Chapter 17
Chapter 17
17.
The Intoxicated Threat (2)
I intended to torment them a bit with alcohol.
"By the way, do you two have plenty of time to drink today? I have a lot to discuss with you, and you'll need to put in a good word with the Black Cat Clan."
Han Gook chuckled.
"You're not as inflexible as I thought. We have plenty of time. We usually receive hospitality at the Pear Blossom Tower, but this place isn't bad either."
I made the first move.
"Look at the flowers after you've had some drinks."
"As you wish."
'Flowers' referred to the courtesans, but I only intended to get them drunk, flowers or whatever.
I planned to make them drink until they were on the verge of death.
I was an immortal drunkard.
Even without using inner energy to dispel the alcohol, I was always the best in the world at drinking.
It turned out that Jeonpung and Han Gook were quite the drinkers as well.
However, after continuously gulping down wine for half an hour with uninteresting conversation, the two were gradually struggling. The fact that it wasn't First-rate Dukang Wine but Third Grade Dukang Wine contributed to this. Furthermore, I kept making the atmosphere heavy, so the snacks they ate weren't easily digested.
Jeonpung shook his head and said,
"The Dukang Wine is really strong today."
Of course.
Because it was low-quality wine.
I smiled as I looked at Jeonpung.
"Stop exaggerating."
Han Gook, whose face had turned bright red, chuckled and said,
"It's not an exaggeration. Now, bring some girls. I heard that Chaehyang and Soyuk are so pretty here, and they sing and dance so well. Bring those two."
I waved my hand and said,
"Don't ruin the taste of the wine. Here, have some more."
I poured Dukang Wine into their cups.
Only then did their expressions turn sour. They were already quite drunk, so they were trying to avoid the alcohol.
"Haven't we had too much?"
"I'll take a break before drinking more."
I laughed heartily and said,
"Are you going to die, or are you going to drink? Choose. There is no other option."
Jeonpung glared and said,
"This bastard is drunk. Jaha, you should stop drinking too. You're very drunk. What an ill-mannered guy. He has a bright future, but his drinking habits are terrible."
Han Gook also tapped the table with his hand and said,
"That's right. Your tone is the problem. If you use that tone when you meet the Black Cat Clan's executives later, you'll be stabbed to death at the drinking table. Remember that."
I picked up a snack and retorted,
"Is the Black Cat Clan Leader that great?"
"What!"
"You're crossing the line."
I looked at the two, who were now serious, with an indifferent expression.
"Are you two drunk?"
"......"
"As you can see, I'm not drunk. If the Black Cat Clan Leader is such a great man, he can save you two here, right? Let me tell you exactly. I've never lived thinking about the consequences. Are you going to die at my hands here, or are you going to drink that wine? Choose one. Madam Son!"
At the end, I raised my voice and called for Madam Son. The door burst open, and Madam Son looked at me as if waiting for an order.
I gave the order.
"Bring my longsword."
Madam Son nodded again and disappeared.
Before the two could say anything, I pointed my finger and said,
"I'll give you time until Madam Son brings the sword. If you don't drink it, I'll take it as the start of a Life and Death Duel of two against one right here. I expect you two to be better than The Jo Brothers. After all, you're masters of the Black Cat Clan, so you must be stronger than The Jo Brothers."
While I was talking, the two's complexions had turned pale. They weren't confident in beating me even when they weren't drunk, but now they were heavily intoxicated, so they were even more intimidated.
I glared at the two with clear eyes.
"Decide quickly. I can hear footsteps. Thump, thump, thump. It seems she's here."
Soon, Madam Son's footsteps were heard. As the door opened again with a creak, the two hurriedly drank the Dukang Wine.
"Kuh..."
"Kuek..."
The two's expressions contorted. It was only natural, as they were forcing the Third Grade Dukang Wine down their throats without a break.
I placed the longsword that Madam Son handed me on the table and poured more wine.
"Good. Madam Son."
Madam Son looked at me with her hands respectfully clasped in front of her.
I pointed at Jeonpung and Han Gook and said,
"These esteemed guests are subtly looking down on me. After all, if you're from Shop Assistant background, you'll be looked down on everywhere. Madam Son, you were like that too, weren't you?"
Madam Son nodded.
"Is it because they trust the Black Cat Clan as their backing? But if I was afraid of the Black Cat Clan in the first place, I wouldn't have killed the Cho Family bastards, would I? Right or wrong?"
Madam Son nodded vigorously.
'That's right.'
I pointed at the two's wine cups again.
"Come on, let's drink. Madam Son, tell Cha Seong-tae to gather all the martial artists attached to the three Houses of pleasure and have them wait below. If these two, Brother Jeon and Brother Han, escape, kill them on the spot or bring them back to me. I'll give them a punishment drink then."
Madam Son nodded as if she understood my intentions and left.
Jeonpung and Han Gook were so drunk that they could barely stand. Even so, they knew that if they attacked me now, they would die immediately.
Jeonpung said,
"I'll go to the restroom for a moment."
I looked at his expression and said,
"Are you going to throw up?"
"It's just urine."
"Seeing that you still have the will to control your bowels, you're not drunk enough. Not drunk enough. You don't know the proper way to drink. Madam Son, order some more wine first and then deliver the message."
Madam Son, who had been walking down the hallway, reappeared and nodded her head, keeping her mouth tightly shut, before closing the door.
Jeonpung and Han Gook were so drunk that they thought even Madam Son, who never opened her mouth, was scary. Perhaps it was because they were afraid that I would really tear Madam Son's mouth apart.
The two were out of their minds.
A little later, Madam Son entered with Third Grade Dukang Wine. After putting down the Third Grade Dukang Wine, Madam Son frowned for a moment and then gestured to the two like this:
[Here, don't, throw up.]
As Madam Son went out again, I poured wine and said,
"Now, let's drink."
At these words, the two hurriedly covered their mouths. They were almost on the verge of fainting.
I drank the same amount of wine as the two.
This time, I had no choice but to pour and drink the wine alone, saying to the two,
"Brother Jeon, Brother Han. Please put in a good word with the Black Cat Clan."
Even though it was ambiguous what they were supposed to say, the two nodded repeatedly.
"I will definitely put in a good word."
"Nothing will happen."
"Well, it doesn't really matter if you say bad things. The Black Cat Clan Leader can ignore me. But if things go awry and we end up fighting, I promise you this. If you two are caught by me again, you will drink until you die. I won't hit you, and I won't use my subordinates to assassinate you or anything like that. Just remember that on the day you are caught by me again, you will drink more wine than today until you die. It's true that I have to be mindful of the Black Cat Clan Leader, but not you. Let's make that difference clear before we part ways."
Jeonpung and Han Gook nodded vigorously.
I poked the two with my finger in a teasing manner and said,
"Now you have expressions that I can talk to. How about... a last drink?"
"Ah, it's okay."
Han Gook said pleadingly.
"We think we can stop drinking now. We've had enough. What should we call you in the future? Ah, we will definitely tell the higher-ups about you in a positive way. Our Luzhu, please stop drinking... please stop."
I liked the two's changed attitude and tone.
"Good. I will make a good sect in Ilyang Prefecture. I've already decided on the name. I'm also building a pretty decent sect building."
Of course, it was the Purple Glow Inn.
"Until then, I hope the Black Cat Clan doesn't expect us to pay tribute."
"What, is that going to happen right away?"
I nodded.
"Tribute when the sect's gate hasn't even been built yet? What kind of dog-like situation is this? Let's pass by quietly. Later, I will naturally go to the Black Cat Clan and talk. Good things are good. How about one more drink?"
"No. It would be unconditionally better to do as you say. We shouldn't expect tribute when the sect's gate doesn't exist. That's not the way of the Martial World."
I also nodded with a satisfied expression.
"You spoke well. Let's live by the ways of the Martial World from now on. People should live by the ways of the Martial World. As for killing the Cho Family bastards, please convey this."
"Tell me."
"Lee Jaha of Ilyang Prefecture killed the three Luzhu because they did not abide by the ways of the Martial World."
"I will definitely convey that."
While the two were doing their best not to lose consciousness, I drank again. Now, the two were frowning every time I drank. It seemed like they were experiencing severe headaches.
I mumbled like a drunkard.
"Thus, my path as a hero begins again. I seem drunk, so go back. I need to have one more drink to cleanse my palate."
"Ah, thank you."
"It was a very enjoyable drinking session today."
"I agree."
As the two were getting up, supporting each other, I said to the outside of the door.
"The guests are leaving."
At this moment, Madam Son appeared and gestured to her neck as she looked at me.
'Shall I kill them?'
I shook my head.
"Why kill them? They are esteemed guests, so don't take their money for the drinks. Escort them politely to the entrance."
Madam Son nodded and held out her hand as if to guide the two.
I suddenly thought that Madam Son might not be in her right mind either.
Or maybe it was because those two had been harassing the women in the House of pleasure a lot, but I didn't bother asking Madam Son.
Jeonpung and Han Gook barely arrived at the entrance of the Plum Blossom Brothel with staggering steps.
The two, who were carefully descending the stairs, stopped at the same time.
Young men from Ilyang Prefecture, dressed in various attires and carrying various Weaponry, were gathered in large numbers.
Some were squatting, and some were joking around while giggling, but when the two appeared, they all closed their mouths and sent gazes filled with murderous intent.
In that crowd, Cha Seong-tae walked out with a straight sword in his hand and asked towards the entrance of the Plum Blossom Brothel.
"Did he say to kill them?"
Jeonpung and Han Gook wondered who he was talking to and turned around. Madam Son, who had followed them down, was standing there like a scary old virgin ghost who had forgotten how to speak.