Chapter 35: Where This Wind Blowing From (2) (1/2)

Chapter 35: Where this wind blowing from (2)

Translator: hwarang

Editor: Kidyeon

The next day, the Yang Clan sent out invitations to several of the clans within the city. The top twenty families within San Dong City received one. Even though there wasn’t any real standard to determine each family’s ranking, there was still bound to be a ranking considering the fact that Kang Ho was a place ruled by those with strength. This was true not just for San Dong, but for other areas as well.

Our family received an invitation as well. Even though our family had fallen in power, we were still within the top twenty.

The invitation was for a meeting that would be held at the Yang Clan in three days time.

The invitation also asked for those invited to please attend the meeting, as an important guest from the Heavenly Dao Gate would be making an appearance. Since Ma Bong GI had become the new Mengju, this invitation could be interpreted as a mandatory invitation.

My father shook his head with a questionable expression. “Why would they invite us?”

My father was suspicious of both the Yang Clan and the Heavenly Dao Gates, hence why he felt like something was wrong, and that something was about to happen.

“The person from the Heavenly Dao Gate is most likely just someone minor.”

My father nodded at my mother’s reply.

“I think so too. There’s no way that an inner member of the Heavenly Dao Gate would make their way all the way to San Dong City, considering how busy they are with the Central Plain.”

“We’ll know once we get to the meeting.”

Whilst they were discussing their conversation, I said something, “Can I come with you, father?”

“You want to come?”

“I need to start learning about these sort of things, right?”

Even though he tried not to show it, his face was full of joy. “All right, let’s go together then.”

My mother approached me with a content expression and hugged me. “Son, I’m proud of you.”

Although I’m sometimes surprised by these actions, I’m honestly happy when they happen. My mother’s arms’ are always warm.

***

Three days later, my father and I arrived at the Yang Clan’s manor. It wasn’t only the two of us that were present; the heads of the other major clans from San Dong City were also already present.

The Yang Clan’s master, Jung Yeo, stood at the entrance, greeting everyone that had been invited to the meeting.

Jung Yeo respectfully greeted my father, “It’s an honor to meet the great lord of the Byuk Clan.”

My father also showed him some respect. “Congratulation on becoming the new Gaju of the Yang Clan; your name is already spreading throughout San Dong City.”

Even though several clans had already sent congratulatory letters to Jung Yeo, this was the first time that someone was congratulating him in person.

“You flatter me too much. I’m extremely honored to be complemented by you. Thank you very much.”

Due to Jung Yeo’s respectful behavior, my father became a little fl.u.s.tered. Even though there had been a bit of an incident due to the death of its previous Gaju, the Yang Clan still reigned as the number one clan within San Dong City. The reason that Jung Yeo was behaving as such was, of course, because of me. Since I was behind my father, how could he act rashly?

Jung Yeo glanced at me and said, “I’ve heard all about your achievements, Young Master Byuk.”

“I was able to achieve some results due to luck.”

“How can the matters of Kang Ho be determined by luck? There’s no need to humble yourself that much.”

“Thank you very much.”

Jung Yeo proceeded to say to my father, “You have a great son.”

My father smiled. Since there were other guests behind him he was even more proud. How could he not be proud, considering the fact that he was being complimented about his son in front of all these people?

My father and I entered the main hall.

There were other guests that had arrived inside already. My father introduced me to each of them, one by one. This was my chance to learn what the top twenty clans within San Dong City’s leaders looked like. I utilized my memory to its full extent, ensuring that I didn’t miss a single thing my father said. I remembered all of their names, personalities, and faces.

The head of the Song Clan, Song Wu Kyung, arrived a bit late.

“If I knew that you were going to come, I would’ve brought Hwa Rin-ee.” He seemed to feel a bit regretful about not doing so, but just smiled at me.

Eventually, everyone who’d received an invitation had arrived. Everyone was currently discussing amongst themselves what this meeting could be, but no one really knew what it was about.

Half an hour later, the front doors opened, and Jung Yeo entered with four people following him.

A male youth who appeared to be in his mid-twenties took the lead, his steps full of confidence and pride. From the way he was dressed, I a.s.sumed that he was Ma Jung Soo. I was surprised; he was younger than I’d expected him to be.

‘How much longer will that old buffoon continue to spread his seed?’

Of the three guards behind him, I knew two of them.

The old man with white hair was Old Man Flower Fan. His weapon of choice was a vividly decorated fan full of poison. At one point, he’d tried to become a doctor at the Murim Alliance hospital, but hadn’t been able to. The reason that I hadn’t allowed it was mainly due to his personality. Even though he was extremely skilled at his work, he had a questionable personality. He was someone that was both extremely familiar with politics as well as greedy for power. As such, I couldn’t allow him to join.

However, just because his weapon was a fan didn’t mean that I could lower my guard against him. There were many people that had died at his hand because they’d lowered their guard. Even though I have twenty-four years of energy built up, I can’t lower my guard. These old freaks always have several hidden trump cards. It wasn’t strange for him to be working with the Heavenly Dao Gate either, considering the fact that he was greedy for power.

The middle-aged man next to him was an expert directly from the Heavenly Dao Gate.

His name was Si Gon. He was the one of the two representatives that the Heavenly Dao Gate had sent out during the Alliance’s Heavenly Warrior Compet.i.tion.