Chapter 401
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## Chapter 401. Why Are You Protecting Him?
Master Cheongseon looked at Yeon Namcheon with disbelief.
His mastery of mystic techniques was exceptional, but now he was about to ruin the Five Dragons Palace.
Yang Hoju, the magistrate of Juksan in Sibeonjuksan, was a great benefactor of the Five Dragons Palace.
Not only did he send riches in every season, but he also helped when problems arose, being a more useful official to the Five Dragons Palace than the Infinite Heaven Alliance, which was just a name.
If the Six Masters of the Palace hadn’t been so strict, Yang Sagang would have already ascended to “Yeodongbin”.
It was unfortunate that they kept him in “Icheolgoe,” but to hit him?
Yeon Jeokha said indifferently:
“This guy, like a rat, insulted and threatened Miss Baek of ‘Yeodongbin’, so I reprimanded him…”
Before he finished speaking, Master Cheongseon waved his hands as if he didn’t want to listen.
“Even if that’s the case, hitting someone in the Five Dragons Palace! I don’t know where you come from, but the Five Dragons Palace has its own rules.”
“Do those rules say it’s okay to insult and threaten in the Five Dragons Palace?”
Seeing that Yeon Namcheon wasn’t giving up, Master Cheongseon quickly changed the subject.
“This is a sacred temple. You shouldn’t fight like thugs.”
“This guy insulted and threatened first. What am I supposed to do? Should I let him insult and threaten a disciple of the Wudang sect? And on top of that, in the Wudang sect’s Palace?”
“Oh, oh! ‘Guy’, how dare you use such disrespectful language? Mr. Yang’s father is the magistrate of Juksan, who has always helped the Five Dragons Palace. There must be some misunderstanding.”
Master Cheongseon actively protected Yang Sagang, but Yeon Jeokha wasn’t convinced.
“Misunderstanding? I heard it with my own ears. Hey, did you insult and threaten Miss Baek? Yes or no?”
Faced with Yeon Jeokha’s question, Yang Sagang was about to answer without thinking, but he shut his mouth abruptly.
He feared that he would be hit again in front of Master Cheongseon.
At that moment, his vision darkened, and his torso was thrown backward with force.
Bang!
He felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, where his face and head had collided with the ground.
Tormented by pain and shame, he covered his head with both hands and screamed like a madman.
“Aaaaaaaaaa!”
He had never experienced such humiliation in his life.
He was being beaten like a dog on a hot day in the Wudang Sect Palace, where they treated him like a guest!
Master Cheongseon was also surprised.
The Wudang sect, with its long history, had a firm order and rules.
Yeon Namcheon’s behavior was excessive.
It wasn’t something that should be done in the Five Dragons Palace, no matter the circumstances.
The fact that he had hit Yang Sagang despite his pleas was a clear sign of rebellion.
“Yeon Namcheon! Stop doing that!”
Master Cheongseon’s beard trembled, even though there wasn’t a hint of wind.
It was understandable, as they had blatantly ignored him in front of the practitioners of the Eight Immortals Pavilion.
Yeon Jeokha said with an expression of injustice:
“I’m done.”
He had only kicked him in the face, why did he keep telling him to stop?
“You, you…”
Master Cheongseon, emotional, couldn’t continue.
The inner disciples revered their main sect leaders as if they were gods.
Normally, just an “Aha!” was enough for them to kneel. But this guy ignored his words, even when he said them directly. He didn’t know where this guy had come from.
Not only the practitioners going to the dining hall, but also the masters of the Five Dragons Palace gathered.
Yang Sagang, who had gotten up unsteadily, shouted:
“Can inner disciples hit practitioners at will?! Master Cheongseon! Say something… Ouch!”
Yang Sagang, who received a punch in the mouth, covered his mouth and sat down.
“Ah, ah, my tooth, my tooth… Aaaa!”
When a tooth fell into his palm, Yang Sagang screamed again.
“You, damn it! I told you to stop!”
The courtyard of the Five Dragons Palace was in chaos, with Master Cheongseon’s shouts and Yang Sagang’s cries.
However, Yeon Jeokha didn’t blink.
It seemed that Yang Sagang was trying to use the masters of the Five Dragons Palace to escape, but it wouldn’t work.
Master Cheongseon, trembling, stood between Yang Sagang and Yeon Namcheon.
“You, damn it! Insulting the venerable master of the sect! Do you really want to be expelled?!”
“Oh! Is it wrong to hit someone who insults and threatens a disciple of the Wudang sect? I didn’t know. Oh, so if you annoy a disciple of the Wudang Sect, they treat you well. As they say, nobility is different.”
Master Cheongseon looked at Yeon Namcheon with disbelief.
It was impossible to tell if he was joking or being serious just by his expression.
His pimple-covered face made it even harder to decipher.
But what he had said was clearly nonsense.
“I’m not going to let this go. Don’t leave ‘Yeodongbin’ until you receive new instructions.”
“What about the food?”
“I told you not to leave.”
“Ah, yes. What about that guy? He did something wrong too.”
“Mr. Yang will receive treatment in the medical pavilion.”
“Treatment? No. That guy must be punished.”
“It’s none of your business.”
“Wow, how frustrating. So you’ll punish him after he finishes treatment?”
Master Cheongseon was angered when Yeon Namcheon challenged him with wide eyes.
“You, damn it! What do you think you’ve done to answer me like that? Look at Mr. Yang’s condition! Did you expect to get away with it after leaving a healthy person in this state?”
“He wasn’t a healthy person, he was a bad guy.”
“This guy…”
Master Cheongseon was about to slap Yeon Namcheon’s cheek, who was persistently challenging him.
No, he was about to do it.
But his wrist, which had suddenly risen, was caught by Yeon Jeokha’s hand.
The mouths of the practitioners and masters who were watching opened wide.
Was an inner disciple subduing a main sect leader who was reprimanding him in the Wudang sect Palace?
Nothing like this had ever happened in the history of the Wudang sect.
Seeing the rebellion before their own eyes, the masters quickly dismissed the practitioners.
The practitioners left, but they were still shaking their heads in confusion.
They didn’t understand why the best practitioner of mystic techniques in the Five Dragons Palace was fighting with a main sect leader.
Yeon Jeokha remained impassive, even though this whole mess was his fault.
But he didn’t feel at ease.
Master Cheongseon was a typical practitioner of mystic techniques, so his physical strength was weak.
Seeing the elderly master helpless with his wrist grabbed caused him some pity.
“Master, why are you protecting him so much?”
“You’re relying too much on your mastery of mystic techniques and have crossed a line you shouldn’t have crossed. You’ll soon discover how severe the rules of the Wudang sect are.”
“You didn’t even ask what he had done. You just said he wasn’t that kind of person.”
“…….”
Master Cheongseon, who had been answering nonsensically, shut his mouth.
He admitted that too.
Because Yang Sagang was the son of the magistrate of Juksan, he had tried to overlook the matter silently.
But that didn’t mean Yeon Namcheon’s behavior was acceptable.
“Even if Mr. Yang had done something wrong, it’s none of your business, a mere inner disciple.”
“Shouldn’t someone like you have intervened? Right?”
“…….”
Master Cheongseon gritted his teeth at being reprimanded by Yeon Namcheon.
He didn’t know what Yang Sagang had done wrong, but it couldn’t be something serious.
‘What could he do wrong in broad daylight in front of the Five Dragons Palace?’
Master Cheongseon’s gaze turned to the practitioner who was behind Yeon Namcheon, watching silently.
But he didn’t ask.
If he did with one arm trapped, he would only make a fool of himself.
The masters of the Five Dragons Palace, who had finished putting things in order, approached Yeon Jeokha and Master Cheongseon.
Master Sanwol, the one in charge of “Yeodongbin,” sighed and said:
“Ah! Let him go.”
Then, Yeon Jeokha loosened his grip.
Master Cheongseon, with a red face, looked at Yeon Namcheon and Master Sanwol alternately, and left abruptly.
Master Sanwol, who was shaking his head, asked Yeon Namcheon:
“What happened?”
“This guy insulted and threatened Miss Baek. I hit him a couple of times, and then Master Cheongseon came and took his side…”
Master Sanwol’s gaze turned to Yang Sagang.
He had both eyelids swollen, his nose sunken, as if a bone had been broken. Blood was still dripping from his cut lips.
It was understandable that Master Cheongseon, the administrator of “Icheolgoe,” was angry to see that state.
“Mr. Yang. Could you tell me what happened?”
Faced with Master Sanwol’s polite question, Yang Sagang looked at Yeon Namcheon sideways.
He seemed afraid that he would hit him again.
“Don’t worry, speak.”
When Master Sanwol insisted, Yang Sagang began to give explanations like a waterfall.
“Miss Son and I are lovers. All the practitioners of the Eight Immortals Pavilion know it. Miss Son and I have spent intimate moments until last night. But this morning, I don’t know what wind was blowing, but she suddenly rejected me. We were arguing about it, and Miss Baek intervened. She insulted me, so, in a fit of rage, I insulted her too. Then, young Yeon appeared and, seeing that I dared to insult a disciple of the Wudang sect, he left me in this state.”
Master Sanwol frowned at Yang Sagang’s words.
Isn’t the struggle between men and women the most difficult and complex in the world?
Master Sanwol asked Son Gain:
“Is what Mr. Yang said true?”
“It’s true that I was close to him for a while. But I told him that from today on, I would focus on preparing for the oral exam and that I no longer wanted to be with him. He said he couldn’t and that I had to do what he wanted, and then he…”
Son Gain briefly summarized what had happened with Yang Sagang.
“Hmm…”
A guttural sound came from Master Sanwol’s mouth.
As he suspected, it was a love affair.
Of course, Yang Sagang had made a big mistake by insulting and threatening Baek Seolyeon.
But his position couldn’t be understood.
If his lover changed her mind overnight, it wouldn’t be strange for him to say worse things.
‘The son of the magistrate of Juksan, so he couldn’t hold back anymore.’
The problem was Yeon Namcheon.
If they handed him over to the Council of Elders, the sect leader would make the decision.
Not only had he left Yang Sagang in that state, but he had also subdued Master Cheongseon, a venerable master of the sect.
If one considered the severe discipline of the Wudang sect, expulsion would be the least, and he could even lose his dantian.
‘Oh, oh! Even if the leader, Master Cheongmyeon, wanted to forgive him, the sect leader wouldn’t stand idly by.’
Master Sanwol, who was thoughtful, opened his mouth.
“Namcheon. Master Cheongseon mentioned the Council of Elders, so it can’t be overlooked. I’ll do my best to prevent the matter from escalating. From now on, be careful with your actions so that you are not accused of anything.”
“Yes. But what about that rat?”
“Ah! Magistrate Yang is a great guest of the Wudang Sect. It doesn’t seem that Mr. Yang can be accused for what has happened so far.”
The corner of Yang Sagang’s mouth curved upward.
If the administrator of “Yeodongbin” said that, it would surely be so.
“Ah, but it can’t be.”
Master Sanwol asked Yang Sagang:
“Mr. Yang, you can’t say that you have no responsibility in this matter. What do you intend to do?”
“Well, I don’t know. I’ll tell my father first.”
In other words, he would resolve the matter with the help of his father.
Master Sanwol sighed.
It seems that this year the Five Dragons Palace is under a curse.
If the magistrate of Juksan started to put up obstacles, the management of the Five Dragons Palace would go to hell.
Just when Master Sanwol was standing with a worried expression.
Yeon Jeokha approached Yang Sagang, who was relaxed.
“Hey, rat. Go running to tell your dad. You have to tell him. Tell him I beat you up more for saying that.”
With a “Plaf!”, Yang Sagang’s head turned to one side.