Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Chapter 22. Storm (2)

The conversation that was going on so well suddenly stopped.

Jegal Ayeon was surprised, but she didn’t show it. She smiled and pointed to the opposite side.

“Good…”

Then, Jegal Ayeon glanced at Yeon Hojeong for no reason. She knew that Yeon Hojeong was not very sociable.

Unexpectedly, Yeon Hojeong nodded his head. It was because he had more opportunities to look around as the seat became bigger, no matter who the other person was.

“Please sit down.”

Before the words were finished, Dang Yangseon was already sitting in his seat. He didn’t know if he expected the other person to not refuse, or if he wanted to sit down regardless of the other person’s opinion.

Jegal Ayeon smiled and asked.

“Did you come from the Dang family?”

“Yes.”

He spoke bluntly. She could tell that it was the way he had always spoken.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Ayeon from the Jegal family.”

“Jegal Ayeon?”

“Yes.”

“Your name is pretty.”

It was a very honest and bold remark. Jegal Ayeon tilted her head.

“Is that so?”

“Yeah, your parents gave you a good name.”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

Jegal Ayeon pointed to Yeon Hojeong with her hand.

“Oh, let me introduce you. This person is…”

“That’s enough.”

“What?”

“I know who he is. No need to introduce.”

Jegal Ayeon widened her eyes.

“Huh? You’ve met him before?”

“He’s the heir of the Yeon family, right?”

“Yes. Then at least say hello…”

“It’s okay.”

“It’s okay? What do you mean by that?”

Dang Yangseon shrugged his shoulders.

“I didn’t come here to see this guy anyway.”

Jegal Ayeon was slightly taken aback.

She was quick to notice that Dang Yangseon’s purpose was herself. But she didn’t expect him to be so frank.

Dang Yangseon held out an empty glass.

“Pour me a drink.”

It was a rude action.

It wasn’t hard to pour him a drink, but he acted like he was talking to a subordinate from the start, so the other person couldn’t help but feel bad. It was a tone that twisted the judgment of Jegal Ayeon, who tried to respond as politely as possible, considering the place.

“It’s here.”

Jegal Ayeon put the bottle in front of him.

“Didn’t I tell you to pour it?”

Jegal Ayeon smiled and said.

“I don’t want to pour it.”

“You don’t want to pour it?”

“Yes.”

“You poured it for this guy, but why not?”

He blatantly called him this guy.

Yeon Hojeong didn’t care about his address. As soon as Dang Yangseon sat down, his eyes were scanning the latecomers gathered in the banquet hall. He had no intention of responding to each one.

But Jegal Ayeon was different.

“This guy is my friend. He’s a bit grumpy, though.”

Dang Yangseon asked with a smile.

“Can’t I be your friend too?”

“Anyone can be a friend. If you have manners.”

“Oh?”

“Is this the custom of the Sacheon region? To ask strangers to pour drinks as a greeting. If so, I apologize for my misunderstanding. But I don’t want to be friends with you anyway.”

There was a knife in her voice as she spoke with a smile.

Dang Yangseon looked at Jegal Ayeon with a strange eye and chuckled.

“You’re pretty cute, aren’t you?”

“I’ve heard that I’m half-and-half, but this is the first time I’ve heard that I’m cute since I was nine. I’ll take it as a compliment.”

“There were only polite kids in Sacheon. I was bored with that girl, but you’re refreshing and nice.”

Jegal Ayeon could tell how Dang Yangseon had lived with this one sentence.

The name of the Dang family was absolute in Sacheon. Among the nine factions, the Cheongseong faction (靑城派) and the Ami faction (蛾眉派) were also in Sacheon, but those two places were martial arts factions, but also dojangs (道館) and Buddhist temples (佛堂), so they didn’t interfere much with worldly affairs.

In other words, the best faction in Sacheon was the Dang family. He must have lived enjoying everything he could get, born as the heir of the governor in such a place.

In fact, Dang Yangseon had never attended the latecomer meeting until the last time. Maybe this was the first time he came out to the world.

Jegal Ayeon smiled bitterly.

“The specialty of the Dang family is not only poison and memorization.”

“Hmm?”

“Can you please leave? I’m uncomfortable.”

“Then I can’t.”

Dang Yangseon clinked his glass.

“You haven’t poured me a drink yet, have you? You have to take what you get and go.”

“…”

“Just pour it. You don’t have to throw money at me, do you?”

He treated her like a courtesan of the red house.

At this point, Jegal Ayeon couldn’t help but get angry. And so did Jegal Jun, who was watching from afar.

Jegal Jun walked up to the seat quickly.

“Hey…”

It was then.

“You.”

A dark shadow covered Dang Yangseon.

Dang Yangseon didn’t even turn around and said,

“Don’t stand behind the Dang family (唐家人) without permission. If you want to see me, come forward and be polite.”

Namgung Hyun said with a smile.

“I don’t think the meeting of the seven families is a light place to bring up a rude guy.”

“What?”

“Don’t bother, and just get up.”

“Bother?”

“Do you think you can cultivate the delicate martial arts of the Dang family with a stupid head that doesn’t even know how rude your behavior is?”

“Huh!”

“No need for long words. Don’t make unnecessary trouble and get up quietly.”

Dang Yangseon shook his head.

“They say there are so many ignorant people in the world, but my father was right.”

He was meddling.

Thud!

Dang Yangseon slammed his glass down and got up from his seat.

He saw Namgung Hyun in his eyes.

“You look like a girl, so pale. What’s your name?”

“Namgung Hyun.”

Dang Yangseon’s eyes sparkled.

“Ho, you have a pretty good spirit, so you’re Namgung?”

He had heard from his father. There were only worthless guys in the seven families, but only Namgung and Moyong were real.

Dang Yangseon didn’t believe everything his father said. He respected him, but he thought his own experience was not bad either.

The evaluation of the Dang family by the world was fear.

It was not limited to Sacheon. The Dang family was in Sacheon, but also in the world. There was not a single person who dared to touch the Dang family and sleep soundly in the martial world.

Power is fear. The most terrifying group in the martial world was the Dang family.

Therefore, the Dang family was the true first family of the world (天下第一家). Just look at their grandfather, who was called the most feared master among the thirteen seats of the holy sky (聖天十三座), the best of the martial world.

“If you are a descendant of the Namgung family, who is the best of the sword (劍中第一), you might be a bit arrogant.”

“It’s getting worse.”

“But even if you are the best of the sword, would it be worth it to make such a fuss in front of the first of the world?”

Namgung Hyun burst into laughter without knowing it.

“The first of the world? Who says that?”

“Of course, our family is the first of the world.”

“You don’t know the world.”

The smile disappeared from Dang Yangseon’s face.

His relaxed face turned expressionless, and the atmosphere became chilly.

“Kneel down.”

“What?”

“I’ll give you a chance. Kneel down and apologize. Then I’ll let go of your arrogance.”

Namgung Hyun’s eyes also became cold.

“I thought you were just ignorant, but now I see you’re crazy.”

It was then.

“The first of the world?”

A clear voice echoed throughout the banquet hall.

Dang Yangseon’s face showed surprise. On the other hand, Namgung Hyun frowned.

‘Amazing inner power!’

The inner power that resonated from the voice was truly amazing. He felt his body vibrate just by hearing the voice.

Flash!

Yeon Hojeong’s eyes burned.

“You dare to argue about the first of the world in front of our family? And the Dang family?”

A young man was slowly coming down the stairs.

He looked older than Namgung Hyun by at least six years. He had a noble appearance, but he was not as handsome as Yeon Hojeong or Namgung Hyun.

His face was as ordinary as his physique. The clothes he wore didn’t look very luxurious either.

But his presence was different.

Woong! Woowoong!

The air seemed to tremble.

There was no one with weak inner power in this place, but most of them felt an illusion of ringing in their ears.

“Yes, if it were Namgung or Moyong, they might say that. But the Dang family? I don’t understand.”

Dang Yangseon’s face twisted.

I’ve heard that before. They say there are a lot of weirdos among the Dang family. Now I see, you were one of them?”

Dang Yangseon shouted without knowing it.

“Who are you!”

His voice was hoarse.

His voice was much louder than he thought. Dang Yangseon was surprised himself.

He looked like he had overreacted. Dang Yangseon’s neck tightened slightly.

“Is it because you’re young? Your words and actions are clumsy.”

“You!”

“Listen carefully, young friend of the Dang family who doesn’t know the world. In this martial world, you can’t just use the word first of the world casually.”

“I asked who you are!”

“One more thing. Don’t be so irritable.”

The young man smiled.

He looked ordinary, but his smile was quite charming.

“You look weak, don’t you?”

Dang Yangseon couldn’t stand it anymore.

Woowoowooong!

Namgung Hyun stepped back without knowing it. It was because of the poisonous energy that came from Dang Yangseon.

‘Poison(毒)?!’

It was poison energy (毒氣). It was not that he released poison, but the nature of his inner power itself was poison (毒).

Jegal Ayeon shouted.

“Dang prince!”

Parararak!

A group of people ran from afar. It was the guards of each family who were surprised by the poison that suddenly spread.

The young man looked at Namgung Hyun.

“Namgung brother.”

“…”

“It’s nothing, right? Right?”

Namgung Hyun nodded his head with an awkward face.

“Then you have to explain the situation to the guards who are suffering day and night because of the immature youngsters. And arrange a separate drinking place. Didn’t Namgung host this meeting?”

“…”

“Please do this for me.”

“I understand, Myung brother.”

He looked angry, but he managed to call him Myung brother.

Dang Yangseon growled quietly.

“Are you from the Myung family (明家)?”

“That’s right.”

The young man, Myung Horim (明湖臨), said.

“I am the third prince of the current first family of the world, the Myung family of the nine provinces (九州明家), Myung Horim.”

Dang Yangseon sneered.

“Myung Horim? I’ve never heard of that name.”

“That’s why you don’t know the world. You should at least remember the names of the strong ones who will live in the same generation as you, so you don’t make mistakes.”

“Mistakes? Sorry, but I don’t make mistakes. I’m not the kind of person who makes mistakes.”

Myung Horim looked at Dang Yangseon with a pitying eye.

Dang Yangseon’s face was twisted. He would have been better off if he had gotten angry and cursed, but he couldn’t stand that kind of arrogant look.

“…You, don’t think of going back alive.”

“Pr, prince!”

He heard Han Homyeong’s scream from afar, but Dang Yangseon didn’t stop.

Tstststs.

A faint purple energy flowed from Dang Yangseon’s body. He was emitting poison power (毒功) in earnest.

Jegal Ayeon was startled and backed away, then suddenly looked at Yeon Hojeong.

Yeon Hojeong was still sitting there. Even the glass in his hand was still there.

Jegal Ayeon shouted urgently.

“Dang prince! The person next to you…!!”

It was then.

Piiing! Pooeok!

A sharp blast of air tore through the tense atmosphere of the banquet hall.

Myung Horim looked at his hand, which was raised to his shoulder. There was a broken glass in his hand.

He looked at Yeon Hojeong.

Yeon Hojeong raised his hand with an indifferent face.

“Mistake.”