By Zephyria That’s How It Happened (7)
Seong Mu-yeon was also inwardly flustered.
‘Why am I doing this?’
Who was he to lecture Baek Ryeo-il like this? But he couldn’t control himself, and his mouth ran wild.
“When are you coming! Are you even going to come in? Huh?”
“I’m coming in. I said I’m coming in! Happy now?”
“……I’ll be watching.”
Only after getting the answer he wanted did Seong Mu-yeon reluctantly let him go. Even so, his mind was a complete mess.
It seemed he had been suffering in silence all this time. Anyway, it was all Baek Ryeo-il’s fault.
Baek Ryeo-il stomped away a few steps before quickly returning.
“I almost forgot because of you! Get ready. We’re going to see Yak Seon.”
“Me too? Why?”
“Just do as I say, stop asking so many questions!”
A psychopath.
When they arrived, Yak Seon was just coming out of the Guest room. She paused when she saw the two of them standing side by side, then quickly walked away as if nothing had happened.
“I was just about to call you, perfect timing. Follow me.”
As Baek Ryeo-il started walking behind Yak Seon, Seong Mu-yeon quickly caught up to him.
“……What was that just now?”
“What was what?”
Baek Ryeo-il feigned ignorance, but Seong Mu-yeon had clearly seen it. Yak Seon and Baek Ryeo-il had exchanged glances.
But neither of them seemed willing to say anything.
“By the way, is something wrong? Where are we going?”
“I’m going to make medicine to cure you.”
“Really?”
Finally!
His joy was short-lived, and Seong Mu-yeon felt uneasy. There was no way things could go so smoothly, could they? Suddenly offering to make medicine? There must be another motive…….
“In return, there’s one thing you have to do.”
Of course.
“What are you going to make me do this time?”
“‘This time’? What do you mean ‘this time’? You said you’d do anything, but it seems you don’t like what I’m asking you to do? Do you not need the medicine anymore?”
“No! No, I do! I’m very happy! Hahaha!”
……The world is an unfair place.
The one who needs it more loses.
“So, what do I have to do?”
“It’s not a difficult task.”
Yak Seon continued walking as she spoke.
“There’s someone I’ve been asking your Sect leader to find all this time. I’ve finally gotten a lead. Go and find that person.”
“Who is it?”
“Sixth Young Master Seong Mu-jae.”
“……Excuse me?”
Seong Mu-yeon stopped walking without realizing it. For a moment, he doubted his ears.
“Who……did you say?”
“Your brother. Seong Mu-jae.”
“…….”
Why are you showing up here?
Who was the Sixth Young Master?
Seong Mu-yeon’s older brother, who had recently gone missing, or rather, disappeared at the same time as the Fourth Young Master’s death. Because of that, he was suspected of murder and fleeing.
“Why does Yak Seon need my brother…….”
“That’s what you have to do.”
Yak Seon turned around and her eyes gleamed.
“There’s something he took when he escaped from the Demonic Cult. Find that too. Then I’ll make your medicine.”
“……Wait a minute. I have a question. What is this ‘thing’ my brother has? No, no! Before that, how does Yak Seon know all this?”
Yak Seon was someone who practiced medicine far away from the martial world. But how did she know in such detail what happened so far away in the Demonic Cult’s main base in Xinjiang?
“That’s none of your business. You just need to find the thing.”
“What is it?”
“You’ll know when you meet him.”
“What if I can’t get it?”
Yak Seon stared intently at Seong Mu-yeon.
“No medicine for you.”
“That’s unfair!”
“No complaining. You must find him. Why? Because when I make your medicine, I need the blood of a healthy relative. It has to be fresh too. You must capture the Sixth Young Master and bring him to me.”
“If my brother doesn’t have the ‘thing’? What should I do then?”
“He has it. He must.”
Yak Seon said each word with emphasis. It seemed she had a reason to be so sure.
……Then I’ll have to bring him. By any means necessary.
“……I understand.”
Seong Mu-yeon’s shoulders slumped. To think he would suddenly encounter another brother in the middle of the Central Plains.
“By the way, you two……. I wonder if I should say this.”
“What is it?”
She looked back and forth between Seong Mu-yeon and Baek Ryeo-il, then shook her head.
“No, nothing.”
Seong Mu-yeon’s heart sank and he clung to her.
“How can you stop talking halfway! Is there a problem? If you do this, I won’t be able to sleep at night. Isn’t it common sense to finish what you started? What is it?!”
“Well…….”
She hesitated for a long time, moving her lips, before finally opening her mouth.
“Have you two ever thought about doing the Art of the Bedchamber?”
“Excuse me?”
Seong Mu-yeon blankly asked back when Yak Seon unexpectedly said that.
“No, just listen. You two have good compatibility, so if you do that, it could enhance the effects of the medicine? That’s why I said it, there’s no other meaning.”
“…….”
Seong Mu-yeon glanced at Baek Ryeo-il standing next to him. He had a nonchalant expression as if she was stating the obvious.
But it didn’t seem that way to Yak Seon. She waved her hand.
“Ah, no. Forget it. What am I saying……. Even if it’s men together, one is from the Demonic Cult and the other is from Mount Hua.”
“…….”
Even so, Yak Seon couldn’t give up easily, and kept looking at the two of them, moving her lips and shaking her head. Seong Mu-yeon couldn’t bring himself to tell her that they had already been at it last night, so he had no choice but to leave it alone.
Yak Seon stopped as if they had arrived at their destination. They were standing in front of an empty building.
“Aren’t you coming with us, Yak Seon?”
“I’d like to, but……. Ah, you’re already here!”
Yak Seon’s face brightened noticeably when she heard a sound from inside. With a bright face that Seong Mu-yeon had never seen before, she ran inside.
Seong Mu-yeon had a bad feeling. If there was someone Yak Seon was so happy to see…….
“Did you bring everything? Good job. Let’s get ready.”
When he went inside, he saw familiar masked boys and girls busily moving around. They were moving and organizing the stacked boxes.
“As you can see, I’m too busy to go. I have to prepare to make your medicine! I told Sect leader Hwa to get a place where you can stay for a long time. The Guest room is too small and people come and go.”
Yak Seon directed the servants’ packing in between her words. Put this here, put that there.
“The recipe for your medicine is complicated, and some bastards recently wrecked my lab.”
He flinched.
The ‘bastard’ trembled and shut his mouth. Then he turned his head and exchanged glances with another ‘bastard’. Baek Ryeo-il also looked very nervous.
“Let’s start by cleaning up!”
Yak Seon shouted that and strode away.
‘What should we do?’
Baek Ryeo-il asked silently. His eyes contained the meaning of reproach, ‘I told you to Exterminate the Clan.’
At that moment, Seong Mu-yeon felt a tingling sensation on the back of his head and turned around.
“…….”
An owl mask holding a large box stopped walking and stared at them.
A long silence flowed.
Only Seong Mu-yeon and Baek Ryeo-il felt that way, but in reality, it was only a fleeting moment.
Thud.
The owl slowly took a step and placed the box he was carrying on the table. The sound was very loud in Seong Mu-yeon’s ears.
Seong Mu-yeon prayed that he had short-term memory loss and had forgotten everything that had happened in the lab.
Of course, that didn’t happen.
The moment Baek Ryeo-il took a step after a long confrontation, the owl ran to Yak Seon. Baek Ryeo-il reached out, but it was already too late to stop him.
“Huh? What’s wrong?”
The owl whispered something in Yak Seon’s ear. He couldn’t hear the words, but he could guess the content.
All Seong Mu-yeon could do was tremble in fear.
Her expression gradually distorted as she listened to what the servant was saying, nodding and answering briefly.
“……Is that so?”
Yak Seon straightened her back. The owl, who had finished speaking, stepped back and stood quietly behind Yak Seon.
“So it was you? The one who messed with my servant and my lab.”
Yak Seon’s eyes turned to Baek Ryeo-il.