Chapter 950: Bow down.

“Damn it–!”

Crash–! Clang–!

Objects fly into the pristine white room.

A ceramic vase struck the wall, shattering into pieces with a loud ‘Clang!’.

Flying shards scattered across the floor. A shard bounced off and struck a woman’s cheek, drawing blood.

“Kyaak…!”

The woman shrieked in surprise, causing the young man who’d thrown the object, Cheongseon, to grimace.

“Can’t you be quiet?”

“S-sorry….”

Despite the blood trickling down her cheek, the woman remained rigidly tense.

Cheongseon’s aura was that intense.

“M-Master…! Please calm down… You’ll reopen your wound!”

A man urgently tried to restrain Cheongseon, but he wouldn’t listen.

He just kept grabbing whatever was in reach and hurling it.

Crash-! Clang!

Every breakable object was smashed.

“Damn it!”

Even after throwing things for ages, his anger showed no sign of cooling, forcing Cheongseon to pant and spew his rage.

Cheongseon’s head was wrapped in bandages, the result of a recent blow.

“Tch!”

Cheongseon, moving violently, finally stumbled.

His head was swimming.

A nasty, throbbing pain made him frown even deeper as he spoke.

“…What are those bastards doing right now?”

Those pathetic fools who reduced me to this state.

What were they doing now? Hearing this, the man quickly answered.

“…They’ve been shackled and locked up in prison.”

“…Is that so…?”

Grind.

Cheongseon ground his teeth harshly.

“I will never forgive them.”

They dared to ignore me, and on top of that, reduced me to this state?

Cheongseon had absolutely no intention of forgiving those two scoundrels.

Especially.

‘That ugly, fierce-looking bastard.’

Not only did he butt into my affairs and interfere.

‘Those eyes.’

Those fierce eyes that had looked at me.

Cheongseon felt rage surge as he recalled them.

Even though he just looked, I could tell clearly.

‘Is he looking down on me?’

His breathing, his expression.

And even his gaze. That bastard was clearly looking down on me.

Even if his words were somehow polite, I couldn’t miss the sarcasm laced within his tone.

Didn’t he even bother to hide it in the first place?

‘To look down on me, a noble of the world, in Ya-wol?’

And not even from the same nobility, but some mere outsider?

Grrr-.

Cheongseon clenched his fists.

‘Disgusting Mount Hua Sect bastards.’

If it were anywhere else, fine, but ‘this time’ it’s the Mount Hua Sect again.

To think it’s the same sect that humiliated me in the past.

‘This is absurd.’

Cheongseon laughed, consumed by fury.

What are the odds?

‘That damned woman was from the Mount Hua Sect too.’

The woman who screwed me over back then was also from the Mount Hua Sect.

Cheongseon’s brow furrowed at the memory. What a damn place.

If there’s anything I can concede.

‘For a place like that, the women’s looks seem quite outstanding.’

Cheongseon sneered, remembering the nameless woman who approached and slapped my cheek.

‘She seems strong, I’ll give her that.’

Strong enough to put me in this state with a single blow.

‘But even so, she’s captured now.’

If she’s already bound by Yoseok, it means nothing.

So.

‘Kill that pathetic bastard.’

‘And take the beautiful woman.’

His eyes lit up with renewed fervor.

‘Furthermore.’

Wouldn’t it be perfect if I asked the Leader this time to deal with the Mount Hua Sect as well?

Thinking this, Cheongseon let out a chuckle.

“Hoohoo….”

Yes, that would work perfectly.

A perfect excuse has just presented itself, hasn’t it?

As Cheongseon recalled this, just as he was about to leave the ruined room behind.

Knock, knock.

Footsteps sounded outside the door.

“Who is it?”

-Excuse me, Master. The Leader is looking for you.

“…”

It was word that his father was looking for him. Perfect timing.

“I was planning to go anyway.”

I was just about to head out, so the timing seems perfect. Cheongseon said, reaching for the doorknob.

“Make sure this room is cleaned up by the time I return.”

“…Ah, understood.”

The terrified maid answered.

Hearing this, Cheongseon calmly regarded the maid.

The shard lodged in her cheek, causing blood to flow, and her body trembling with fear.

Her beauty is also outstanding.

Not bad. Realizing this, Cheongseon spoke to her.

“And you must attend to me today, so stay here and wait.”

“…!”

The woman trembled violently at Cheongseon’s words.

Her face, already pale, seemed to turn even greener.

Cheongseon smirked at the sight and reached for the door.

Gasp-!

Cheongseon froze for a moment at the face right in front of him.

A person’s face was practically shoved into his the moment he opened the door. It seemed to be the person who came to deliver the message.

“…You startled me!”

Cheongseon yelled, startled, but strangely, the man didn’t react.

“…What the hell? Why are you just standing there?”

At that moment.

Thump-!

“…!”

Suddenly, the man crumpled to the ground.

Cheongseon’s eyes widened at the sight. What the? Why did he just collapse? As his mind struggled to catch up with the bizarre situation.

[Damn. This isn’t it either.]

A voice echoed in Cheongseon’s ears.

It was an incredibly deep, low voice. Cheongseon reacted instantly.

The direction was toward where the man had fallen. Someone was standing behind him.

“Who…! Kkuhh!!!”

Cheongseon’s mouth was clamped shut as he tried to shout.

A rough hand clamped over his mouth.

Crack.

“Ghh…!”

Cheongseon choked out pained groans under the immense pressure. The servants behind him tried to react quickly, but.

[Shh.]

Fwoosh–!!!

A soft sound echoed, forcing everyone to freeze.

[I do not like noise. So, be quiet.]

An immense pressure washed over the room.

“Gurgle….”

“…Uh… Ack….”

Thump! Crash!

Soon, all the servants in the room collapsed.

Leaving only Cheongseon remaining.

He too was left floating in mid-air, held captive by an unknown entity.

His body trembled uncontrollably.

He had definitely felt the power behind that pressure.

This being… I could never hope to defeat them.

Realizing this, sheer terror flooded Cheongseon’s eyes.

And slowly, the gaze of the masked figure turned towards him.

Deeply dyed violet eyes. The moment their eyes met, Cheongseon’s trembling ceased.

Such profound terror can even still trembling.

This was the realization Cheongseon had at that moment.

The figure spoke to Cheongseon.

[Now, I shall free your mouth.]

His heart pounded with every word he heard.

[Do you remember what I just said?]

“…”

-I do not like noise.

Recalling those words, Cheongseon nodded repeatedly.

[Good. You’re smart.]

The figure spoke, slowly loosening his grip.

Only then did his mouth regain freedom, but Cheongseon couldn’t utter a word.

All he could do was remain silent, gazing at the figure with trembling eyes.

That was the only action he could manage.

The figure watched him silently, then opened his mouth again to speak to Cheongseon.

[Scion of the Azure Clan. There is one thing you must do from now on.]

A voice that sounded somewhat amused.

Simultaneously, the voice, sinking endlessly low, was enough to slowly gnaw at Cheongseon’s insides.

Who on earth is this? Who are they to suddenly have me cornered like this?

If they called me Scion of the Azure Clan, do they know who I am and are doing this deliberately?

All sorts of questions raced through his mind, but.

[From now on, guide me to where your father is. Otherwise, I will tear your limbs off.]

The words that followed made Cheongseon unable to think of anything else.

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The heart of the Azure Mansion.

The largest and most magnificent structure among all the buildings.

Every material used in its construction was top-tier.

The artisans involved in its creation were the most skilled.

As it was the residence of the Azure family’s rulers for generations, it had to be built this way.

Furthermore, as leadership changed hands through the generations, it was constantly modified, growing ever larger and more magnificent.

And what about the interior?

It wasn’t just beautiful on the outside; the interior was meticulously crafted, boasting a sophistication unparalleled by others.

A grand chair stood within this space.

It was a seat that rightfully belonged to the Leader.

Yet, the one seated there was a young man with light green hair.

The Leader, Cheong-irang, knelt on the floor, facing him.

Cheong-irang spoke to the young man without lifting his head.

“…I greet the great General.”

Hearing this, the young man, Yusa, chuckled.

“Have you been well?”

“…Thanks to your grace, General, I am always comfortable.”

“You certainly seem to be. This chair wasn’t here last time, was it? Looks like you’ve changed it again?”

“…Well….”

“No, it’s fine. It’s good to change things up. This chair is quite plush, which is amusing.”

As if genuinely amused, Yusa shifted slightly on the chair.

Then, looking directly at Cheong-irang, he got straight to the point.

“Ah, the reason I came isn’t anything major. Cheongseon-ah. Come somewhere with me.”

“…What?”

Cheong-irang was taken aback by Yusa’s words.

Go somewhere with me?

“…What exactly do you mean…?”

“What do you mean? You heard me. Come somewhere with me. Someone’s looking for you.”

“…”

Looking for me?

At Yusa’s words, Cheong-irang’s mind raced.

Is the General here to take me somewhere?

Who could possibly dispatch that entity on such an errand?

They must be at least General-level.

‘…Why would someone like that?’

They don’t pay attention unless it concerns their own country.

Yet they sent Yusa to bring me here.

“May I dare ask… what the situation is?”

To Cheong-irang’s cautious question, Yusa tilted his head and replied.

“It’s nothing major. It’s just….”

Just as he was about to explain.

Swish…!

“…Hm?”

Suddenly, Yusa stopped mid-sentence.

“General…?”

Wondering why, he tried to ask again, but.

“…Hut…?”

Cheong-irang too had to stifle a gasp shortly after.

And the two turned towards the door.

Something could be felt beyond that door.

It was drawing nearer.

“What is it?”

Sensing it, Yusa smiled.

“Looks like we have a guest?”

It seemed an unfamiliar guest had arrived.

Creeeak.

“Gasp….”

The first to tumble out was the handsome young man with blue hair.

It was Cheongseon, the Leader’s son.

Perhaps shoved by force, he rolled onto the floor.

Cheong-irang’s eyes widened like saucers at the sight, but.

Yusa, however, paid him no attention whatsoever.

Yusa’s interest was solely focused on the figure approaching now.

“Now this, I didn’t expect?”

The figure entering with his hands clasped behind his back.

Seeing him, Yusa let out a wry chuckle.

I truly didn’t expect this.

“I was just about to start looking for him. I never imagined he’d come in person.”

A figure clad in pitch-black clothes, nearly eight feet tall, wearing a mask.

The description matched the culprit who crushed Baekwol.

To think someone like that would actually show up in person.

“Wow. It’s nice to meet you.”

Yusa was genuinely pleased.

Furthermore.

“Who are you?”

He had so many questions, he immediately tried addressing the figure, but.

The masked figure merely glanced at Yusa and said this.

[Shut up, you trash.]

“…”

Hearing this, Yusa’s expression fell.