Chapter 57 – Mother, What’s the Matter? (1)

Seo-an’s Mureung Alliance Headquarters, the office of the Alliance Leader.
Geomseong was screaming amidst a pile of documents.

“Damn it, Cheongnyang! Do I really have to approve every single thing like this?”

“I’ve only brought up the matters that cannot be approved under my authority.”

The old man in a robe stroked his well-groomed white beard and spoke.

“It’s not because of the So-rim’s Guryong Jaengpae (Dragon Fighting Competition) that I’m in a bad mood, is it?”

“Huh, what’s so great about that Guryong Jaengpae? It’ll just be a chaotic mess with all sorts of riffraff causing a commotion. It’s actually a good thing.”

“I understand. But since the competition schedule was hastily moved up, there is no other place prepared except for So-rim. What can we do?”

The old man, Cheongnyangja, the seal of the shaman and the second-in-command of the Mureung Alliance, said indifferently.

“It doesn’t concern me at all. If I have a place to sleep and food to fill my stomach, I can be satisfied. It’s a simple logic that a fool who doesn’t understand is making it complicated.”

“I’ll definitely tell the shaman’s fool that it was entirely my decision.”

“I believe you. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve grown tired of bothersome things.”

“So, this document approval-“

“Of course, it should be done by the Alliance Leader.”

Geomseong’s expression crumpled miserably.

This was all the hardship that resulted from chasing away the blood demons and hastily rescheduling the event, and without anywhere to complain, Geomseong stamped the seal.

“Oh, speaking of rescheduling, one of the victims of the blood demons has expressed their intention not to participate in the Guryong Jaengpae.”

“What? Why?”

Just as he was enduring the hardship, someone appeared who made his efforts meaningless, and Geomseong’s eyes flipped for a moment.

“It seems they still feel their skills are lacking and want to prepare more.”

“No, didn’t they read the letter I wrote? Who the hell is this person?”

Although it wasn’t explicitly stated, the letter was written in a way that hinted at wanting them to participate in the Guryong Jaengpae to protect the talents.

“He’s a young man named Gang Yoon… but his circumstances are a bit complicated.”

A disciple who followed in the footsteps of Eungo-gi, the hidden master of the Do-mun. He resembled Jegal Mireyeong, who used to be Sam Bong in the past.

Playing the role of a son under the tacit approval of the people around her to heal the illness of her heart.

“He must not be a bad young man… According to the reply sent by the Tangga, he explained it well and declined.”

He wasn’t an outright villain, and it was a choice he made for himself, but Geomseong felt strangely uneasy.

“I should go see for myself. Perhaps it was a wrong choice made out of youthful recklessness…”

“Go ahead. Even though the people at So-rim Temple are struggling with inadequate preparations due to the documents not being approved, what does it matter?”

Cheongnyangja, who had risen from his seat with a sigh, felt the approaching presence of the granddaughter of the Alliance Leader, who was walking briskly towards the office.

Thud.

“Grandfather…!”

“Alliance Leader, this is the Mureung Alliance. Please refrain from using personal titles.”

Cheongnyangja, stroking his white beard, pointed out to the young girl, who resembled the Alliance Leader’s granddaughter.

“Alliance Leader, I’m sure I have more reason to visit the Alliance Leader’s office than you, the granddaughter of the Alliance Leader.”

Hwangbo Hyosun, the granddaughter of the Alliance Leader and the second-in-command of the Baekho Faction, one of the martial arts groups within the Mureung Alliance, crouched down, not much different from her grandfather.

“It’s good to make the titles clear, but don’t be too harsh on people. Second-in-command, what’s the matter?”

“Well, it’s not that…”

The story Hwangbo Hyosun brought was surprising.

The Demon Cult! It wasn’t a majority, but information had come up that some factions of the Demon Cult had become active, starting with Sachon.

“One of them even attacked people in broad daylight? These bastards…”

Geomseong, who had been unable to find a way to vent his anger until a moment ago, suddenly changed his demeanor upon hearing news of the Demon Cult’s movements.

“We don’t have detailed information yet, but I judged that it was urgent to report based on the information we have.”

“Good, you did well.”

Geomseong closed his eyes for a moment and calmed himself down. He knew that getting excited wouldn’t help at all, especially at his age.

“Let’s talk based on the information we have gathered so far. What does the Second-in-command think?”

“The fact that their activities are centered around Sachon and that, except for one person, they haven’t shown any conspicuous actions…”

“Another blood demon, huh…”

Hwangbo Hyosun fell silent at Geomseong’s words. In the end, they had sent someone to gather information because they didn’t know how the blood demons were moving.

Although the blood demons were classified as part of the Demon Cult, they didn’t have a strong connection to the martial arts world, and Geomseong knew that very well.

“That bastard will do whatever he wants until he dies.”

He was a man who had shown no intention of raising an heir, not even showing any signs of wanting to heal the wounds of the martial arts world.

As long as that man lived, the Baekho Faction would never be at peace. Unless they could kill him, all they could do was wait for time to take care of him.

That was all Geomseong wished for.

“We still lack information, and it’s difficult to make hasty judgments since we don’t know when they will start using force…”

“How do you plan to deal with unexpected situations then?”

“We are already keeping a close eye on all the movements that have been identified by the Baekho Faction.”

“If that’s the case, the issue with the Demon Cult doesn’t seem so urgent. Keep a close eye on them, but be prepared to suppress them if any suspicious activities arise.”

The Baekho Faction specialized in intelligence missions rather than direct combat. There was always a possibility that they would lack the necessary force.

Geomseong shared the information with the Jujak Faction and instructed them to be ready for emergency deployment. Then, he stopped Hwangbo Hyosun, who was about to leave.

“Hyosun.”

“Yes, Grandfather.”

If their report was already finished, did Cheongnyangja consider this as a private conversation between grandchildren? He didn’t say anything.

“Your grandfather has a favor to ask…”

Geomseong decided to send his granddaughter to Sachon.

Seeing Dang Hye-won and Paeng Yeon-hwa standing side by side made my cock twitch.

Both of them were my women, who loved my cock dearly. How could my cock not twitch?

But as soon as Paeng Yeon-hwa opened her mouth, my cock immediately went limp.

“Have you thought about how to tell Ryeong about the truth?”

Could I not tremble under this wicked plan to take away one of my mistresses?

“I’ll say it again, if you don’t tell her, I’ll go and tell her myself.”

“Sister, don’t rush things…”

“Miss, I have to say this because I’m speaking from a position where I intervened later, but this kind of relationship is not normal.”

Three married women were having relationships with one man at the same time. It wasn’t normal, indeed.

“Especially you, Miss. Oh, don’t you have a child as well? If we leave this ambiguous, it’s obvious that it will cause even bigger trouble later.”

Paeng Yeon-hwa’s eyes glanced at Dang Hye-won’s belly.

Dang Hye-won smiled softly and caressed her own belly.

“I wanted to have this baby. It’s not a problem.”

“Hye-won…”

Tears seemed to well up… Truly my absolute ally…

“Of course, if you take it lightly, I would also be very sad, but…”

“Never! There will never be such a thing!”

I hurriedly tried to stop my cock from deflating. Dang Hye-won couldn’t let her guard down either, fuck.

“Anyway, it’s your freedom if you want to continue your relationship with Ryeong. But I can’t allow you to maintain the relationship while hiding the truth.”

What should I do? Should I blindly thrust my cock and hope for the best? Should I beg her to let it slide?

But before my cock could enter, Paeng Yeon-hwa had considerable self-control. She would probably let her pussy drip, but in the end, she would endure it somehow.

“If Paeng Yeon-hwa doesn’t allow it, I can never put my cock inside her with my abilities.

“I should train my martial arts… diligently…”

Until the day I can forcefully insert my cock into Paeng Yeon-hwa, who resists me…!

“What will you do? If you haven’t decided what to do, I’ll just go and tell her myself.”

Why is she so impatient?

“Maybe… because I can’t do it until it’s revealed, I want to do it quickly…”

Before I could finish my sentence, Paeng Yeon-hwa opened her eyes wide and glared at me. Is that a fact?

“Since delaying won’t help, that’s why I’m doing this.”

“Maybe I misunderstood. If Yeon-hwa thinks that way, then it must be true.”

Since it wasn’t a significant issue, I readily agreed with Yeon-hwa’s words and continued to ponder, but no sharp solution came to mind.

I may understand women’s psychology to some extent, but not to the point of knowing the psychology of a mother who gets eaten up by her son…!

[Yoon.]

At that moment, I heard a whisper from Dang Hye-won.

“I’ve thought about it in my own way, but I don’t think we necessarily need to reveal the other issues right now.”

Two secrets that Dang Hye-won knows but Paeng Yeon-hwa doesn’t.

The existence of Un So-young and the fact that I am a disciple of the Blood Demon.

Is there a way to cover up this part and come up with a viable solution?

“Is there any way?”

“Well…”

While Paeng Yeon-hwa continued her sermon, Dang Hye-won kept sending me whispers, and upon hearing her plan, I felt my cock stiffen.

Ah, this will work.

I can turn this crisis into an opportunity!

Jegal Mi-ryeong observed her son’s behavior closely while having dinner with him.

For the past few days, she found it strange that her son didn’t touch her.

“He clings to me even if I take a day off…?”

Unaware that she had been hindered by Paeng Yeon-hwa, Jegal Mi-ryeong was curious about her son’s sudden indifference.

She thought it might be because he was exhausted from his martial arts training, but it didn’t seem like it…

“Did Hwa-unni notice something…?”

Considering that the day he started avoiding her coincided with the day Paeng Yeon-hwa visited Jegal Mi-ryeong’s residence, she suspected that too, but it didn’t seem likely.

She had washed all the bedding and dried it right there, not leaving any traces. She had even completely eliminated any smell.

There had to be clues for someone to notice. But there was absolutely no chance of that happening.

“Mother, you should eat more.”

Suddenly, her son noticed that her hand had stopped, and a worried voice reached her ears.

“I just had something to think about, that’s all. Don’t worry.”

Her son seemed relieved and resumed eating.

“Well, if he’s lost interest in me, then it’s for the best. Even if our bloodline doesn’t continue, what good is mixing my body with my mother?”

Jegal Mi-ryeong suppressed the disappointment welling up in her chest and enjoyed the cheerful meal.

Believing that the restless lower region would soon calm down.