Chapter 67
Chapter 67
Ch. 67🔒 .｡.:✧ Zhongli Wen ✧:.｡.
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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Chaos
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Zhongli Wen was a womanizer.
Knowing that fact, I couldn’t hope that Zhongli Wen would end up well with Hwa Seo-yeon.
‘In the first place, it was only a few months ago that there were talks of marriage with Eun Ha-seol, and to think of siding with the Hwa Clan already…’
I shook my head.
I looked around.
It seemed that he had come to Chowha Inn without even a bodyguard.
The two of them were eating alone and having a friendly conversation.
‘Shall I watch a little longer.’
With an interested look in my eyes, I poured the Sohongju I had received from the waiter into my cup.
The unique aroma quickly spread to the tip of my nose.
Zhongli Wen and Hwa Seo-yeon continued to talk.
“…By the way, the Silver River Trading Company has been quiet lately.”
“Hmm…”
“Anyway, that side has been in a constant state of turmoil… although they can be called the hegemon of Shaanxi without any exaggeration, they don’t seem to have much power recently.”
“Hehe, do you think a lowly family that has only been doing business for their whole lives has any hidden potential? In fact, they tried to connect their only daughter with our Zhongli Clan, but it was canceled due to my opposition.”
“Huhu. Is that so?”
Zhongli Wen’s words continued.
As I was quietly listening to his words in the corner, I was inwardly dumbfounded.
It had only been a short time since he had been coldly rejected by Eun Ha-seol, but that guy Zhongli Wen was showing off as if he had been the one to dump her first.
As I was listening to it, I was angry and at the same time impressed.
‘Indeed, if shamelessness reaches its peak, its level is also extraordinary.’
As I watched the scene with interest, I drank my cup of wine.
Jjuuk—
As I drank the contents of the cup to the end, a pungent aroma remained for a long time.
“Hmm, by the way, Dong-il.”
“…Yes?”
“Don’t just stand there awkwardly, why don’t you join us?”
Tuk, tuk!
At Hwa Seo-yeon’s words, who was suggesting while stroking the seat next to her, Dong-il said with a cold sweat.
“Haha… still, for me to join you is a bit…”
“You don’t want to? Is it because of me?”
“…No. I will sit.”
As if he realized that he could not disobey the command of the young lady with fox-like eyes.
Dong-il eventually sat awkwardly on the edge of the chair.
At that, Hwa Seo-yeon said.
“Why don’t you come next to me?”
“Yes? That’s a bit much…”
“Huh? Can’t you?”
“Yes.”
Dong-il, who ended up sitting next to the young lady, seemed to feel both pain and joy at the same time, as his lips trembled slightly.
It seemed that it would have been better to just do the hard work.
The men around, and especially Zhongli Wen who was sitting in front of Hwa Seo-yeon, were sending a scary look at Dong-il.
…It seemed that Hwa Seo-yeon hadn’t noticed.
“Aww. Cute.”
“U-Ugh…”
Of course, Dong-il still looked young.
He was just a boy who had just passed his childhood.
Hwa Seo-yeon, who was stroking Dong-il’s head, smiled quietly.
Seeing that, I thought to myself.
‘A flower in a greenhouse with no sense of awareness.’
I shook my head a couple of times.
No matter how much it was an act of kindness, not noticing that the person was uncomfortable was crossing the line.
Feeling that, I clicked my tongue once and continued to watch the situation.
It was at that moment.
Hwa Seo-yeon, who was smiling happily and pecking at her food with chopsticks, opened her mouth towards Dong-il.
“Ah, Dong-il. Can you bring me another plate of noodles?”
“Noodles?”
“Yes, I feel like eating noodles today.”
“I-I’ll bring it right away…!”
As if he thought it was finally his chance to escape from this predicament, Dong-il quickly left Hwa Seo-yeon’s side and ran towards the kitchen.
Hwa Seo-yeon, who was watching Dong-il’s back with a proud look, soon said.
“Huhu, I’ve been indebted to his father’s blacksmith’s shop many times when I was young, so I always feel like taking care of him whenever I see him…”
“…Heum, I can see that. Young Lady Hwa is indeed very kind.”
His mouth was smiling, but his eyes were maintaining a straight line.
It seemed that he was barely holding back his annoyance.
‘It’s understandable that he’s jealous that a little brat who’s not even a handful is receiving so much kindness from the woman he’s eyeing.’
At that moment when I was thinking so, I saw Dong-il coming up to the second floor with the noodles on a tray.
“Heok, heok… noodles, I’ve brought them here…!”
“Huhu, you’re fast.”
“T-Then, should I put it here?”
“Yes, I’ll eat well.”
Hwa Seo-yeon was still smiling with her eyes.
Dong-il, who was glancing at Hwa Seo-yeon’s smile, smiled bitterly.
It was that situation.
“Oops.”
“……?!”
Hwoong—
Zhongli Wen, who was watching the scene with a displeased look, tripped Dong-il, who was holding the tray precariously, as if it were a mistake.
At that, Dong-il’s eyes widened, and at the same time,
Pulsseok—!
He fell to the floor.
“U-Ugh…!”
“Oh dear, I was trying to get up from my seat and accidentally tripped you.”
“Ugh… m-my leg…”
Perhaps because he was unprepared, and at that moment he was holding a heavy tray, Dong-il was groaning while holding his scraped knee.
In the meantime,
Jureureuk—
“Heut… u-it’s hot…”
Because the bowl containing the noodles had also been overturned, all the broth had spilled onto Hwa Seo-yeon’s clothes.
Hwa Seo-yeon let out a pitiful groan.
Hwa Seo-yeon’s appearance looked so precarious.
Her thin clothes clung to her body, the deep line of her chest was visible through the fabric.
It was to the point where I thought it was no different from seeing a naked body.
Zhongli Wen was absent-mindedly glancing at Hwa Seo-yeon’s appearance.
“K-Keum…!”
At that moment when Zhongli Wen was clearing his throat and blushing, Hwa Seo-yeon sighed as if she couldn’t help it and said.
“…Young Master Zhongli, may I go and tidy up my clothes for a moment? My clothes are all wet.”
“Haha, why not? It’s my fault too, so please take your time.”
“Thank you, Young Master.”
At Hwa Seo-yeon’s beautiful smiling eyes, Zhongli Wen was smiling so broadly that his mouth almost reached his ears.
As he was quietly watching Zhongli Wen’s appearance, and then as Hwa Seo-yeon began to walk towards the restroom.
Zhongli Wen’s expression immediately hardened.
“Ha, pretending to be so noble. A lewd bitch…”
“……!”
“That bitch from the Silver River Trading Company, and the beauties of the Shaanxi area, why are they all like this?”
Zhongli Wen, who was clicking his tongue as if it was a pity, soon turned his head and looked at Dong-il, who was groaning on the floor.
And then Zhongli Wen, who grabbed the hair of Dong-il, who was making a surprised expression at his words, and lifted him up.
Swish—
Perhaps because he felt the pain as if all his hair was being pulled out.
Dong-il struggled in Zhongli Wen’s grasp.
“Y-Young Master…! P-Please let me go…!”
“You’re caught too. It was obvious that I was eyeing that bitch, but it was ridiculous to see you smiling and responding to her.”
“K-Keueuk…!”
“Hehe, look at this bastard. The way he’s staring at me with his eyes wide open…”
Jjaak—!
The sound of a slap echoed.
“K-Keoheok…!”
“…It’s really absurd. Just a waiter at an inn.”
Zhongli Wen was openly exploiting the weak, believing in the prestige of his family and his own power.
As I was watching the whole scene, I thought.
‘A typical person who is weak to the strong and strong to the weak.’
As I was still staring at the situation with clear eyes, and as I noticed that Zhongli Wen was about to slap Dong-il’s other cheek with his internal energy.
I immediately began to move.
Swish—
I, who had closed the quite long distance in an instant using my lightness skill, lightly grabbed Zhongli Wen’s right arm, which was stretched out with his internal energy.
“……?”
“How about you stop?”
“…Who are you?”
“It seems that you are just treating that waiter as an object to vent your anger on…”
I continued to speak with a slight sneer.
“If you want to prove that you are not a martial artist with a completely broken personality, how about you quietly withdraw from this place? I won’t tell you to apologize. I know that you are not the kind of person to do that anyway.”
“Who are you to tell me what to do…!”
“……”
Immediately, Zhongli Wen’s hand swung towards me.
It was as if he was trying to do the same thing to me as he did to Dong-il.
But his noticeably slow move was clearly that of a ruffian who was not even First-Rate.
Ttuduk—!
“K-Keoheok…?!”
“You’re still as rotten as ever, Zhongli Wen.”
“M-My wrist…!”
As I simply stretched out my arm and struck Zhongli Wen’s wrist, it was immediately bent in a half-grotesque way.
Zhongli Wen, who was glaring at me with a look of not even knowing how he was hit, shouted.
“Y-You bastard…! Do you know who I am to do this!”
“I know very well.”
“W-What?!”
I, who was staring at Zhongli Wen’s dangling right arm due to his broken wrist with a blank expression, grabbed Zhongli Wen’s collar with a sneer.
Zhongli Wen’s expression, who had confirmed the gap between us, turned pale.
“You may not know me very well, but I know you very well.”
“……!”
“You’re as consistent as ever, so rather than being angry, I’m just… dumbfounded. It’s amazing, really.”
As I was watching Zhongli Wen’s frightened face, I said in a mocking tone.
At that moment, Hwa Seo-yeon’s urgent shout was heard.
“Who on earth are you to do this…!”
“……”
Hwa Seo-yeon, who had just returned from the restroom, shouted at me with a startled expression.
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