just as I was getting impatient, Jinjin had found something.
“I heard everyone had left,” I said.
Ẁѐb̃ n o v еĺ Е̇nũm а̇
The woman angrily placed her teapot down with a loud noise.
“Is that what they told you? Where else should I go when I have no parents or relatives?”
There was a reason why I had only now found the person who was rescued from the black market. When the demonic cult ambushed the Martial Alliance, civilian damages were little but not entirely absent. Although those rescued from the black market survived, it became known that they had all left the Martial Alliance due to the shock of witnessing their co-workers dying right in front of them.
“Then why have you been hiding all this time?”
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“I didn’t hide because I wanted to. What skills would I have that would allow me to hide to evade? I only left because I wanted nothing more to do with you!”
“And you also have a family.”
Е n̈ ù ḿ а̂..і d́
I saw some movement in the room at the back of the kitchen. The woman flinched and then glared at me to hide her fear.
“Th-threatening me won’t—”
“You know who my father is, don’t you? I won’t do anything that would tarnish his honor. I was just telling you to quiet down. I think your child might wake up.”
The husband was already up, but the woman must have told him something in advance, for he remained in the room, calmly putting the child back to sleep. The woman was deep in thought as she bit down on her lip. Her demeanor softened a bit, possibly because I had mentioned my father. Of course, I had intentionally done so. I drank some tea and gave her time.
Before I opened my mouth again to speak, she opened hers first and said, “Why do you keep— It’s all in the past. Why poke around when you don’t even help?”
“Keep?”
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“Yes! I was stupid to think that you folks were different. Namgoong clan too.”
I frowned at the sudden mention of that name.
“To folks like you, the disappearance of lowly folks like us means nothing!” the woman shouted in a low voice as she gritted her teeth.
“Please, tell me more about that.”
* * *
In a pub where the lanterns were still brightly lit, many seats were empty, but there were still enough people around where vacancies were left unnoticed. This banquet was another purpose of the alliance meeting: a place where young martial artists could interact. The world was a big place, and they were all busy training and acting as representatives of their respective regions. Many here would have never met were it not for gatherings like this.
Wӗ bn̂ ӧ v̊е_ľ Е́ň u̇ m а̊
“Where is Miss Baengri?”
“I heard she already left.”
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“He’s right. I heard she only showed her face briefly upstairs and then left.”
“What? I haven’t even seen her yet!”
“Who cares? There’s still Miss Seo. “Who cares? There’s still Miss Seo. Miss Kongson is also here, so seeing them is an honor.”
“Watch what you say. Miss Kongson’s father is…”
Еn u̇m a
At that moment, the sound of something breaking was heard from upstairs. A shout soon followed.
“You treacherous hypocrites! How dare you look down on me! You all once tried to lick my feet, hoping to get something out of me!”
One of the young men looking up mumbled, “Who’s that?”
“The voice sounds like it’s Young Master Byeok.”
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Everybody nodded as if they understood.
One man clicked his tongue and said, “Young Master Byeok must be devastated. Let’s just try to be more understanding.”
Wе̂bn̆.о̌vё l E ṅum а̄
A commotion of this size was common amid a group of youthful, energetic martial artists, so everyone expected it to die down soon enough. However, the voice started to grow louder and ruder instead.
“What? Namgoong? Baengri? Just a while ago, you were treating them like they were traitors who sided with the demonic cult, and now you’re sucking up to them?”
Wi Kujoong watched with a frown and looked toward one person.
“He’s stepping over the line. Go and calm him down,” he said.
The one who made eye contact with Wi Kujoong gulped dryly, nodded, and then ran to Young Master Byeok. Wi Kujoong sighed and looked around.
“Young Master Byeok said he wanted to be here, and considering what happened to his clan, I thought he’d be devastated, so I arranged a seat especially for him.”
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In response to his sympathetic tone, the one sitting next to Wi Kujoong scoffed and said, “He should learn his place. Who here actually needs to suck up to the Byeok clan to gain anything?”
“He’s right. Those talentless people just relied on the Alliance head and bossed others around. He just can’t accept reality. It’s not your fault, Young Master Wi.”
Wi Kujoong smiled bitterly and stood.
“But I can’t let him cause trouble.”
As if he had yet to feel relieved, Wi Kujoong slowly headed downstairs, which was still quite rowdy. In the distance, Kongson Wol was holding back Seo Haryeong, whose fists were trembling. Wi Kujoong narrowed his eyes and clicked his tongue regrettably.
Crash!Wham!
Ŵe b̀ ń o v̌еl Ēn̆u̇m̈а̂
“Aaaah!”
“Oh, no!”
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“Young Master Byeok, what are you doing?! Stop him!”
“Are you mad, Young Master Byeok? How dare you draw your sword?!”
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