Chapter 436
The Youngest Son of the Eunhae Trading Company Chapter 436
Chapter 436. What a mess (1)
We weren't the only ones heading to Yeonji Mountain.
We had to take the supplies requested by the Martial Alliance, so we asked the escort agency for help.
“It is an honor to be with the renowned Immortal Qi.”
The head escort of the escort agency greeted me with a clasped hands greeting.
“I'm embarrassed. That name is too much for me. It's only for a short time, but I hope you'll take good care of me.”
“I'll do my best.”
With my maternal family seeing us off, we headed for Yeonji Mountain.
The estimated travel time was about three days.
It would only take two days on horseback, but we had to pull a cart, so it would take an extra day.
Of course, if we rode the Jukangma at full speed, it wouldn't even take a day, but we had to keep pace with the others.
Fortunately, the Jukangma didn't speed up on their own.
Of course, it wasn't because of me, but because they were afraid of Geumryung...
Three days later, we finally arrived at Yeonji Mountain.
By the way, where should we go?
As I was thinking about it, a group of people approached us.
“Huh? What is this?”
“We were running out of food, so this is perfect!”
Even if I didn't feel any particular disgust toward them, it was obvious who they were.
Of all places, we ran into a group of black-clad men.
My policy is to avoid bloodshed as much as possible.
If blood is shed, I will be bound by a debt of gratitude, even if I don't want to be.
Becoming someone's benefactor is always welcome, but becoming someone's enemy should be avoided at all costs.
This is true for all people, but it is even more so in the upper world.
Commerce is not always successful, and when someone seeks revenge, it can destroy a trading company.
That is why it is important to do many favors for others.
Some may say that I am too calculating, but a merchant has no choice but to be this calculating.
However, this does not apply to a group of thugs like this.
Swoosh.
I drew my sword and warned them.
“If you leave now, you can save your lives.”
“What does that pretty boy say?”
“What? I can't hear you.”
I sighed as I looked at those who were mocking me.
I don't know why so many people don't listen when you speak to them nicely.
Then it happened.
“Huh! Seo Seon...”
“What?”
One of them cried out as if he were about to pass out.
“Seo Seon-hyeon!”
And he struck the back of the heads of those in front of him.
Pock! Pock! Pock!
And they screamed.
“Are you crazy? Do you want to die? You're so handsome, it's annoying! You're Sun-hyeok-mi-rang!”
At those words, the color drained from their faces.
It was quite interesting to see their red faces turn white in real time.
“Excuse me!”
And then they disappeared in a flash. I drew my sword and said to my companions.
“I'm glad we didn't have to waste our energy.”
The way they ran away as soon as they saw me seemed to impress the warriors of the Storm Wind Corps, and their eyes lit up.
“By the way, where is the Martial Alliance's camp?”
In response to my muttering, Jin-yu said.
“I'll go find out.”
There was a possibility that someone from the Martial Alliance might recognize Jin-yu.
That was why Jin-yu was wearing a mask that covered half of his face.
I nodded.
“Please do.”
Jin-yu disappeared from the spot and reappeared a moment later.
“It's over there.”
I headed there, cursing the Martial Alliance in my heart.
If they wanted us to help, they should have given us more specific instructions or sent someone to guide us.
They don't have the basics down. The basics. Damn it!
Soon, we arrived in front of the camp where the Martial Alliance's flag was flying.
“Stop!”
The warriors in front of us shouted at us.
“Where are you from?”
I stepped forward and said,
“We are reinforcements from Yeongseonmin House.”
“Yeongseonmin House... Ah! That's right!”
Then, one of the warriors looked at me, tilted his head, and stepped forward with a look of realization.
“Are you by any chance Master Xianqi?”
“I'm embarrassed to say so, but that is what I am called.”
“Oh! A martial arts hero has come to a place like this!”
“It is an honor!”
Their attitude changed instantly.
This is why I feel embarrassed but still actively use the title Master Xianqi.
In the martial arts world, a title carries considerable power.
“This way, please. I will show you the way.”
With that, we passed through the wooden fence and entered the Martial Alliance camp.
Then I saw the Elder, who was in charge of this matter.
He was a tall, middle-aged man with a handsome appearance.
However, there was a strange sense of urgency in his eyes.
“It is an honor to meet you. My name is Eun Seo-ho.”
“Nice to meet you. I am Elder Kyung-san of the Kongtong Sect. Please sit here.”
“Thank you.”
I sat down, and soon tea was placed in front of us.
“I heard that you came on behalf of the Yeongseonmin family. Do you have any connection with them?”
“Yes. Yeongseonmin is my maternal family.”
“Your maternal family... Ah! Now I remember, I heard that the eldest daughter of Yeongseonmin was exceptionally talented. That's why she was called Miryugam.”
“That is my mother.”
“I knew it! Of course!”
However, it was so long ago, and my mother had almost given up sword fighting, so the name has been forgotten.
It is only because he was an elder of the Kongtong Sect, located in the same province of Gansu, that I remember my mother's name.
If the elder in front of me knew that my mother, who had given me the sword, had taken up sword fighting again, how would he react?
However, I have no intention of revealing this.
It is confidential and a preparation for the future.
“Unfortunately, you have not wielded a sword in a long time. You became the proprietress of a trading company and became very busy.”
“That is truly unfortunate.”
“I am also very sorry to hear that.”
The Elder changed the subject.
“By the way, I am so glad you came.”
“Is the situation bad?”
He stroked his beard in response to my question.
“I can't say it's good. I just received a letter from Shaolin Temple saying they cannot send their disciples as promised.”
“Isn't Hyukgon Seung a great monk of Sori? Why can't he send his disciples?”
He replied with a disapproving click of his tongue.
“He's just a monk who broke his vows at Sori, so he has no connection to Sori. They're really narrow-minded people, aren't they?”
I smiled to myself.
The monk Jeong-myeong returned safely to Shaolin Temple and seemed to have persuaded the Abbot and the other senior monks.
That's good.
But... If that's the case, then the request for support for the Yeongseonmin family is not because I sent the Shaolin monks back.
Then what is it for?
“Anyway, I'm glad you came. By the way, please attend the meeting tomorrow.”
“Meeting?”
He replied to my question.
“In order to prevent meaningless sacrifices caused by conflicts between each other, we have decided to hold a meeting on the issue of entering the Blood Sword Hall of the Blood Sword Sect. It is an important meeting. Through this meeting, it will be decided who will take the initiative.”
“Can I attend such an important meeting?”
I expressed my concern, but that was not what I really thought.
I had to attend that meeting.
That was the only way to create a foothold for myself and the Yeongseonmin family to take a step back without suffering any damage.
“Of course! You must!”
Fortunately, he actively encouraged me to attend.
After all, if there was one more person with a good reputation, his words would carry more weight.
“If you say so, I will do my best to help.”
“Thank you.”
With that, I left the place and approached those who were waiting for me, saying to the warrior who was guiding me.
“I brought the food that the Martial Alliance requested.”
“Thank you.”
The escort agency's role ended there.
There was no point in staying any longer.
I paid the head escort the balance and saw them off.
“Please return safely.”
“Thank you for using our escort agency. We wish you luck, Master.”
With that, the escort agency people left Yeonji Mountain.
“Then please show us to the barracks where we will be staying.”
“Yes, follow me...”
At that moment, the warrior's expression changed.
“Oh, I didn't hear that you were coming today... Please wait a moment.”
“What?”
“Just wait a moment.”
He hurriedly ran away, and it was about an hour later that we were shown to our barracks.
Our barracks were quite large and comfortable compared to the ones we had seen on the way.
Only then did I understand why the samurai who had guided us had reacted that way.
The barracks of the Yeongseonmin family were probably just like the ones we had seen on the way.
But because I was the representative of the group, we were treated differently.
They must have hurriedly found a good place and built a new tent to guide us there.
Although there were nearly thirty of us, the tent was large enough that it wasn't cramped.
The soldier explained various things to us before leaving the tent.
We began to unpack our belongings inside the tent.
It was just a matter of placing a corner of our luggage on our respective beds, but it had a significant meaning.
It was the act of choosing our own beds.
However, everyone was looking at me with their luggage in their hands.
“Why are you looking at me?”
“Master, please choose your bed first.”
“Just pick one...”
“No, that won't do! Choose your bed first.”
What's so important about choosing a bed?
Still, asking me to choose first meant that they recognized me as their leader, so it wasn't a bad thing.
I chose the bed closest to the entrance.
The armored guards and bodyguards also chose beds close to the entrance.
The Gwangpungdan warriors looked at me with puzzled expressions.
Usually, the higher one's rank, the closer one prefers to be to the entrance.
I smiled as if it didn't matter.
“I like it here. Now, choose your beds and rest.”
It was evening.
We were given food in bulk, but to be honest, it wasn't very good.
It was just a bowl of noodles.
“I'll go get yours too, young master.”
I shook my head at his words.
“No, it's fine. When you're on the battlefield, you have to act like it.”
I headed to the food distribution area myself, took my noodles, and sat down in a suitable place to eat.
At that moment
“I'm tired of this! I'm tired of this! Please give me something other than noodles!”
Everyone's eyes turned toward the source of the shout. There was a young man throwing his bowl of noodles around and causing a commotion.
“There are lots of other dishes, aren't there? Why do you always give us overcooked noodles?”
“Calm down.”
“You can't do that here.”
It's just a simple meal complaint. Tsk, tsk.
This place is not simply a place where a struggle is taking place to obtain the sword of Hyokgun Seung.
It is a battlefield for the pride of each faction.
A meal complaint in a place like this...
I thought he was quite immature.
And yet, a severe famine continues.
There are many people who are selling things they shouldn't for a bowl of noodles like this, so you should be grateful that you can even eat a bowl of noodles.
Judging by his clothes, he seems to be from a wealthy family, so I thought that the people who came with him must be quite a headache.
But it wasn't my business, so I turned away and ignored him.
No, I tried to turn away.
If he hadn't called me.
“Hey, you!”
“Are you calling me?”
“What do you think? Don't you want to eat meat or other delicious food?”
“Of course I do.”
His face lit up at my words. But I had to hear him out.
“But this is a battlefield. With supplies uncertain, I think a luxurious meal is a luxury. These noodles can be cooked quickly compared to other foods.”
I looked around at everyone and continued.
“I think it's just right as food for this many people.”
His face reddened at my words, and he became angry.
“Damn it! When did I ask for your opinion?”
What are you talking about?
You asked for my opinion, and I answered.
“Anyway, I don't want to eat low-quality food like these noodles anymore! You eat as much as you want!”
“Huh...”
I smiled and asked him.
“By the way, what is your name?”
“Me?”
I looked at the warrior next to him, and he answered instead.
“This is Mister Hae-joon, the second son of Seo-ryun Haega.”
Seo-ryun Haega is a martial arts family in Shaanxi.
They are a well-known martial arts family, so they are wealthy, but they are no match for our Trading Company.
They were even worse off than when the Eunhae Trading Company was at the bottom of the Trading Company rankings.
“And who are you?”
They didn't know who I was, judging by the way they asked.
They probably didn't think that I, who was eating noodles with other people, was a member of the Master's group.
“I am Eun Seo-ho from the Yeongseonmin family.”
Mister replied to my introduction.
“Hmph! Coming from such a lowly family, you're probably grateful for some noodles.”
This made the warriors of the Gwangpungdan angry.
“Sit down.”
I frowned and stopped them.
They're getting me angry.
The Yeongseonmin family may not be large, but it is a family with a long history.
It is not a place where you should be spoken to like that.
Even if it was just the words of a foolish young man, there were many people watching.
If we let this pass, everyone will laugh at the Yeongseonmin family.
How can we teach him a lesson?