Fine, Let’s See The End (2)

The Domain Guesthouse was located in the heart of Jinyang County.

From about thirty miles away, shadows swayed in the shade of a tree.

“Did you expect it to be like this from the start?”

It was Hyun Hee who had sneaked out of the guesthouse.

Next to her stood Yu Jinsan, holding Seol in his hands, his eyes shining.

As if he had anticipated the question, he responded.

“Hmm. This village is famous for its dish, sweet and sour pork. I’ve heard it tastes amazing. Have you tried it?”

Why was he suddenly talking about food? Hyun Hee nodded, her expression puzzled.

“Yes. It’s meat fried and coated with sugar and honey.”

“Exactly. And if you consider the cooking process, the meat is also deep-fried in heavy oil. What do you think the reason is?”

Hyun Hee tilted her head for a moment before something clicked.

“I heard that when oil meets oil, the intensity of the heat increases.”

“Correct. How can there be normal relations when Wudang and Mount Hua have been pouring oil on each other and then igniting a fire?”

A smile crept onto Hyun Hee’s face; she seemed to be enjoying the situation.

“If it weren’t for Grandpa, I wouldn’t have thought of this strategy. It’s truly ingenious.”

“Well, thank you for thinking so, but I didn’t know it would turn out like this either.”

The atmosphere around the guesthouse they were watching was intensifying.

The disciples of Mount Hua and the Merchant Chamber had lost their sense of reason.

Nearly 200 people completely surrounded the guesthouse, each holding their breath as they waited for Chung Su’s command.

“Are they really going to attack? Even though they’re from the same Murim Alliance…”

“For some, pride is more important than life. I saw a terrifying murderous glint in the eyes of the man who was slapped earlier.”

Even a Taoist had their limits. Yu Jinsan was convinced that this great Sahyung had reached the end of his patience.

Hyun Hee nodded, indicating her agreement.

“Which side will win?”

“They may be outnumbered, but Wudang isn’t an easy opponent. Their number of first-class disciples is superior, and they also have skilled elders.”

“It is a shame that we cannot check the results directly.”

It was said that the most fun things to see in the world were fights and fireworks. And right now, we had to move without witnessing it.

“It is something that cannot be helped. We need to move as soon as the battle starts.”

“Yes, Grandpa.”

As soon as Hyun Hee finished speaking, someone brandished their sword in front of the guesthouse’s main door.

“Those who attacked and humiliated Mount Hua Sect are inside! From now on, I will punish those enemies for their wrongdoing!”

Chung Su, the great Sahyung of Mount Hua, took the lead and charged towards the guesthouse.

The plum swordsmen lined up behind him, and the remaining first-class disciples and merchant chamber members advanced one after another.

“Woahhh!”

“Ackkkkk!”

The sight of nearly two hundred people moving at once resembled a wave surging and a tide rushing in.

They pushed their way in without hesitation, not just through the front and back doors but also through the guesthouse’s windows.

It seemed as if the conflict was raging inside the guesthouse, with the sound of weapons clashing and screams echoing.

“We should leave now.”

There was no time to leisurely look around. When the fight began in earnest, Yu Jinsan and Hyun Hee turned to the other side.

With nimble footwork, they ran towards the village outskirts and stopped in a deserted place.

Strangers were crouching nearby, their presence barely concealed. They numbered about eighty and were the bandits of the Black Mountain Blade.

“Thank you for the hard work, Elder.”

Bandit leader Pungho approached and greeted Yu Jinsan.

“What did I do? Anyway, we don’t have time, so let’s get started now.”

“Yes.”

There was no time to waste. Donning the masks they had prepared in advance, they set off.

The destination they converged upon was the sprawling manor of the Merchant Chamber, encompassing an area of roughly 430 kilometers. Its grandeur was such that even families of considerable wealth would be in awe.

Typically under strict surveillance, the manor now lay in an eerie silence, likely due to the fact that the majority of warriors had relocated to the guesthouse to bolster Mount Hua’s defenses.

This was their only opportunity.

Yu Jinsan’s voice, laden with concern, advised the Black Mountain Blade members as they took their positions.

“The time we have is limited. Even if you don’t find the safe, the moment the allotted time passes, withdraw immediately.”

The expected time for news of the manor’s breach to reach the guesthouse was fast approaching.

Once word spread that the manor had been robbed, both Wudang and Mount Hua would realize they had been deceived, and it was clear where their wrath would be directed.

At that moment, Pungho unsheathed his sword and declared,

“Yes, Elder. The house stands empty now, so it shouldn’t take long. We will sweep it clean in no time; just give us a moment.”

“So be it.”

Pungho, with his back turned, raised his sword toward his men and bellowed,

“Do not attack those who offer no resistance—ignore them! Let’s finish swiftly in one sweep and regroup at the rendezvous point! Move out!”

Their raid targeted the Merchant Chamber, known for amassing funds through exploitation of the common folks. There was no need for unnecessary bloodshed or conflict.

Pungho and Hyun Hee simultaneously charged forward, their feet pounding against the ground. As their figures vanished beyond the fence, the other bandits sprang into action.

Tak! Tak!

Yu Jinsan watched their departure, his granddaughter sleeping soundly on his back.

The movements of everyone involved were markedly different from before.

‘They didn’t neglect their training.’

Hyun Hee’s help proved crucial. The bandits, cornered and desperate, had learned the martial arts of Wudang, leading to their rapid growth.

Lost in thought, Yu Jinsan was startled by a whistle from inside the manor, followed by a growing commotion. This was not a surprise, as he had anticipated it.

But as time passed, anxiety set in, leaving him powerless to stop it.

The noise escalated, and now there was the unmistakable sound of weapons clashing.

‘Are there still warriors left inside?’

The delay fueled Yu Jinsan’s anxiety.

Suddenly, his granddaughter’s voice came from behind.

“Unnie, ahhaha.”

Yu Jinsan unwrapped the cloth around her and lowered the child to the ground, then sat down to meet her eyes.

“Slept well, my child? Do you want Unnie?”

He struggled to understand her.

Yu Seol pointed at the wall with her index finger and cooed.

“Unnie cry~ Who hit?”

In that moment, a desperate scream pierced the air from inside the manor.

“Kuaak!!”

That was the beginning.

“Kuaak!”

“Ack!!”

Screams followed in quick succession. It seemed a formidable opponent had emerged. If this continued, and time ran out, they would not be left unscathed.

Time was short, and there was no chance to strap the child back on before making a decision.

“Child, just wait a moment. I will be back soon, so you can wait here, right?”

“Understand.”

She seemed to comprehend, blinking her big eyes and nodding.

“I will come back soon, so do not go anywhere and stay still.”

“Uh!”

Yu Jinsan stroked his granddaughter’s head once more and then leaned her against the fence.

His plan was to rush out, swiftly eliminate the threat, and return.

He drew the Fire Dragon Divine Spear from his belt and launched himself toward the fence without hesitation.

Taaak!

Upon entering the manor, he beheld a truly spectacular sight.

The entire Black Mountain Blade bandits faced turmoil because of a single warrior.

“How dare these rats ask where it is?”

In contrast to the Merchant Chamber, there stood a middle-aged man clad in a red robe.

More than ten bandits already lay strewn about, while the rest seemed powerless as they encircled him.

Another figure caught Yu Jinsan’s attention.

Hyun Hee leaned against the pavilion wall, taking deep breaths. She groaned, clutching her left shoulder, where a sword wound bled.

The scattered safe boxes around the yard were not the issue.

Pungho, spotting Yu Jinsan with an exhausted expression, said,

“Elder, that man is Yang Chong, the General of the Heavenly Dragon Merchant Chamber.”

He was known as the most dangerous man in the Merchant Chamber.

For some reason, he had stayed here instead of proceeding to the guesthouse.

“Do not worry, everyone, withdraw!”

Without hesitation, following his command, the bandits dispersed, taking the safe boxes with them.

General Yang Chong, brandishing his sword, attempted to intercept them, but Yu Jinsan had not come to merely spectate.

“How dare you?!”

Before he realized it, Yu Jinsan closed the distance, his spear swinging with force.

At the spear’s tip swirled a vortex of red qi.

Perhaps sensing a different threat than before, Yang Chong’s expression stiffened.

A milky white haze twisted around his sword as it clashed with Yu Jinsan’s spear.

Chang!!

With a dull explosion, Yang Chong staggered three steps back. Yu Jinsan, though also stepping back, was superior in terms of internal qi.

Seizing the opportunity, Yu Jinsan charged like lightning before Yang Chong could regain his stance. His relentless assault resembled the currents of a violent storm.

Kang! Kakakang!!

“Kuak!”

The opponent’s form gradually broke down. However, even though he appeared on the verge of collapse, he was barely holding on, making it impossible to land the final blow.

As time passed, frustration began to set in.

The injury to his left arm was his biggest problem; he couldn’t use his spear techniques with one hand. Consequently, his power was also bound to be halved.

At that moment, as Yang Chong stepped forward, his body bent into a half-moon angle.

Shhh!!!

After narrowly escaping danger, he corrected his form and charged at Yu Jinsan.

Soon, the two were fighting in earnest, engaging in a fierce battle.

Kakang! Kakakakang!

As they fought, the bandits retreated one by one and vanished. Over time, Yu Jinsan’s face grew dark.

Compared to Jong Hyun of the Wudang Sect, who had injured his left arm, he was one level below his enemy, but the situation was different.

Kwaang!!!

With a loud roar, the two combatants were thrown in opposite directions.

Yu Jinsan took a deep breath at a distance of six feet and lowered his spear diagonally.

“Phew.”

It wasn’t a situation that could be easily resolved.

As he considered his options, a sneer appeared on Yang Chong’s face.

“I thought something was odd, but you can’t use your left arm.”

He had already noticed his enemy’s weakness. But could he afford to show vulnerability?

“For you people, just one hand is enough.”

“Is that really the case?”

His face radiated confidence.

Yu Jinsan, having no other choice, found himself in a situation where he had to take a risk.

He was in no position to be choosy about the means and methods. This time, Yu Jinsan found himself in a predicament where he had to risk his right arm as well.

With a deep sigh, he prepared for his final move.

Suddenly, his gaze shifted over Yang Chong’s shoulder.

“…?”

“Where are you looking during the battle? I thought you were an experienced veteran, but I guess I was wrong.”

“S-Seol…?”

Yang Chong’s instincts detected something amiss.

He glanced back, and his mouth fell open in surprise.

A child, who appeared to be around two or three years old, was toddling towards him at a surprising speed.

“Grapa!”

Yu Seol charged towards her grandfather with all her might.

Meanwhile, Yang Chong, caught between the two, felt bewildered.

‘I didn’t sense the presence of a child? But how can that little one be so fast…?’