The Second Eunuch Regains His Manhood

Chapter 134: A Man’s Pride

The moment Namgung Cheong’s pants dropped,

his member came into view. It’s bigger than I expected, but still smaller than mine.

(Chuckle)
‘Of course, I’m bigger.’

In both size and girth, I emerged victorious. The Namgung Family’s grand prince can’t match me in the realm of color spectrum.

“······Hoo.”

Namgung Cheong closed his eyes and sighed.

When he opened them, his gaze was heavy.

“This prince’s defeat. In this martial arts contest, my older brother has won.”

(Hehehe)
I’ve won in both martial arts and color spectrum.

Me! The number one sword of the White Path has defeated the grand prince of the Namgung Family, showcasing the imperial sword form!

Sure, the finish was a bit bizarre, but whatever – I’m the victor.

Now, they’ll see me again in the Martial World, a promising swordsman and the next sword saint.

(Hehe)
While I was pondering this,

“······To undress the Namgung prince…”

“The Gongdong Alliance never targeted anything but women, right?”

“Gongdong Alliance has such… peculiar hobbies…”

“Wasn’t there a time when the Geom Bong Seomun Sojeo’s clothes were also removed during a martial contest?”

“Undressing regardless of gender! Such a foul taste…”

“Truly a One Sword Undressing (一劍脫衣), isn’t it?”

I overheard whispers from nearby Post-Stimulation Indicators.

What?

These bastards? One Sword Undressing? Where’s the cool title like One Sword Undressing the Soul? I defeated the imperial sword form!

“······I had no idea the Demon of Gongdong would be this strong. This was a new absolute technique I’d never witnessed before.”

“If it’s the gifted Namgung Cheong, separate from his conduct, he’s recognized as the talent of the Namgung Family. To defeat such a prodigy with a sword, the winner of this Yongbong Society could indeed be the Gongdong Alliance.”

“Though incomplete, to think Namgung’s imperial sword form has been defeated… I didn’t expect So Hyup’s swordsmanship to be this exceptional.”

Of course, there were reactions I wanted.

Yeah, that’s the spirit.

Just as my shoulders were about to rise,

“With such distinguished skills to strip the opponent’s clothes, how can this not be considered foul taste?! Such a rude event! Is it truly fitting for So Hyup, being regarded as the Post-Stimulation Indicator of the White Path Martial World?!”

Another annoying voice reached my ears.

Damn it.

[Hey, wear some clothes.]

I sent a direct message to Namgung Cheong.

I had to act brazenly here.

I mean, clothes can come off during a fight. Why is that such a big deal?

You know, like this.

Hearing my direct message, Namgung Cheong nodded. When he flicked his fingers, two beautiful maids serving him, the Changcheonsanghui, approached and helped him put on his pants.

Getting pampered by a beauty to wear pants. Yeah, that doesn’t sit right with me.

“Attention, Easterners of the White Path Martial World! The removal of my clothing was merely an unfortunate incident that can occur during a fight! Thus, do not mention it further! This Namgung does not consider the torn clothing a disgrace at all! I acknowledge my defeat and will never again throw a flirtation at Cheon Sobin! Cheon Sobin’s heart belongs solely to my older brother!”

As Namgung Cheong donned his new pants and declared loudly, the crowd erupted in cheers.

Hmm.

Namgung Cheong, not bringing up the pants incident and actively defending me instead, was quite the surprise.

This rumor will die down somewhat.

Lucky me.

“I had no idea the Namgung prince had such a side.”

“To admit defeat after being toyed with and accept the results….”

I ignored the comments of the nearby Post-Stimulation Indicators.

If Namgung Cheong is okay with it, what can you all do?

“It was a good match. I thank you for granting this Namgung the chance to witness your sword.”

Namgung Cheong bowed respectfully, making a gesture.

“It was a good match for me as well.”

I returned his greeting and shot him a direct message.

[Hey, who’s your older brother?]

Why does he keep calling me older brother? Hearing my words, Namgung Cheong laughed.

[Hahahaha. Of course, I took Cheon Sobin’s heart, and now I’ve taken this Namgung’s heart too! If not an older brother, what else should I call you? Besides, a man like me understands art just like you! I’ll call you older brother out of respect, regardless of age. Would you dislike this brotherly way of calling you?]

The voice of the charismatic Namgung Cheong echoed in my mind.

Is this guy crazy? Why would I take a guy’s heart?

I panicked internally, but that didn’t mean I could deny his brotherly affection. If I wanted to become a hidden power in the Orthodox Faction Martial World, I needed to build connections there.

And for the grand prince of the Namgung Family, who would one day become the Mastery of Hwakyung, I needed to create connections on purpose.

Of course, in my past life, Namgung Cheong had ambushed Geom Ryong of the Mount Hua Sect during a martial arts contest, getting defeated and giving up his position, but that was a future I must prevent.

‘I must prevent that from happening in this life.’

Anyway, that’s still a future yet to come. In this life, I can recruit Namgung Cheong and prevent that from happening.

And the first step is…

[Do as you wish. By the way, did you receive the Cheongdam Meeting invitation?]

[Of course I received it! Hahahaha! Just like a brother who recognizes art, we…]

[Don’t go there.]

Cutting off his joining the Cheongdam Meeting.

The Cheongdam Meeting is a shady organization full of suspicious elements. It was also the organization that manipulated Namgung Cheong in my past life, right from the start.

[You tell me not to go…]

[Just a little… I have a feeling it might be sketchy. If that’s the case, then I’ll just…]

[Got it. That’s no problem.]

Before I could finish my sentence, Namgung Cheong was sending a direct message.

Looking at his eyes, it didn’t seem like a joke.

[Hahahaha. But instead, at the banquet I will host next, I will invite you, so you must attend.]

[Sure.]

After we made plans equivalent to “Let’s grab a meal sometime,” I concluded my direct communication with Namgung Cheong.

Having wrapped up everything, I strolled confidently towards So Geom-hu.

After all, the public justification is that I fought to protect So Geom-hu, so it was necessary to offer her some courteous remarks.

There’s no lack of eyes watching, especially now that the title of One Sword Undressing is attached to me.

I had to attempt to clean up my image.

(Hehehe) “As promised, I have returned victorious, Cheon So-bin.”

I flashed the practiced grown man’s smile and politely addressed Cheon Sobin.

Hearing my words, Cheon Sobin’s face trembled.

She nodded.

“You did well, this prince. Truly, the skill of someone a girl admires!”

Cheon Sobin smiled at me with an awkward tone, like reading from a textbook.

Wait, she performed well earlier but suddenly turned into such a bad actor?

[Hey, why’s your acting like that?]

I sent a direct message to Cheon Sobin, who was giving a performance worthy of a Golden Raspberry for worst actress.

Hearing my direct message, Cheon Sobin lowered her head.

Her lips fluttered before she replied through direct messaging.

[Listen, you. Why… did you step out for me? According to your own words, I’m just a woman who wants to use you, right?]

A sudden question.

But her self-awareness was finally quite spot on.

[Not liking you while trying to use you… That’s not entirely wrong. From what I see, you don’t genuinely like me; you just made advances to avoid seeing me end up with the Geom-hu senior.]

[Th-that’s…]

Her body twitched at my words. Her face turned bright red.

[Did you think I wouldn’t know?]

How sharp is my attention?

If she didn’t know this much, she wouldn’t have survived to eat the fruits of the hundred-year-old forbidden city.

I had just been pretending not to notice until now.

So Geom-hu idolizes the senior due to her admiration, ending up living a life of solitude like her. This So Geom-hu is a die-hard fan of the senior, so naturally, she’d hate the idea of me marrying the senior even more than dying. It’s like a fandom seeing a dating rumor about their idol.

That’s why she played her hand with such an extreme declaration. It was obvious.

[······That’s… okay! You consider me the most despicable person on earth! But why on earth did you choose to side with the most despicable person?! Are you out of your mind?!]

So Geom-hu asked again through direct messaging.

I could see her flushed face as I faced Cheon Sobin’s trembling eyes and delivered my practiced line.

[Well… it’s because you hate Namgung Cheong even more than me.]

[W-what does that mean…]

[Of course I know you don’t like me. I know you wanted to use me. But I’ve decided to become a true man. I’m not concerned about a woman’s small matters. Though my feelings are separate, you were in trouble, so I helped. As a true man. That’s all.]

So Geom-hu may be annoying, but if I wanted to make her the senior I would marry, I needed to recruit her too.

To do that, I had to improve my relationship with So Geom-hu starting now. Not to mention, I have to navigate it wisely, avoiding being a sucker while engaging in some games of pushing and pulling.

For now, it’s time to pull. Though accepting the match against Ok Gi-rin benefited me, I wouldn’t be foolish enough to lay my intentions bare.

I have to package it as if I’m doing my utmost for So Geom-hu and owe her a debt. Besides, I’m not just an outsider, but a benefactor of her Hangshan Sect. She’s the direct disciple who can’t easily let this situation slip.

‘Unless she wants to commit an offense against her own sect, she won’t pull any funny business in the future.’

I’ll shove this unavoidable burden of debt onto her, using my position as the sect’s benefactor.

After hearing my words, So Geom-hu’s face turned crimson.

She fidgeted with her lips and suddenly turned on her heel, dashing out of the banquet hall.

I felt astonishment at her reaction.

What’s going on?

Why is she suddenly running away? What’s her deal?

Just as I was puzzled,

“Hahahaha. Older brother, have a drink.”

(Thunk)
Namgung Cheong placed his hand on my shoulder, offering a drink. I glanced at the cup but politely declined.

“Sorry, but I’m on a drinking ban.”

“What’s the reason for that?”

“Alcohol isn’t good for stamina.”

I naturally shrugged his hand off my shoulder while speaking.

That’s right. Alcohol isn’t good for stamina; to be precise, it’s bad for erections. That’s why I’ve been avoiding it.

At my words, Namgung Cheong stated,

“Is that so? Stamina, huh? Then what did you think about seeing this Namgung’s member? I still pride myself on it being rather robust. Hahahaha. It could very well be the best in the world.”

He said to me. This guy? Why is the conversation suddenly shifting to that?

But what?

Is he really saying that his member is the best in the world?

While I don’t know about other things, as the master of color spectrum, I can’t lose in the contest of member comparison.

I am the very best.

No, the training from Jerk, Kegel, and Hanging has forged mine into something that competes not just with the best but has historical giants across time, like the late Jin’s lover, King Jinjeong of Silla, Gregory Rasputin of Russia, and Giacomo Casanova of Italy.

“My member is the best in the world.”

“Eh? What nonsense is that? If it’s martial arts, maybe, but when it comes to that, my member is the greatest in the world. The Changcheonsanghui can vouch for it, so you can believe it…”

Just as I was about to thoroughly rebut with facts to declare that my member truly is the best in the world,

“······This prince’s member is much larger.”

I heard someone’s voice nearby.

Both Namgung Cheong and I turned our heads toward the voice.

There stood Ilgeumyuhee, no, Sahyeong.

Hold on.

Sahyeong?

As I was taken aback by Sahyeong’s sudden remark, Namgung Cheong turned to Sahyeong and asked,

“······How would you know, Jin Sojeo?”

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