Chapter 400
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## Chapter 400. The Magistrate’s Son?
Yang Sagang had an unpleasant morning.
This was because the previous night, Son Gain, who was under his control, was almost snatched away and given to Baek Seolyeon.
He, the eldest son of the Magistrate of Juksan, had learned martial arts from Man Seokhwa, the leader of Dohabang.
Dohabang is a faction rooted in the Doha River (堵河), which winds around Juksan.
The base of Dohabang is the Doha Chamber of Commerce.
Dohabang was established by the Doha Chamber of Commerce by gathering nangin.
Due to this situation, it inevitably leans towards corrupt relationships.
Yang Sagang was also influenced by Dohabang and was far from justice.
‘I can’t give up such a beautiful woman.’
Although Son Gain is the daughter of the leader of the Cheongsanmun Sect (Blue Mountain Sect) in Jugye, he didn’t worry about the consequences.
This is due to the great influence of Dohabang and the fact that the Magistrate of Jugye, which borders Juksan, is a friend of his father.
The only problem is the meddling Baek Seolyeon.
Dongsimmun (Child Heart Sect) is only called a “sect,” but its size is almost that of a military academy.
‘If Baek Seolyeon didn’t have the support of the Wudang sect, I could simply crush her.’
Even if the main sect doesn’t intervene in the affairs of its inner disciples, the situation is different if they are in the same region.
Since the Wudang sect, Dongsimmun, and Cheongsanmun are all in Sibeonjuksan, it’s unknown how far the consequences will go.
Throughout the morning lesson, Yang Sagang was torn between “desire” and “consequences.”
Desire is “instinct,” while concern for consequences is the realm of “reason.”
And most people involved in corrupt relationships had stronger instincts than reason.
Yang Sagang was no exception.
At the end of the lesson, he decided to obtain both Son Gain and Baek Seolyeon.
He had a priority.
First, he would get Son Gain, who was already under his control, and then it would be Baek Seolyeon’s turn.
But no matter how much he searched, he couldn’t find Son Gain.
After the lesson, she should be lurking around the periphery of the Eight Immortals Pavilion, but she wasn’t there.
He searched around “Haseongo” and even the outer courtyard (外院), where she used to go, but it was in vain.
As he headed to the dining hall, discouraged from having given up the search, his eyes shone.
As the saying goes, “what’s close isn’t seen,” she was near the Five Dragons Palace.
He quickly approached Son Gain.
“Miss Son. Were you here? I was looking for you for a long time without knowing where you were.”
But, what is this?
The woman who had embraced him the night before, calling him “older brother,” was now frowning.
“Why? Did something unpleasant happen to you? Who was it? Just tell me. I’ll make them pay…”
“Nothing happened. Why did you look for me?”
At Son Gain’s cold response, Yang Sagang was stunned for a moment.
He didn’t understand why she, who was almost his woman, even if they were only confined to the bed, was suddenly acting like this.
Had she been scolded by Baek Seolyeon?
But she hated Baek Seolyeon’s reprimands, so that possibility was null.
“Miss Son, why are you acting like this suddenly?”
“I’m sorry, Mr. Yang, but I’ve decided to leave that lifestyle.”
“What lifestyle?”
Yang Sagang frowned.
Of course, he had done things that the Wudang sect wouldn’t approve of, but it wasn’t a crime.
Because the Wudang sect didn’t prohibit drinking, although they did prohibit lust.
“Drinking in the outer courtyard every day. I’ll stop doing that. Now I want to focus on preparing for the oral exam.”
“Who gives you permission to leave it?”
“Myself. Why? What’s wrong with me putting effort into my training? Both Mr. Yang and I came to the Five Dragons Palace to learn mystical techniques, right?”
“I don’t allow it.”
“Does my training need your permission, Mr. Yang?”
Her voice trembled slightly with fear, but Son Gain didn’t yield.
The night before, she had resigned herself and allowed his caresses.
But now it was different.
She had the desire to ascend to “Yeodongbin” and be with Yeon Namcheon.
She no longer wanted to live like a field mouse.
At Son Gain’s words, Yang Sagang stopped pretending to be a gentleman and revealed his true nature.
“Does it need my permission? Of course. You are mine. You can’t even breathe without my permission.”
“Don’t get it wrong. I’m not merchandise. And definitely not yours.”
“Aren’t you? Then when were you hugging me and being affectionate? Everyone knows you’re mine. Do you think denying it will make our relationship disappear?”
“Shut up! I’m telling you, I’m not yours. If you’re going to talk like that, don’t show up in front of me again.”
“And what if I show up? What will you do? I can do worse things. Last night, you enjoyed it, didn’t you?”
Yang Sagang smiled mockingly and extended his hand.
Son Gain gritted her teeth and moved her hand away.
“I warn you not to touch me!”
“Why? What’s wrong between us? Are you imitating Baek Seolyeon? You don’t have to. Stop playing hard to get and come here.”
Yang Sagang grabbed Son Gain’s wrist with steel-like fingers.
Son Gain, the second daughter of the leader of the Cheongsanmun sect, didn’t stay still.
When she responded, the argument turned into a fight.
When some practitioners looked on furtively, Yang Sagang smiled as if it were a joke.
The practitioners who saw that thought it was a lovers’ quarrel and passed by.
Since they used to be together affectionately, they considered it normal.
Over time, Yang Sagang’s hand moved towards more intimate parts.
Then, Son Gain’s resistance weakened.
She would have won the fight even if they had fought cleanly.
And let alone that, Son Gain, consumed by shame and panic, couldn’t be his rival.
Yang Sagang took advantage of the opportunity and touched Son Gain’s body all over.
She quickly collapsed under his lewd acts.
Finally, she was subdued by Yang Sagang.
At the moment Yang Sagang shamelessly embraced Son Gain, someone ran quickly.
It was Baek Seolyeon.
“Yang Sagang! What are you doing!”
Yang Sagang quickly let go of Son Gain and said indifferently:
“We were having a little lovers’ quarrel, Miss Son. Miss Baek, why are you shouting like that?”
Then, Son Gain shook her head vigorously.
“No. He was acting like my owner, so I told him not to, and then he forced me…”
“Force you, what are you saying? You were panting with pleasure. Miss Baek, and after seeing it last night?”
At that moment, Baek Seolyeon raised her voice.
“See what? Ah! See how a guy like you throws a drinking party in the outer courtyard last night? If that’s it, yes, I saw it. I can testify to the leader of the Palace.”
When the word “guy” came out of her lips, Yang Sagang also lost control.
“Did you call me ‘guy’? Very well. We’ll see if you can keep living in Juksan after doing that. If something happens to Dongsimmun, everyone will know it’s your mouth’s fault.”
Baek Seolyeon shuddered at Yang Sagang’s threat.
The cruelty of Dohabang’s leader, Man Seokhwa, was known even in nearby Jugye. Since his disciple was Yang Sagang, the threats might not end there.
Then, someone said:
“Oh, oh. In the Five Dragons Palace, and even to a disciple of the Palace, insults and threats. What is this?”
It was Yeon Jeokha.
Baek Seolyeon and Son Gain, who were depressed, regained their energy.
“Brother Yeon.”
“Young Yeon.”
Yeon Jeokha greeted the two with a glance and approached Yang Sagang.
Yang Sagang, slightly surprised, bowed quickly.
“I am Yang Sagang, a practitioner of ‘Icheolgoe’. I have heard a lot about Young Yeon’s name. It is an honor to meet you…”
Yeon Jeokha interrupted his speech.
“Honor, what are you saying? Don’t say that, even if it’s a courtesy. We’re not that kind of people.”
“I don’t understand what you mean.”
“Don’t you understand? I just told you. In the Five Dragons Palace, is it okay to insult and threaten a disciple of the Palace? Yes or no?”
“Well…”
Just when Yang Sagang tried to defend himself.
Yeon Jeokha, who had arrived in front of him, leaned closer and asked again:
“Yes or no?”
“It’s a misunderstanding… Ouch!”
Yang Sagang, who received a kick on the shin, jumped with one leg.
“I, I’m from Juksan… Ouch!”
When another lightning-like kick hit his other shin, Yang Sagang knelt down.
“Yes or no?”
Only then did Yang Sagang realize that he had to give the answer his opponent wanted first.
“Ah, no. But I’m from Juksan… Gulp!”
This time, Yang Sagang’s head spun to the other side.
When he returned to his position, both eyelids were swollen the size of a fist.
After that, Yang Sagang didn’t dare to speak first.
“Insulting Miss Baek is like insulting a disciple of the Five Dragons Palace. Especially since Miss Baek and I are disciples of ‘Yeodongbin’. Do I seem so easy to manipulate?”
“Absolutely not. How could I dare to underestimate Young Yeon?”
“Then why did you insult Miss Baek?”
“It was because she insulted me first, so inevitably… Ouch!”
Yang Sagang covered his face with both hands.
Blood dripped from between his fingers.
“Is it okay to insult Miss Baek? Yes or no?”
“Ah, no.”
Yang Sagang answered hastily for fear of receiving another beating.
But even if he answered correctly, he wouldn’t be forgiven.
This time, he felt a strong blow to his side.
“Grunt!”
With a painful groan, Yang Sagang’s torso leaned to one side.
Yang Sagang didn’t understand the situation.
He didn’t understand why he felt so much pain, even though he knew he was a practitioner of mystical techniques.
No, beyond that, it was strange that he himself couldn’t fight back and only received blows.
‘This madman…’
He couldn’t think of anything else, no matter how hard he gritted his teeth.
And he accepted his opponent’s violence without resistance.
Finally, his mind went blank.
Yeon Namcheon’s voice reached Yang Sagang’s ears, who was sitting stunned.
“Are you the son of the Magistrate of Juksan?”
At that moment, Yang Sagang regained his senses.
If he hadn’t known, nothing would have happened, but if he hit him knowing he was the Magistrate’s son, it would be a serious crime.
“Yes, I am the son of the Magistrate of Juksan. You dared to touch me knowing that!”
Yang Sagang shouted.
Practitioners and masters gathered one after another at the unusual atmosphere.
Master Cheongseon, the administrator of “Icheolgoe” in the Eight Immortals Pavilion, ran hastily with a pale expression.
“St, stop!”
Yang Sagang, seeing Master Cheongseon, got up from his hunched position.
“Yeon Namcheon! Just because you’re an inner disciple, do you dare to touch me? Did you think you’d get away with it?”
As a response to his roar, Master Cheongseon began to shout.
“Oh, Mr. Yang, what’s going on! Yeon Namcheon! What have you done! Why have you left our Mr. Yang in this state!”
The Wudang sect had always treated the administrators of Sibeonjuksan with the same respect as the leaders of the Great Sects.
That was true not only for the Wudang sect, but also for the other Great Sects.
Even if officials and Murim were an inviolable relationship like well water and river water, they couldn’t ignore reality.
To become the ruler of a region, they must maintain a good relationship with the officials of that region.
The martial world is a place where lawlessness and violation of the law are commonplace.
If the Magistrate gets angry, inspectors or police chiefs will be put into action, and that would make even the Seven Great Sects shrink.
If they start to control everything from carrying weapons to the administration of the region, their decline is only a matter of time.
The reason why Master Cheongseon was so angry was that.