Possessing a Murim Clan’s Youngest Son Chapter 36

Episode 36. Great disciple Seong Chun-don

and Jong Ri-hyuk did not even show his nose to the guesthouse.

We’ll have to somehow get it to him at the right time.

This is a story about the extinction of the Zhongli family.

So Han Ibi deliberately went outside to shoot.

To meet Jong Ri-hyuk even by chance…

There were times when I succeeded in meeting him by chance.

He’s really… handsome.

However, rather than a typical martial arts protagonist, he is more reminiscent of a lanky nobleman from a melodrama.

It feels like Park Hae-shin or Lee Jong-seong.

‘Even if this kid had been born in modern times, he would have been quite successful.’

But Jong Li-hyuk did not even pay attention to Jong Li-mei.

No, it seemed like he was avoiding it on purpose.

Even if he was seen approaching from afar, he would disappear without even a mouse or a bird noticing.

Even if he happened to encounter her closely… he treated Han Ibi as an invisible person.

I didn’t even pretend to know.

It’s truly mind-blowing.

But this caused an unexpected chain effect.

Anyway, Jong Ri-hyuk is the main character of this novel called Yeomsajimong.

As a result, the setup was that he would still reign as an ace in the somewhat backward Cheongseong faction.

In any organization, an ace will still have basic skills.

As a result, Jong Li-hyeok’s influence in the Qingcheng faction was absolute.

He was an object of jealousy and envy by his seniors, an object of admiration by his juniors,

and an object of worship(?) by his female disciples.

It seems like there is no business in being good-looking, then or now.

As a result, other young disciples of the Qingcheng sect gradually began to ignore Han Yi Fei.

It was difficult to perceive at first.

Sometimes, when I said hello, he managed to get me to accept it.

It was a few more days later that I began to feel a strange current.

That day too, Han Ibi went to the restaurant and received food.

It reminded me of the military and I didn’t feel like it… but anyway, you have to eat to live.

In Cheongseongpa, there was always a lady who cooked.

It seemed like he was probably a nearby resident.

Han Ibi suddenly remembered Aunt Cho Jin-sook from Cheongyugaekjan and said happily.

“and! It must be really delicious. “I think your cooking skills are truly amazing.”

The lady answered with some surprise.

“oh my. no. no.”

“It’s true. madam. “I will eat well today too…”

At that time, a loud noise was heard from the row behind Hanibi.

“hey. “It’s nice to say hello, but there are a lot of people waiting in line here, so I’d like you to move quickly.”

Han Yi-bi glanced at him and saw that it was a man named ‘Seong Chun-don’ of the Cheongseong faction.

In terms of rank, he was someone who could be considered a ‘great disciple’ among the next generation of the Qingcheng faction.

Although he was revered by his students as much as Jong Ri-hyuk, he was just an unlucky guy to Han Abi.

Although I look like a man, I feel like I am missing 2%!

Anyway, Aunt Suksu was surprised by the great disciple’s reaction and bowed her head in a groveling voice.

“yes. yes. Small cooperative. sorry. “I will prepare it quickly.”

At that moment, Han Ibi felt a surge of heat.

Anger is rushing up my spine and towards my head.

I was just about to open my mouth to say something, asking why I was being so harsh.

Aunt Sook-su gently tugged on the end of Han Ibi’s sleeve and narrowed one eye.

It probably means to be patient.

The lady is right.

If you do something like this, you will most likely get kicked out.

And that too towards the great disciple.

“hey. “If you understand, I hope you can move forward quickly.”

Seong Chun-don showed off his sharp eyes.

Ebi Han said.

“yes. “Let’s do that.”

He was being served graciously, albeit somewhat arrogantly.

For some reason, that person looked like Han Eibi.

He walked away holding a bowl of rice. The disciples all squirmed and assumed a rigid posture.

He seemed reluctant because he was afraid someone might come towards him.

At this point, it’s difficult to even say let’s eat together.

He had no choice but to eat alone at the restaurant.

Through my heightened sense of hearing, I can hear the sound of Sukdeok.

“He. who is this? “I think you may have offended the ambassador.”

“Yes? “You still don’t know?”

“okay. “I’ve been out and about for a few weeks.”

“They say it was swept away when I went to catch Gucheonse.”

“Swept in?”

“okay. “I brought him here because he was injured, but even though he’s completely healed, I still don’t know why he’s not gone and why he’s still here.”

“okay? But what does it look like…”

“Aren’t you strange too? Tsk tsk tsk. “Your brother is so handsome.”

“brother?”

“Ugh. okay. You really don’t know anything. “From what I heard, he is the younger brother of Jong Ri-hyuk’s execution.”

“You’re Zong Li’s brother’s younger brother? Your real brother?”

“okay. “My younger brother.”

“Now that I think about it… I think I heard that the Zhongli family has a younger brother who is a crazy piece of trash. “For some reason… it didn’t feel good.”

“Is that so too?”

“It seems like there really is such a thing as contemplation.”

I couldn’t tell whether the rice was going into my throat or my nostrils.

It’s literally a pincushion.

Ok Geun-tak, who was so busy that it was hard to even see his face, was the only person who treated him without hesitation.

‘Why is everyone doing this to me?’

I don’t know if it was instinctive at first, but as time went by, it became clear that it was natural.

Well, actually, there was no need to explain it this long.

So…

‘You’re being bullied… I am.’ You are being bullied. now.’

Yes.

Complete disregard. They say.

He was a complete stranger to the Cheongseong faction.

And amidst the whispers, all kinds of scandals were heard… Most of them were actual evil deeds committed by Zong Li-mei, but some of them were completely unfounded.

Han Yi-bi, who was synchronized with Zhongli-mae and had his memories, was able to know for sure.

Who is the source of these strange rumors?…

‘As expected, it seems like he’s the only one.’

Han Yi-bi could not help but be deeply suspicious of Jong Li-hyuk.

‘On the outside, he acts like a saint and goes around claiming to be a member of the Cheongseong faction that is fair and implements justice, but on the inside, he is completely black. You’re such a bastard who doesn’t deserve to be a main character… To bully me so cruelly behind my back… You’re instigating bullying.’

Han Yi-bi gritted her teeth every time she saw Jong Ri-hyuk from afar.

And every time this was discovered, the Qingcheng faction figures were amplifying the type and intensity of the gossip about ‘Zhong Li-mae’.

‘The person who did such a bad thing was not me, but Zhong Li-mae!’

It’s unfair, but who will understand… He’s wearing the shell of a Zhongrimae right now.

‘Ugh… it’s a waste of time.’

My body was also itching. There was nothing to do and no one to talk to.

Seo Eui-jae occasionally visited, but he was very busy… and it was difficult to talk openly with him due to the basic generational difference(?).

Then one day it happened.

Han Ibi was wandering around the grounds aimlessly.

It was because it was so boring.

‘iced coffee. Oh… what is this crazy woman doing that won’t even give me the quests I was busy doing on my days…’

Most of the students were busy training martial arts or studying scriptures until late in the evening.

As Han Yi Fei was wandering around the Qingcheng Sect, she suddenly remembered the place she had visited inside Song Myeong-cheon’s body.

‘Is it still… there?’

Yes.

The place where Bok Yeon-hwa suffered great trouble from Tak Buyong.

The place that changed Song Myeong-cheon’s life forever.

Han Ibi was currently looking for a remote lodging.

‘Hmm… I saw it in someone else’s body, so my memory is blurry, but… Ah! ‘Could it be that?’

Surprisingly, Han Ibi found a place to stay on the outskirts of the city.

The exterior of the building is striking.

If there’s anything different from back then…

‘Ugh. ‘It’s a very messy place because it hasn’t been maintained for a long time.’

There were spider webs here and there on the exterior walls, and the broken door frame was quite noticeable.

There were more than one or two places where the wood was rotting away.

‘Tsk tsk. At the time, it seemed like it was used at least occasionally, but now it seems to have been left empty as a dirty house. This is why we are called the soybean powder clan. It’s all revealed in these basic things. ‘Nothing.’

Hanabi was furious that the incident had been buried so carelessly.

Han Ibi stood still and watched the dormitory for a while.

As if it were his job.

He felt waves of remorse and sadness stirring in his heart.

‘Master… are you okay?’

Driven by emotion, Han Ibi stepped into the dorm without realizing it.

Tables that were overturned and chairs that fell over and rolled around randomly.

‘This is where the three members of Oak Tree Friendship held their own banquet.’

And over there…

Han Ibi looked at the room in the corner.

I feel like my heart is pounding with some kind of tension.

That’s the room.

The place where Bok Yeon-hwa suffered a shameful act….

Han Ibi felt anger rising for no reason.

‘Takbuyong! ‘That bastard!’

Han Ibi opened the door and shut it without realizing it.

But…

surprisingly, there were people there.

No, to be precise, disciples of the Qingcheng Sect were there.

A familiar face suddenly appeared.

‘Seongchundon’, the great disciple of the Qingcheng sect.

And next to him were the priests ‘Son Bu-yang’ and ‘Hyun Jin-gi’ who followed him like shadows.

They were sitting around a table, creating a simple guesthouse atmosphere.

At that time, a familiar smell seeped into Hanibi’s nostrils.

Yes. It was the smell of ‘alcohol’.

It was clear that they were drinking in this remote location.

Seong Chun-don said.

“What’s going on? “This is not a place for foreigners to wander around carelessly.”

Han Ibi couldn’t help but be surprised.

“ah! I’m sorry. I was lost…”

“Oh really? “Then why don’t we sit down and have a drink?”

They say they do it all.

Still, I’m a guest…

Han Ibi quickly waved her hand and said.

“no. “I will quickly return to the guesthouse.”

Seong Chun-don said.

“Don’t do that, just sit down for a moment.”

Han Ibi thought about it for a moment, but felt that it would be even more difficult to refuse after talking about it this much.

He pulled a chair that had been set up at an angle in one corner and sat down.

We see the faces of Son Bu-yang and Hyun Jin-gi, who look full of dissatisfaction.

Han Ibi thought.

‘But alcohol… As far as I know, alcohol is prohibited in the Qingcheng Sect except in special cases… Isn’t that why they brag about being a clean pipe?’

Seong Chun-don said calmly.

“Why don’t you take a sip too?”

He handed his gourd to Han Ibi.

Han Ibi had no choice but to hesitate again, but she could not ignore his favor and accepted the gourd.

The fragrant smell of alcohol irritated my nose.

Gulp. Gulp.

Two sips of white liquor.

The miasma of the burning liquid irritated my tongue and throat at the same time.

‘damn. It’s delicious in these situations! ‘I should have taken another sip.’

It was unfortunate, but Han Ibi had no choice but to return the gourd out of courtesy.

“That’s a good drink!”

Seong Chun-don answered with a smile.

“Yeah, it’s a good drink. Well, I hope there is no misunderstanding. “Because the current priest bought it for entertainment on his way back from the village.”

Ebi Han said.

“thank you.”

“good.”

Seong Chun-don straightened his crooked body and looked straight at Han Ibi.

“Zhonglimae. Or should I say Jong-ri Muroe? “I heard there were rumors in the precinct…”

Han Ibi looked at him straight in the eyes and spoke with excessive action.

“That’s too much praise.”

Sun Bu-yang distorted his face and said.

“You bastard. How dare you stand in front of a grand execution…”

At that time, Seong Chun-don burst into laughter.

“Hahahahahaha. good. good. “You’re more interesting than I thought.”

Then he suddenly stopped laughing and said.