Reaper of the Drifting Moon novel - Chapter 242 Reaper of the Drifting Moon novel
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Chapter 242 Reaper of the Drifting Moon novel
Light Novel: Volume 10 Episode 17
Manhwa: N/A
Geum Woo-sin bit his lip without realizing it.
His lips burst and blood flowed, but he didnât feel any pain. He was more scared of Geum Shin-chungâs eyes than the scars on his lips.
Even though Geum Woo-sin should have nothing to fear since he learned the martial arts of the Shaolin Temple from a young age, he actually found himself afraid of his uncle, Geum Shin-chung, even more than the Shaolin Temple sect leader.
Geum Shin-chung is his biggest supporter, yet at the same time, heâs also someone whoâs capable of taking away everything from him if he did something wrong.
Everything Geum Woo-sin is enjoying now came from Geum Shin-chung.
Geum Woo-sin would be nothing without Geum Shin-chung.
Because of that, Geum Woo-sin feared the change in the emotions of the Geum Shin-chung more than anything else.
When Geum Shin-chung looks at him with the eyes that seem to already know everything, he couldnât help but tremble.
âT, The truth isâŠâ
He spoke the truth about what had happened that day in the inn.
He talked about everything, including getting caught and beaten for trying to change Pyo-wolâs horse. He didnât even dare to mix lies.
It was his uncle, Geum Shin-chung, who was no one else.
He had the ability to detect whenever a person was lying. It was impossible to hide the truth from him.
âAre you saying that you were caught stealing another guyâs horse?â
âY-Yes.â
âWoo-shin!â
âYes, sect leader!â
âWhen have I ever treated you poorly?â
âNever.â
âIf thatâs the case then why are you stealing another personâs horse?â
âI got too greedyâŠâ
âThen you should have purchased it or even killed the owner to take it away. This isnât just about you. Because of you, even I have been humiliated. If other people knew this, would they curse you? Or will you insult me?â
âIâm sorry! I was wrong!â
Geum Woo-sin slammed his head on the floor.
Blood splattered as his forehead was torn apart, but Geum Woo-sin did not even feel the pain. His heart was only filled with the fear of Geum Shin-chung.
Geum Shin-chung rose from his seat.
âGood. Since youâre already bowing, lie face down.â
âPardon?â
âDonât move, and stay still.â
Geum Shin-chung reached out and grabbed a stick next to him.
The stick with a spiral hole dug into the surface was in the color gold. It was a golden stick he had specially ordered.
Geum Woo-sin, who saw Geum Shin-chung holding a stick, closed his eyes tightly. He knew from experience what would happen to him.
Puk!
In an instant, Geum Shin-chungâs stick hit his hips.
Geum Woo-sin clenched his teeth and endured the pain.
Geum Woo-sin had mastered the external arts of the Shaolin Temple. At his level, he would normally not feel any pain from a few attacks. However, the blow from the stick was on a different level.
The strike pierced through his trained muscles and penetrated through his bones.
Puk!
âKeuk!â
Geum Woo-sinâs eyes widened at the unimaginable pain.
He was acutely aware of the pain of hitting his bones.
Puk!
Again the stick hit his hip.
âKeurgh!â
In the end, Geum Woo-sin could not stand the pain and burst into screams.
His face was contorted with pain. Tears and mucus run all over his face.
âWeâll stop here for today.â
Geum Shin-chung set his stick to one side and sat down.
âT, Thank you.â
âDid you cry, brother?â
Geum Suryeon squatted down in front of Geum Woo-sin.
Embarrassed, Geum Woo-sin didnât answer. Geum Suryeon held out a handkerchief to Geum Woo-sin.
âWipe yourself with this.â
âThank you.â
âThank you? Iâm just afraid of what other people will say about my father if you went out in this state. Youâre not going to talk about this, right?â
âThat will never happen.â
âHo-ho! Thatâs how it should be.â
Geum Suryeon smiled.
Geum Woo-sin felt that her appearance was like a demon.
âYou must be in pain, so go out and get treatment.â
âI will.â
Geum Woo-sin stood up from the ground.
He had only been hit three times, but it already felt like all of his hip bones had shattered.
At this rate, he was worried his excrement would have blood over it.
Geum Woo-sin endured the pain and parted with Geum Shin-chung.
âI will leave now.â
âTake care of yourself. Iâll give you another mission soon.â
âYes!â
Geum Woo-sin answered weakly and then went outside.
When his figure disappeared, Geum Shin-chung murmured,
âWhat an idiot. For him to be related to usâŠâ
âBut, brother Woo-sin is trying to be good at everything else.â
âOther people work hard too. Whatâs important is the results.â
âThatâs right, butâŠâ
âStop. Letâs not talk about it any further.â
âYes!â
âTch! Iâm not having a good day at all. My one and only nephew goes somewhere and comes back beaten, and the person who borrowed that useful paper turned it into scrap.â
âAre you talking about the IOU that you lent to the Snow Sword Manor?â
âYes.â
âBut you got the money and interest back, right?â
Geum Suryeon had a puzzled expression.
âHmph! Do you think I lent them that precious IOU just to get the interest?â
Geum Shin-chung had an uncomfortable expression on his face.
The reason he agreed to lend money to the Jin family was to gain an upper hand in his relationship with them.
He thought that no clan would dare to look down on Golden Mountain Manor if he had the upper hand over the Jin family, who had considerable influence in Henan Province.
He used the IOU to pressure the Jin family by asking them to pay back the money they borrowed, but he didnât actually want them to pay it back.
However, the Snow Sword Manor had requested to borrow an IOU, so he had no choice but to give it. And it led to this situation.
The Jin family paid back the money, and the Golden Mountain Manor had no means to pressure the Jin family.
âThen why did you lend the IOU to the Snow Sword Manor? Does the Snow Sword Manor know your weakness?â
âWhat weakness?â
âSo why did you lend it to them? I donât understand why you would hand over the IOU so easily. And itâs not even to the Snow Sword Manor sect leader, but to their attendantâŠâ
Geum Suryeon carefully asked what she had been curious about.
Her father, Geum Shin-chung, was a man who didnât know fear.
Although it is said that the world is dominated by force, Geum Shin-chungâs financial power surpassed the power of arms. Even the warriors guarding the Golden Mountain Manor were strong enough to be treated well by other clans. So she didnât understand why Geum Shin-chung, who had countless strong men, readily responded to the request of a mere attendant.
Geum Shin-chung crossed his arms and said,
âI did it for a good reason.â
âWhat is it?â
âSuryeon.â
âYes!â
âIâm glad that youâre my daughter.â
âIâm also very happy that Iâm your daughter.â
âYes. Youâre pretty, smart, and quick-witted. You know a lot of things. But what you see is not everything.â
âPardon?â
âThe reason you donât know yet is because I havenât told you about him. And I didnât tell you for a good reason.â
âWhat do you mean?â
âSuryeon!â
Geum Suryeon felt that her father was acting unlike himself today. Ever since she had grown up, this is the first time for her father to speak so seriously in front of her.
So she felt even more wary.
âYes!â
âRemember, in Jianghu, those who are hiding in the dark are more dangerous than those who are well-known. Youâll soon understand what I am saying once you reached my position one day.â
In the end, Geum Shin-chung did not give the answer Geum Suryeon wanted.
Geum Suryeon frowned at her unresolved questions.
âWho the hell is he?â
* * *
On a deep, dark night, Pyo-wol walked alone in the Jin manor.
The atmosphere in the Jin manor was now much calmer.
In the beginning, many people had gathered in excitement. But their joyous atmosphere soon cooled down when the Sword Saint, Han Yucheon arrived.
Pyo-wol thought that a cold atmosphere like this would be much better.
In fact, the Jin family has been over excited more than necessary.
It was difficult to make a cool judgment in such a situation since emotions tend to take precedence over reason.
However, once Han Yucheon joined, the warriors began to calmly think about the current situation.
Many of the warriors initially joined and supported the Jin family with hopes of increasing their fame and reputation, but now, theyâre starting to get anxious about what might happen in the future.
As a result, the Jin familyâs atmosphere cooled down, and the warriors, who would have stayed up all night in the past, went to bed early.
Thanks to this, Pyo-wol was able to take a quiet walk and organize his thoughts.
But his peace did not last long.
âIs brother Pyo taking a walk too?â
He didnât walk much, but someone had already saw him.
The man who approached Pyo-wol with joy was Namgung Wol.
âAre you going for a walk too?â
âBecause I canât sleep.â
Namgung Wol replied with a smile.
He naturally came to Pyo-wolâs side and walked with him.
The two did not speak a word to each other for a while.
It was a night full of thoughts.
Pyo-wol and Namgung Wol just continued to walk, lost in their own thoughts.
Namgung Wol was the first to break the silence.
He suddenly asked Pyo-wol,
âWho do you think will win, brother Pyo? Iâm hoping for the Jin family to win.â
âIs it because itâs Jin Geum-wooâs family?â
âThatâs one reason, of course. But I have a bigger reason for not wanting the Snow Sword Manor to win.â
âWhat is it?â
âTheyâre suspicious. There are a lot of parts that I donât understand.â
âWhat aspects do you not understand?â
âThe actions of the Snow Sword Manor. Little is known about their actions after they were driven out of Tianzhongshan by the Jin family. It should have been impossible for them to recover.â
When they lost their home to the Jin family and were miserably kicked out of Runan, only about 300 people remained at the Snow Sword Manor.
It wasnât a large number by any means, but it wasnât a very small number either.
So it was truly out of the ordinary when as many as three hundred people had moved and yet there were no traces of them that could be found.
Furthermore, itâs unknown how they built such a large fortune and how they were able to sustain so many members.
Namgung Wol had made up his mind to investigate them, but he ended up failing.
They have amassed enormous wealth and military power that threatens the Jin family, but the process in which they do so is unknown?
It was conceptually impossible.
âIt seems that the Snow Sword Manor suddenly fell from the sky. The process by which they returned to Runan is also unclear. If so many people worked, there should be traces, but there is no such thing.â
ââŠâŠ..â
âItâs as if someone was determined to erase their tracks.â
Namgung Wol stopped walking and looked at Pyo-wol.
Even in the dark, his eyes were shining brightly.
Pyo-wol recalled Jin Geum-woo from Namgung Wolâs eyes.
Jin Geum-wooâs eyes were also like that.
His eyes were always looking for an answer. So he wandered the world in search of an answer.
Not even Pyo-wol could tell if Jin Geum-woo had found the answer he was looking for.
In the end, he lost his life, and the truth he was looking for remains unknown to the world.
If Pyo-wol had not met him, he would not have known what Jin Geum-wu was searching for.
Namgung Wol was looking for the truth about Jin Geum-wooâs death.
His eyes were eager for an answer.
âDo you have any ideas?â
âNone.â
âReally?â
âYes.â
âHoo! I thought brother Pyo would have known something.â
Namgung Wol looked disappointed for a moment.
At least one thing was certain.
Namgung Wolâs feelings for Jin Geum-woo are real and sincere.
Pyo-wol said,
âI want you to live long.â
âWhat?â
Namgung Wol blinked at Pyo-wolâs words out of the blue.
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