Radiant Dragon’s Otherworldly Reincarnation

Vol 2 Chapter 42. I Am Indebted (2)

"Kugh... Who is it?"

Kang So-mun, who fell from the sudden surprise attack, turned around in a rage.

And what his eyes saw was...

"Hmmmm..."

The face of a colored-eye person thrust right in front of him.

Even with the opponent observing him closely enough to be burdensome, Kang So-mun froze and couldn't move a muscle.

'I... I have to draw my blade...'

That was just a thought.

His body wouldn't budge as if rejecting his will. And the opponent observing him...

"Green bandana on the forehead, giant blade, and leather clothes... You bastard, you're Green Forest, aren't you?"

"T... That is right. This body is the Green Forest's... Ugh!"

SLAP!

Before he could finish speaking, his face turned to the side. And the opponent grabbed Kang So-mun by the collar and...

"Oh my... Have the bastards of the Unorthodox Faction really gone crazy? Did Unorthodox bastards pick fights all the way here?"

SLAP SLAP SLAP...

"Kugh... Wait..."

"Now mere Green Forest bandits dare to come down from the mountain? And to Henan at that?"

SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP...

"Who are you... Aak!"

"This bastard. Back in my day, Green Forest kids couldn't even dream of coming down from the mountain. Do you know that?"

"How... Ugh... How would I know..."

"Is life over if you don't know?!"

SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP...

Slaps flew in succession.

Kang So-mun's face turned left and right frantically.

'What is this? What on earth...'

Namgung Min, who was watching this spectacle, dropped his jaw.

The opponent is the Hell Blade Guest, Kang So-mun, the Vice Stronghold Leader of the Black Scorpion Stronghold.

That name and alias belong to a first-rate master acknowledged by everyone known in the Jianghu. Such a master...

"I... I made a mis..."

"Where does this guy beg for forgiveness already? Forgiveness? This elder hasn't finished hitting you yet, but you want to beg for forgiveness and call it even? Huh?"

SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP...

Wow... A new logic.

For the Unorthodox, begging for forgiveness can also be a sin?

It was a concept of new logic that had never been taught in the Namgung Clan.

Namgung Min could not hide his surprise at the new culture he encountered for the first time. And...

"W... What are you doing?"

"Kill him!"

The bandits, who had been staring blankly at this baffling situation, came to their senses a beat late.

They were belatedly trying to salvage the situation where their Vice Stronghold Leader was being beaten up like he was getting shaken down for money by neighborhood thugs.

"S... Sto..."

Kang So-mun tried to stop such subordinates.

He was a master who was being helplessly beaten without being able to do anything. If his subordinates attacked, they would only worsen the situation.

And his thought was correct.

"How dare you, against whom."

BOOOOOM!

It was an invisible shockwave.

With a sound like air exploding rather than Qi Arts, the bandits were blown away all at once.

And what revealed itself was...

"Ah..."

"Wow..."

Exclamations naturally escaped from everyone's mouths inside the inn.

Two peerless beauties appeared simultaneously, causing admiration just by their entrance.

One was a peerless beauty with blonde hair and light green eyes, a woman who stimulated protective instincts with an impression that she might fly away if blown upon.

The second was a tall woman with black hair like ebony and white skin like porcelain.

If a woman is tall, it could act as a disadvantage, but her perfect proportions and confident posture rather boasted a goddess-like beauty.

In fact, other disciples of the Twin Dragon Sect were following behind them, but perhaps because the presence of these two was so intense, they were not visible to the eyes of the public.

One of those two women...

"Honey, are you okay?"

With this one phrase, she plunged everyone inside the inn into despair.

'Dammit?'

'She was a married woman?'

'Ah... Let the world perish.'

A significant number of men inside the inn experienced the pain of heartbreak at high speed.

"How could this be..."

Namgung Min was included among them.

The women following him from behind glared at him sharply.

Regardless, Patrick was engrossed in continuing what he was doing.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Order something first. I'll finish what I was doing."

Kang So-mun's face had already swollen like a steamed bun, but Patrick's hand did not stop.

As if he had a conviction that when screwing over the Unorthodox, one must screw them over thoroughly, Patrick's hand kept moving.

Yun-a approached Patrick and said.

"master. Can't you forgive him now and have a meal first?"

"Yeah. Is our Yun-a hungry?"

"Yes. And he's pitiful. Please forgive him now."

She is such a kind and innocent child.

Patrick looked at Yun-a with affectionate eyes and spoke gently.

"Yun-a. You should know."

"Yes. Please speak."

"There are no pitiful bandits in this world."

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Yes. In this world, only dead bandits are good bandits, and any Green Forest scum you see are all bad guys. Do you understand?"

"I see."

Yun-a nodded as if she had learned something.

Yes. Yes. Growing like that today as well...

[Stop teaching the kid bad things!]

Ah, why? I'm raising her well.

At that moment, someone approached Patrick.

"Ahem, nice to meet you. I am Namgung Min of the Namgung Clan."

"Hmm? Namgung Clan?"

Patrick's hand stopped.

And looking at Namgung Min...

"Looking at how handsome you are, it seems to be true."

"Ha... Hahaha..."

Should I take this as a compliment? Namgung Min laughed awkwardly thinking that.

And Patrick dropped Kang So-mun, whom he was holding, and kicked him, sending him flying into the corner of the inn.

"You wait. Let's get hit some more later."

Hmm, he's going to hit him more.

Perhaps this person is a tycoon of the Unorthodox Faction?

'No, that's not it. I've never heard of a colored-eye master among the Unorthodox.'

Namgung Min denied the thought he came up with.

And he clasped his hands politely and said.

"If it is not rude, may I ask for the master's name?"

"Patrick Sky Schneider of the Twin Dragon Sect."

Twin Dragon Sect.

It is a place I heard for the first time.

Looking closely, except for the two women in the group, everyone is carrying two swords.

And seeing that their spirit is neat and their eyes are clear (except for one person), they didn't seem like Unorthodox at least.

"Thank you for your help. If possible, I would like to treat your group to a meal. Would you mind joining us?"

"Are you paying?"

"Uh... Yes, of course."

"Okay. Then of course, it's welcome. Here, let's go. Namgung... What was it?"

"It is Namgung Min."

"Ah. Right. Got it. Let's go, kid."

"......"

If you're going to do that, why did you ask for the name?

In fact, it is a common occurrence in the Jianghu.

It is a very common occurrence in the Jianghu for people who met by chance to click with each other, sit together, share a meal and drinks, and share their hearts. However...

"From here to here. Bring all the dishes, and what alcohol do you have? Daughter's Red? Ah, good. Bring it."

Do people usually do this?

Sitting in the best seat of the inn, Patrick ordered the most expensive liquor and dishes in the inn.

At Patrick's behavior, Mun Yul blushed and said.

"master. Although Young Master Namgung said he would pay, this lack of shame is..."

Still, the disciple's side seems to have common sense. However...

"Oho, Yul, are you daring to ignore the wealth of the Great Namgung Clan?"

"Yes. No, that's not it, that..."

"In front of the wealth of the Namgung Clan, this is nothing. Even if we bought this entire inn, it would be nothing more than scooping a bucket of water from a river."

"Is... that so?"

"Of course. Tsk tsk, I apologize, Young Master Namgung. I apologize on his behalf."

"Yes. No, that..."

To the flustered Namgung Min, Patrick continued nonchalantly.

"This child has committed the mistake of doubting the wealth of the Namgung Clan because his Jianghu experience is still shallow. I apologize on his behalf."

"Uh... Yes. Haha..."

Namgung Min laughed awkwardly.

Since it came to this, it became ambiguous to give hints that he ordered too much. Eventually, expensive dishes and alcohol filled the table, and the group began to eat.

"Wow... It's my first time eating something like this."

"How do you roast a duck to make it taste this sweet?"

"Oh, the skill of the chef here is quite good? It goes well with the alcohol."

"Honey, say ah."

Seeing the group enjoying the food and alcohol without hesitation, Namgung Min was dumbfounded.

What should he say about this...

Every single atmosphere keeps feeling new.

Amidst this, the sight of that blonde colored-eye peerless beauty acting coquettishly and serving her husband is extremely enviable.

Namgung Min calmly organized his thoughts and spoke.

"Patrick Sky Schneider..."

"Just call me Patrick."

"Yes. That... Are you the master of the Twin Dragon Sect?"

"That's right. Why? Is it strange?"

Honestly, it is strange.

He is not a person of the Central Plains but a colored-eye person.

Moreover, considering the nature of the position called master, he is too young.

But considering his skills...

'It's not entirely incomprehensible.'

The place called Jianghu is, after all, a place that runs on the right of the strong.

Namgung Min, who clearly witnessed Patrick's skills, nodded slightly and said.

"How could I dare interfere in another sect's affairs? I am not so rude as to commit such a discourtesy."

"For someone like that, your thoughts seemed a bit long?"

"Ahem ahem..."

Namgung Min cleared his throat and glossed over it.

Nothing is easy to say. In the end, he decided to stop beating around the bush and speak directly.

"Seeing that you are showing yourself in Henan at this time, are you also on your way to Shaolin?"

"That is true."

"Then would you like to join us on the way? We are also on our way to Shaolin."

"Hmmmm... You alone?"

"Yes? Ah, that..."

Patrick chewed and swallowed the food Elione put in his mouth and said.

"The son of the Namgung Clan can travel the Jianghu alone. But aren't the Clan Heads of the Five Great Clans attending this trip to Shaolin?"

"......"

"But why are you moving separately?"

"......"

"That is..."

Namgung Min hesitated to answer.

Patrick looked at him closely and said.

"You ran away from home, didn't you?"

Namgung Min's body flinched.

It seemed he hit the mark.

When he couldn't answer...

"Young Master, is that true?"

"Did you not attend with the Clan Head's permission?"

The women following Namgung Min also had shocked expressions.

Although they came all the way here following Namgung Min, they did not know that Namgung Min's journey to Shaolin was a runaway trip made by his arbitrary decision.

But Patrick figured it out at a glance with his sharp intuition.

"Tsk tsk tsk, which one are you?"

"Yes? What do you..."

"I asked which son of the Namgung Clan are you?"

"That... I am the third."

"Is your mother the official wife?"

"No. That..."

"Ah. Done. Done. The angle is obvious just by looking."

"No, what...?"

Namgung Min tried to get angry.

But Patrick's subsequent words were enough to shut his mouth.

"Didn't you run away boldly because you wanted to be recognized by your father?"

"......"

"Right?"

Namgung Min's face turned red.

Patrick's words were the correct answer.

Azure Sky Jade Dragon, Namgung Min.

It sounds like a good alias, but in fact, it also means a guy who is only slick on the surface.

For a direct descendant of the Namgung Clan to have such an alias attached is a shameful thing.

People of the world know him as a young master living comfortably because he is a son of the Namgung Clan.

However, he is actually a figure treated like a nuisance within the family.

His mother was a woman who was originally a maid of the Namgung Clan, and she passed away while giving birth to him.

Being the fifth son and not even the son of the official wife, he was a person with a very narrow standing within the family.

This trip to Shaolin was the same.

The two older brothers above him accompanied their father to Shaolin, but he was not permitted to join.

It was because his skills were lacking, but he still couldn't accept it.

So Namgung Min headed to Shaolin secretly after his father departed.

Meanwhile, since traveling the Jianghu alone was still burdensome, he was traveling with the women of martial families who usually followed him, under the pretext of touring together.

"Young Master Namgung!"

"How could you do that?"

"If you do this, what becomes of our position?"

It was natural for the women to be angry.

They thought Namgung Min was going to Shaolin with the family's permission.

But now finding out it's running away from home?

Just by accompanying him here, they were in danger of being reprimanded by their families.

Namgung Min stammered to them.

"I am sorry. I thought I wouldn't be able to receive your help if I told the truth..."

"You are really too much."

"I am disappointed. Young Master!"

"Hmph."

At their rebuke, Namgung Min became even smaller.

He was the typical image of a young master who caused trouble. Patrick sighed as he looked at Namgung Min.

"Just have to take you to Shaolin, right?"

"Ah... Will you accompany me?"

"Well, it's already Henan, so it won't take long to get to Shaolin from here."

As Patrick gave permission, Namgung Min's complexion brightened.

If he is with such a master, the way to Shaolin will be safe. And if he creates a connection while being together, this might become an opportunity to be recognized by his father.

"Thank you. master."

"Forget it. Forget it. You bear the travel expenses on the way."

"Yes. Of course."

Thus, companions increased on Patrick's way to Shaolin.

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