Chapter 237
Chapter 237
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 237
Chapter Title: What Did You Say? (4)
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Namgung Hak revised his assessment of Kang Yun.
A madman.
What good was personal prowess, no matter how exceptional? This guy was clearly insane.
A guest attending someone else's wedding to offer congratulations had impregnated the bride and her mother out of some twisted affection?
Namgung Hye hadn't formally annulled her marriage to Huangbo Jun yet, so unlike her mother, she clearly had a husband...
"Ha."
Namgung Hak was forced to gain yet another unwanted insight.
If a perfectly fine newlywed couple kept using separate rooms, rumors were bound to spread among others. Even if Huangbo Jun was rumored to be impotent, that fact wouldn't change.
Huangbo Jun almost certainly knew about the relationship between Namgung Hye and Kang Yun. In other words, this wasn't the act of a mere lunatic.
"What... do you want from me..."
Once that realization sank in, Namgung Hak sensed a terrifying malice directed at him. No grudge could explain such actions otherwise.
To drag the groom into something this outrageous meant there had to be resentment toward him or the family.
"Nothing much. Just let me take the two of them with me."
Of course, this was the conclusion one might reach without knowing the other party was history's greatest lecher.
"Hostages? I would have granted your demands without such extremes."
"No. My only request is exactly that."
"Don't do this. Didn't I say I'd meet your demands? Please stop toying with my mother and Hye further... I beg you..."
"...Family Head. Are your ears clogged or something?"
"You're the one who should stop mocking me. How can you spout such nonsense..."
"Kyaa!"
"Mother!"
"Shh..."
The man suddenly reached for his mother, startling Namgung Hak to his feet. But the man wasn't really harming her.
He had merely...
"Ha... Don't do this in front of Hak..."
Grabbed her shoulder and yanked her close. Eon So-young, flustered but compliant, nestled quietly in the man's arms.
Her mosquito-like whimper sounded utterly unfamiliar.
"Your son doesn't believe it. Satisfied now, Family Head?"
"H-How...!"
"Oh my!"
This time, it was Namgung Hye's turn. As the same thing happened to his sister, Namgung Hak was at a loss for words.
"He just wants to live with them. Why make such a fuss? Should we strip and go at it right here...?"
"Y-Young Master...!"
Eon So-young opened her mouth to stop the man but quickly shut it again.
Young Master. She called him Young Master. His mother, embraced by a man the same age as her son, already saw him as no different from a husband.
Namgung Hak had no choice but to admit the three were bound together so tightly that his opposition would only cause pain.
"Hak..."
His mother's voice calling him felt impossibly distant. Namgung Hak felt his whole body grow limp, his head spinning.
In that moment of wanting to let everything go, if Eon So-young hadn't approached and held him, he might have truly fainted.
"Hak, I'm sorry. I should have thought more of you..."
"...Was I not enough? Were we brothers not enough?"
"No, that's not it. My sons have always been the best."
Namgung Hak wondered how many years it had been since he'd been held in his mother's arms like this.
Her warm embrace brought back memories of childhood, when he'd deliberately wail loudly over small things just to be comforted.
"Even without me by your side, you'll always be my pride and joy, Hak. Cheong and Hong too."
"Mother..."
Namgung Hak buried his face in her bosom. Whether the iron-willed man shed tears there, no one could tell.
Namgung Hak lingered in Eon So-young's arms for a moment before pulling away. I watched the scene with a subtle expression.
Socially speaking, it was far more natural for him to be the one embracing her than me... but it felt strange anyway.
Still, he's the son. He has to understand me stealing his mom.
"...I'll believe you're sincere, at least."
"Thank you."
Namgung Hak seemed to accept reality, but his glare at me was far from friendly.
Yeah, I get it. Even I'd be pissed seeing a pervert like myself.
Even so, perhaps out of love for his mother and sister, Namgung Hak began questioning me.
"But this relationship can't be accepted by others. Do you plan to keep my mother locked away forever?"
"That's why I have one request for you, Family Head."
"...Speak."
There would always be plenty of people eager to criticize. Even if I built a milf harem backed by great power, detractors would inevitably emerge.
That's when I'd need the Namgung family's support.
"It might be difficult now, but eventually, I plan to make this relationship public."
"After building your own faction? That won't be easy."
"I'll handle that somehow. What I need is the Namgung family's backing."
"I see. Borrow our main house's power to crush any riffraff? But it won't be simple."
"..."
"If other families or orthodox sects step in, who knows what might happen. Even our own house might raise voices condemning Mother."
"I'll make sure that doesn't happen, so don't worry."
If it were just Eon So-young, maybe, but the Demonic Cult alone was no force to ignore.
As long as the Demonic Cult remained branded as evil, sure, but once it was laundered into a normal martial force, it would surely gain influence in the Central Plains martial world.
I couldn't tell Namgung Hak yet about the other women, since even that much wasn't public...
Namgung Hak met Eon So-young's eyes and let out a deep sigh.
"Haa... Damn it, we're tangled up good..."
"That's why it's a request, not a demand?"
"...Young Master Kang, this is what we call blackmail, not a request. Blackmail. Refuse, and you'll keep my mother imprisoned forever, right?"
Arguing facts only leads to loss. I clamped my mouth shut, and Namgung Hak sighed again, shaking his head.
"What choice do I have? You're demanding I accept everything. At least I like that there's no need to deliberate."
"...I won't let you regret it."
"You'd better not. The moment I hear you're mistreating Mother or Hye, the entire family will mobilize to sever your head."
A chill ran down my spine from the seeping killing intent. I quickly circulated my inner energy to counter it.
Namgung Hye showed no reaction, so concentrating it solely on me was skillful, I suppose.
"No need to worry about that at all. Oh, and one more request."
"What?"
"Please remove the guards assigned to So-young."
No one present could fail to grasp my meaning.
Namgung Hak's face twisted as if he'd lose his mind at Eon So-young's apple-red blush, but he ultimately couldn't refuse.
"Ah, and just to be clear, I have no intention of playing stepfather, so rest easy."
*Crunch*
Ah, did I unnecessarily grind his teeth and harm his dental health?
That night, returning to her quarters, Eon So-young felt her heart pounding wildly.
In the end, she'd revealed the truth even to her son. And under the family name, she'd secured a promise to support announcing her as his woman someday.
She felt sorry for burdening her son, but the thought of truly stepping into the world as his wife made her heart race uncontrollably.
'It comes with the condition of building a faction, but...'
Eon So-young wasn't worried about that part.
People commonly said the next generation's supreme under the heavens would be Huangbo Gang, the Sword Saint's great-grandson. Rumors had it he was already on the cusp of transcendent realm before turning thirty.
But Eon So-young was certain the title belonged to Kang Yun.
Less than two years into training, and he'd already grown enough to match her son.
Unless he deliberately roamed as a public enemy like his master, subordinates would flock to him like clouds even if he stayed put.
'Hm?'
Eon So-young suddenly thought: Hadn't he already reached a level where he'd be branded a public enemy if known?
But she denied it. The Blood Demon had taken and discarded women, but her husband cherished them all.
'Hm?'
Eon So-young suddenly thought: Who knew how many wives he'd end up with?
She couldn't deny it. If he gathered every woman he'd been with...
*Knock knock*
Someone rapped on the closed window. At this hour, only one person would visit through the window.
*Whoosh*
"Young Master...!"
"Not asleep yet?"
Even with guards removed, it wouldn't happen until dawn, so Namgung Hak said he'd handle it tomorrow.
'Hak barely accepted reluctantly, and this man...'
"Hng...!"
Eon So-young pretended not to notice his swift golden hand seizing her wrist, letting him pull her in while naturally accepting his tongue invading her mouth.
She responded passionately to his searing lips for a while, then whimpered the moment they parted.
"Guards are still around... Why come now?"
"Your son accepted, so I wanted to tonight."
Glancing down, she saw his rigid manhood hovering just shy of touching her body.
"We don't have much time..."
"I'll just do a little, then go."
Despite his words, she didn't resist as his hands deftly stripped away her light robes.
Moonlight seeped through the window cracks, illuminating her pale, voluptuous nude form. He scooped her up and carried her to the bed.
"Really, not too long... Got it?"
"...I'll finish before dawn."
"That's too long...?"
But he ignored her protest, laying her on the bed and slowly caressing her body to stoke her desires.
Eon So-young surrendered to the growing heat in her body, deciding she could discuss his promiscuity later.