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Chapter 261
The Baengri Clan’s Unwanted Granddaughter
Chapter 261
The betting grounds were instantly a complete mess.
“Muahahahahaha!”
“Wait! This isn’t right! There’s no way!”
W̄еb̊nȯ v̄ е l Ën̊ um̊ă
“Damn it. How much did you lose?”
There were groans of despair and hysterical laughter. Those who had lost money were just as hysterical as the ones who won it. To them, Wi Guzhoong’s death was just a fleeting event. Only a few people whispered anxiously.
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“No one is asked to take responsibility for whatever happens during a duel, but this… This is just too cruel.”
“Was it really necessary to kill him?”
“I’m sure it wasn’t intentional. But more importantly, I don’t know how that Red Night will handle the aftermath.”
“Who knows? He can’t blame anyone if a blade suddenly flies toward him in the middle of the night, unless he has a powerful figure behind him. Honestly, he’s out of his mind.”
E ň ũ m а .ĭ d̆
The tense conversations of regular folks and martial artists could be heard.
“Why you!”
Just as Yayul was about to descend from the arena after being announced the victor, a thunderous shout was heard. Even my eardrums began to vibrate. A few weak people even collapsed to the ground.
Wi Jibaek’s face was filled with anger. He had discarded his refined facade, which figured since he had just lost his favorite disciple. What was more, an expert like Wi Jibaek would have known that Yayul could have taken down Wi Kujoong without killing him. Of course, he couldn’t actually say that aloud.
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“Reveal your identity!”
Wi Jibaek slowly rose from his observation seat. A tsunami-like aura suppressed Yayul. It was overwhelming. It was apparent that he was strong enough to lift his head high even as he committed atrocious deeds, sufficient to be comparable to those of demonic practitioners. Who here could stop Wi Jibaek?
W̌ е̊ b ňо̄ v̂ е̊_l Е̃ n.üm̄ ã
At that moment, Immemorial Jinyin spoke.
“That’s enough. Alliance head, I understand the grief of losing your disciple, but this is where we decide the strongest of the strongest. A match is a match!”
Wi Jibaek glared at Immemorial Jinyin.
“Have you forgotten that no one takes responsibility for what happens in the arena, Alliance head? Respect the victor.”
Immemorial Jinyin then looked at Yayul and said, “That was quite the impression you made back there. I shall be watching you with great interest.”
He glanced at Yayul, signaling him to leave.
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“What are you doing, Alliance head? Are you just going to keep standing there?”
Wi Jibaek couldn’t help but sit down at Immemorial Jinyin’s insistence. Yayul looked at the Alliance head, then descended from the arena. Wi Kujoong was carried down, and the cleaners rushed up to the arena.
* * *
Crash!
An inkstone with a tall pine tree carved into it tumbled on the floor. The energy emanating without restraint from Wi Jibaek was even violent.
“Red Night of the Chudo sect. You said he wouldn’t be a problem! What the hell was that?!”
Е̊ n̄ǔ m̊а̇.і̇ d̂
Wang Johak, Wi Jibaek’s brother-in-law, was trembling. He had been in charge of assigning the brackets.
“W-well, I-I don’t know what happened, either. He definitely was pretty insignificant during the preliminary examinations. I’m sorry.”
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“I trusted you with this job, and you went and made a huge mistake.”
“Forgive me.”
“I have no need for empty words. Tell me your opinion. What do you think must be done?”
“Well, if you give the command—”
W̄êb ň o v е.l Еṅùm̈ а
Wham!
The impact from Wi Jibaek’s slam on the table felt like a slap to the cheeks.
Shocked, Wang Johak racked his brain and finally said, “I don’t think someone of his caliber would have shown up without any background. I’m sure he’s affiliated with the demonic cult.”
That must have been the answer, for Wi Jibaek’s face calmed slightly. His hardened face was that of a powerful martial artist’s.
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“There is no telling what chaos would ensue in the Martial Alliance’s main base should such a dangerous individual be left unchecked.”
Wi Jibaek meant that the Chudo sect’s Red Night must be brought to him, no matter what. As long as he was arrested and imprisoned, he would become the demonic cult’s undoing.
Е ñ ǔ m а̌
“Yes. Leave it to me.”
“Go now.”
Wang Johak carefully left. He then became shocked when he saw who was standing in front of the room.
“Grand Madam.”
It was Wi Jibaek’s first wife. She was at an age where she would have grandchildren, but the colors of her youth still lingered on her face.
Wang Johak came back to his senses and greeted her.
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“Are you here to see the Alliance head?”
She nodded.
“Well, the Alliance head is not exactly in a good mood right now…”
“I’ve heard everything already, so don’t worry.”
And with that, she entered Wi Jibaek’s room. The latter was also aware of her visit. He was touching the handle of his sword. Despite the mess in the room, the Grand Madam didn’t seem surprised. After twenty years together, they knew each other’s true nature.
“What brings you here? If it’s not urgent, how about we talk another time?” Wi Jibaek asked without looking at her.
W̊ è b̀ǹоvе l̀_ Е̇.nǔm a
The Grand Madam sat at the round chair and said, “I’m here to discuss Kujoong’s funeral with you. What should we do now?”
Wi Jibaek tightened his grip on his sword handle.
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“Are you here to mock me? Since when did you care so much about Kujoong?”
Grand Madam simply stared at Wi Jibaek without responding.
“Do whatever you want. I don’t have time to care about such things,” he shot back. “After all that support… what a fool. I told him to train, yet he fell into his pride!”
Despite the death of his cherished disciple, he showed no signs of sadness or sorrow. In fact, he thought his disciple’s death to be rather pathetic.
Еnũ m̌ӑ . і̄ d
“If you’re done, then leave.”
“There is one more thing,” she said.
Wi Jibaek frowned out of frustration.
“It’s simple—I haven’t seen my younger brother in so long.”
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“Why are you looking for the Turtle Squad leader?”
“Does an older sister need a reason for wanting to see her younger brother? I also have a favor to ask of him. But no one knows where he is.”
Ẁе̊ b̊ nо̇ v e̊l̈ Еn ú mа̃
Wi Jibaek remained silent.
Grand Madam stared and said, “He’s the leader of your guards, so I’m sure you know where he is.”
“He’ll be back soon.”
“Around when?”
“I’ll tell you when he’s back, so don’t worry about him.”
The Grand Madam sighed as she stared at Wi Jibaek and got up.
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“When he returns, please tell him to come find me.”
A moment after she left the room, Wi Jibaek left the pavilion with a hardened face. He was headed somewhere in a hurry, but those blocking his path stopped him in his tracks. It was the Elders’ Council.
Wi Jibaek’s eyes narrowed. He glanced at the people standing in front of the pavilion. Most of the sects from the Elders’ Council had gathered here, but he hadn’t been informed of their gathering until now. The guards of the Alliance head’s mansion had appeared due to the commotion and were blocking the path of the Elders’ Council members.
“What are you all doing here in my mansion without notice?” Wi Jibaek asked in a cold voice.
“Alliance head Wi, where is the Turtle Squad leader? Isn’t he your personal guard?”
“He’s away running some errands for me.”
Е ňumӑ . і̌d
Someone scoffed.
“Amitabha. Alliance head Wi, a denunciation has been filed against you,” a monk said solemnly.
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“A denunciation?”
“You’ll have to come with us for now. Nothing good will come out of us talking here.”
The monk looked around at the guards of the mansion, who were glaring at the members of the Elders’ Council for their sudden intrusion. But their faces became shocked as soon as they heard the word “denunciation” and were now looking at Wi Jibaek for an explanation. Other alliance members were gathering after sensing the commotion as well.
Wi Jibaek clenched his fists tightly. Advisor Kongson Bang stepped forward.
Еn u m ā. і̇_d̀
“Alliance head Wi, this is our last attempt to protect your reputation. If you refuse, then we don’t have a choice either.”
* * *
Everyone won the first rounds of the main event with ease. Even Namgoong Ryuchung had no trouble despite his condition. If anything, Namgoong Ryuchung finished his opponent in one blow out of frustration due to his condition, which resulted in the crowd cheering his name.
After all the duels had finished, I tried to meet Yayul, but it was impossible. A curfew had been set in place. All the guests and participants of the martial arts competition were forbidden from leaving their lodgings. The people protested this ridiculous treatment, but the Martial Alliance was firm in its decision.
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The martial arts competition itself had come to a halt. Everyone was busy trying to figure out what had caused this situation, but we knew it was because of Wi Jibaek.
The next day, Mister Wan and the Turtle Squad members returned first. Father and about ten women arrived at the main base three days later.
Е̊n u m̂ а̄. î d
A week then passed since the competition had come to a halt. It now resumed once more.
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