The Return of the Namgoong Clan’s Granddaughter - Chapter 175



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Episode 175

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Hot-! Hah!

The sound of shouts echoed through Namgung Se-ga’s training ground day and night.

It was a scene fit for a martial arts world.

On the platform overlooking the training grounds.

Namgung Mucheon stood with his arms crossed and watched the swordsmen display their swordsmanship.

“The second of the three forms of the Great Sword Technique!”

Hah! Hah!

Namgung’s sword, which unfolds in time with the Black Dragon Lord’s command, has become quite strong in the past few days.

When the entire clan first began training, the elders and clan leaders who had been struggling were now at the forefront, displaying their warrior-like spirit.

As the elders of the clan took the lead in training, the enthusiasm for training boiled over not only among the warriors of the inner sect, but also among the warriors of the outer sect and even among the young warriors.

A cool breeze blew in the heat.

Namgung Mucheon raised his gaze and looked up at the high blue sky.

‘As short as 3 years, as long as 4 years.’

If it’s short, it’s a short time, if it’s long, it’s a long time.

I have already sent letters of proposal for a meeting for reconciliation to the four Sega, excluding Namgung.

The Habuk Peng family, Murong Se family, and Zhuge family sent their intention to attend the meeting.

What remains is….

“father.”

Namgung Mucheon looked back.

First, Cheongun greeted him and handed him the scroll he was holding.

“We have received a reply from Sacheondangga.”

Namgung Mucheon unwrapped the letter and read its contents.

Cheongwoon asked with a curious look.

“What did the party say?”

Namgung Mucheon folded the letter back up and handed it to Cheongun.

Cheongwoon read the letter with a serious expression and a little anxiety.

At the same time that he grasps the content.

“He said he would agree.”

Namgung Mucheon answered in a cheerful voice.

Cheongun’s expression also brightened.

“With this, the five Sega have gathered in one place…!”

“okay.”

Namgung Mucheon nodded with a satisfied smile.

“You’re really going to be busy.”

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An awkward silence flowed through the banquet hall.

Sibi looked very embarrassed as she looked at the glass of alcohol being offered to her.

“Why are you standing there? I told you to pour me a drink.”

“Oh, Your Majesty~”

The chief courtesan who had been standing guard on one side ran over late and tried to grab Yeong’s arm.

But the spirit stopped her, so she sat down next to him and spoke hurriedly.

“That child is not a kisaeng, but a mere servant working at our kiln. If you need someone to pour you a cup, just let me know~ There are many children who want to offer drinks to the Confucius, so I will call those children…”

“I told this child to pour the drink, not someone else.”

“Ha, haona… .”

“Everyone get out. Now.”

A black aura rose from the spirit’s body.

The head courtesan rolled her eyes with a puzzled expression, then quickly stood up and bowed politely to the spirit.

“If you need anything, please call me, Confucius. I will be at the door.”

All the courtesans and geishas left the banquet hall.

The banquet hall door closed, and only the spirit and the servants remained in the spacious banquet hall.

Sibi came over, trembling, and poured some wine into Ling’s cup.

Ling opened his mouth, looking at the hand holding the glass.

“Since this floating appearance is natural, those who don’t know will easily be fooled.”

“yes yes…?”

“I came to see you.”

“… .”

“Haomenju.”

The trembling of the city suddenly stopped.

The wine he was pouring overflowed from the glass, soaking the spirit’s hands.

There was a brief silence.

The spirit opened its mouth.

“Don’t think of anything ridiculous. I could not possibly have come to meet Moonju without any preparation. Even if you kill the child you are facing, you will not be able to reveal my identity.”

Only after relaying Sulwha’s words did Ling realize that Hao Wenzhu had tried to kill her.

Sibi put down her glass and took a step back.

Sibi’s expression had become calmer.

“… How did you know?”

“It is not easy to hide traces of learning martial arts. It is quite reckless of you, the master, to show up in person.”

“Wasn’t it to invite me when you threw a banquet and spent so much money that it would have cost you business in one night of entertainment?”

“So you should have hidden yourself even more.”

“I wonder how the young master of Sega can be so indulgent. I can’t stand it.”

She is Hao Wenzhou.

I would have wanted to see with my own eyes a person who was trying to hide his identity while spending a huge amount of money within his own territory.

Having something to hide means you have a weakness.

“You’d better be more careful next time.”

“Are you asking me to send someone to replace you?”

“Not a bad idea.”

“There is no method more irresponsible than that.”

“… .”

“To sacrifice another person to save one’s own life? Could there be anything more irresponsible and selfish than that?”

Seolhwa was speechless for a moment at Hao Wenzhou’s words.

‘The Haomenju of the past was a person who thought like this.’

In his previous life, the Haomunju he knew had never shown himself in person except when he came to meet the Blood Demon.

Even though countless Haomen followers died in search of Haomenju, she thoroughly hid herself.

What change could have changed her like this?

“Let me get straight to the point. Help me. I need you and Haomen.”

“No. Haomen is not a force that acts under someone. Even if you kill me here, Haomen will not work for you.”

“I’m not asking you to be subservient to me. I’m asking you to share information.”

“I don’t do business at a loss.”

“Jangsa is divided into three major factions. I heard that many people are dying due to the infighting between these factions. Can you help me solve that problem?”

Hao Wenzhu hesitated.

The secret struggles between the powers that take place behind the scenes on the streets are something that only those who make a living in business can easily understand.

The giant dungeon and the upper dungeon are intertwined, so only a force of considerable power can intervene, and the ones who actually fight are the black-and-white faction hired by the dungeon and the upper dungeon.

Those who jumped in with a half-baked sense of justice were often found dead overnight.

In that struggle, powerless gisaengs, jeomsoi, and the lowest class commoners were dying, but no one cared about their deaths.

“…You’re going to solve that?”

“As you can see, I have a lot of money and I am strong.”

“How many people do you think have disappeared without a sound like that?”

“Isn’t someone hoping to solve it?”

I’m hoping.

Very earnestly.

However, the information power that Haomun possessed could not be handed over carelessly.

Besides, you can’t even tell what kind of person this man is.

“I will unite the dark forces.”

“!”

Hao Wenzhu stood tall and froze again at the answer that seemed to have read his mind.

I’ve met a lot of people throughout my life as a Haomenju, but this is the first time I’ve met someone so full of confidence.

“You have a crazy dream.”

The Black Union.

“It’s impossible.”

“I will make it possible.”

“I don’t know what kind of confidence you have.”

“I will show you.”

Hao Wenzhu stared at Ling intently.

She looked at Ling with a slightly confused look, then turned around and walked away as if she had given up.

“Yes. As you said, please try to resolve the conflict successfully. We can talk about the deal formally then.”

“I will help you find your daughter.”

Shhh-!

“!”

The sharp blade stopped right in front of the spirit’s eyes.

The eyes of the spirit beyond the mask shook slightly.

At that moment, a voice rang out along with a black aura that seemed to weigh down the entire room.

[I told you. You have nothing to gain by killing that child.]

Hao Wenzhu felt a thrill that made the hairs on his body stand on end.

‘Yukhapjeonseong (六合傳聲)… !’

A superior martial art of transmission of sound, where the sound is not spoken to a specific target, but is heard from all directions, without revealing the location of the sender.

As far as I know, only masters who have reached the level of Hwagyeong can use the Yukhapjeonseong.

He stopped the sword he had thrown using only his energy.

‘One of the top 10 masters…?’

Even if that weren’t the case, he’s a master among masters.

In a tense atmosphere where one could die in an instant if one makes a single move, Hao Wenju also showed his sharp momentum.

“How did you know I was looking for my daughter?”

I’m wearing a human skin mask, so my age on the outside looks like I’m only 20 years old.

Are you saying that you already noticed that I was hiding my identity?

[It doesn’t matter to you how you knew. What matters is where your daughter is.]

“…Do you know where my daughter is?”

[If you want to find her, it’s not impossible. I don’t know where she is, but I know who took her. If you help me, I will do my best to find your daughter.]

“… .”

Hao Wenzhou’s expression collapsed.

All the work of setting up Haomen and gathering information was just a means to find my daughter who was taken away.

‘A great attack on the Six Battleships.’

A person with strength comparable to that of the top 10 masters of the Central Plains.

If you are like this… .

‘It wouldn’t be unreasonable to resolve the secret struggle and create an alliance of dark forces.’

And finding his own daughter… .

Hao Wenzhu clenched his fists tightly.

She turned around.

“Please resolve the dispute first. I will prepare what is needed in the meantime.”

The black energy that had filled the room suddenly disappeared.

The spirit rose from its seat.

“Okay.”

Hao Wenzhu looked back at Ling and asked.

“What is your name? The name of the power you wish to establish?”

The black mask stared at Hao Wenzhu for a moment.

Soon, Seol-hwa’s answer filled the room.

[Sado-ryeon (Wicked Way Alliance)]

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