The Youngest Member Chapter 117

The Sword King burst into laughter, the Alliance Leader managed to hold it in for the sake of his dignity, soone else let out a dry laugh, and another, especially the Qingxuan Zhenren of the Qingcheng Sect, trembled with anger, his beard shaking.

However, Cheon Woojin, with a face that asked why everyone was acting that way, indifferently scanned the hall, and since he still hadn't received an answer from the Alliance Leader and the Chief Strategist, he spoke again.

"So, am I the Hidden Dragon Unit Commander from now on?"

"..."

A silence fell upon the hall.

Although their feelings towards Cheon Woojin were different, everyone was having a similar thought as they looked at his indifferent expression.

'In any case, he's no ordinary guy.'

Well, how could the disciple of the White Flower Sword Immortal be an ordinary person?

Cheon Woojin, whether he knew of such thoughts or not, was about to turn and leave as if he had said all he had to say.

The reason he had decided to take the position of Hidden Dragon Unit Commander was simple. It was because he had learned through Mangija's letter. That the Martial Alliance his masters had wanted was not like this.

"Who are you to decide that on your own!"

At the voice coming from behind, Cheon Woojin's steps stopped. When he turned around, a Taoist priest in a blue robe was pointing his finger at him with an extrely angry face.

At that sight, Cheon Woojin just tilted his head. It was because he could not understand why that person was so angry.

Cheon Woojin's calm eyes were a stark contrast to Qingxuan's.

Because of that, it was a situation where Qingxuan was rather embarrassed.

Moreover, those eyes.

'Is that guy really the disciple of the White Flower Sword Immortal?'

He had only seen the White Flower Sword Immortal from a distance a couple of tis.

But even though he had only seen him for a mont, the White Flower Sword Immortal's clear and profound pupils were unforgettable even after decades had passed.

Of course, there was no law that a disciple had to have the sa eyes as his master, but it was surprising that they could be so starkly different.

Cheon Woojin, who had been staring intently at such a Qingxuan Zhenren, asked in a truly nonchalant tone.

"Hidden Dragon Unit Commander, am I not allowed to be one?"

"..."

It was not a provocation.

Cheon Woojin had asked because he was genuinely curious.

Why he hated and was wary of him so much, even though they had never t.

At least the Orthodox Path martial artists that the White Master had spoken of were not like this.

However, this was just Cheon Woojin's thought.

To others, it looked like a clear provocation.

So watched the situation with wary faces, while others watched with interested expressions.

The Qingxuan Zhenren they knew was by no ans a person of a temperant to endure being insulted to his face.

"Why not? Please tell

the reason, and if it's reasonable, I won't do it."

Cheon Woojin truly thought so.

However, there was no answer coming back from Qingxuan Zhenren.

For so reason, he just moved his lips a few tis but did not say anything. To be precise, he couldn't.

Although he was a Taoist priest who could not control his emotions well, he was also an elder of the Martial Alliance and the Qingcheng Sect.

His instincts as a martial artist were constantly warning him.

Never to confront the young martial artist in front of him.

And so, just as Qingxuan Zhenren was having a staring contest with Cheon Woojin, unable to back down or step forward.

The sound of urgent footsteps was heard.

Naturally, everyone's gaze turned to the door.

No one had dared to disturb the grand eting of the Martial Alliance, but today, there were many visitors.

The man who soon appeared was the Postal Hall Master.

At the appearance of the Postal Hall Master, who managed all the information coming in and out of the Martial Alliance, everyone had tense expressions.

The fact that he had co knowing that a grand eting was being held ant that it was important information that was a matter of seconds.

"Alliance Leader, a letter from Shaolin."

The Postal Hall Master handed a single letter in his hand to the Alliance Leader.

Belil Tian, who had glanced at the Chief Strategist and the Postal Hall Master once each, began to read the letter.

Everyone could see it clearly.

Although he was trying to manage his expression, the corner of his mouth had lifted very slightly for a fleeting mont.

"Hah, I was wondering why the Great Master Beopjin had sent a letter..."

Belil Tian deliberately trailed off.

Gasps erupted from here and there. The Great Master Beopjin of Shaolin was the highest-ranking mber of the Orthodox Path at that ti and was a man who had been called senior even by the White Flower Sword Immortal.

A person who could be called the living Orthodox Path itself had sent a letter directly to the Martial Alliance.

Everyone could not help but be curious about its contents.

Belil Tian deliberately stated the contents of the letter when people's expectations were at their peak.

Excluding all the greetings and flowery language, the content was basically this.

'To have recomnded the disciple of the White Flower Sword Immortal as a commander. The opposition must be severe, and your headache must be intense, but it is still a truly good decision.'

The Great Master Beopjin praised the Alliance Leader and the Chief Strategist for this matter.

He was also the only person in the world who could praise the two as if they were children.

As the contents of the letter were ntioned, Qingxuan Zhenren glared at the Chief Strategist with a hardened face.

For the letter of the Great Master Beopjin to arrive at this very ti?

It couldn't be a coincidence. In the first place, there wasn't enough ti for this matter to even reach Shaolin.

It must have been sothing Sima Hui had planned in advance.

How could one dare to oppose a matter that the Great Master Beopjin had praised?

The reason he hadn't ntioned that fact from the beginning was to see who was wary of and envious of Cheon Woojin.

Sima Hui, who had spread his folding fan to cover his mouth, let out a thin eye-smile.

'Those who were trying to establish the Righteous Heaven Alliance with the Tang family would have no choice but to hate Cheon Woojin.'

At that sight, Qingxuan Zhenren made a resentful face, but there was nothing he could do now.

'This cunning snake-like fellow...'

Qingxuan Zhenren sat down in his seat irritably.

Naturally, no faction cast a vote of opposition now.

And so, all the agenda items of the grand eting were neatly concluded according to the intentions of the Alliance Leader and the Chief Strategist.

* * *

As the rumors spread, the Martial Alliance beca boisterous.

Zhuge Lin, who had been deprived of her power within her family and had been kicked out to the Martial Alliance, had beco the Black Tortoise Unit Commander.

Since the death of Zhuge Sheng, her position had been solidifying day by day.

Also, Cheol Jiak, who had always been teased as the eternal commander, had beco the Hall Master of an organization called the Inspection Hall.

Not a Division Commander, but a Hall Master. In effect, he had co to stand on the sa line as the main key positions of the Martial Alliance, such as the Disciplinary Hall Master and the Postal Hall Master.

There was quite a bit of controversy, but led by those who had been watching Cheol Jiak carefully for a long ti, a public opinion was ford that 'the Alliance Leader has given him the most suitable position.'

Although the previous two incidents were also hot topics, the one that undoubtedly drew the most attention was the establishnt of the Hidden Dragon Unit.

It was the first ti since the Martial Alliance was founded that a newcor who had just entered the Alliance had skipped the deputy commander position and been promoted directly to commander.

Contrary to the concerns of the Alliance Leader and the Chief Strategist, there was little opposition. There was the background of being the disciple of the White Flower Sword Immortal, and the actions and military power he had shown so far were too intense.

Most of the Alliance mbers were already evaluating Cheon Woojin as a man different from themselves in the first place.

Rather, the Martial Alliance mbers were very interested in who Cheon Woojin would select as his mbers. Those with weak backgrounds also considered this an opportunity.

And so, many young martial artists gathered in front of the Hidden Dragon Unit's estate. However, due to the firmly locked gate, no one could enter.

Cheon Woojin, who had locked the gate, scanned the inside of the estate.

There was a training ground and courtyard that could accommodate about thirty people, and a rather large three-story hall.

However, it seed that it had not been used for a long ti, as there were cobwebs and dust accumulated here and there. The Alliance would soon send people to renovate it, but Cheon Woojin couldn't wait and picked up a broom.

He really liked this place. It was because of the explanation that the Belil Tian Alliance Leader had added when he had given him the key to the estate.

- This is the estate that the White Flower Sword Immortal senior used when he was a commander. Although he only used it for a very short ti because he beca a division commander three months after becoming a commander. Still, it will have a not-insignificant aning for you.

As befitting an estate used by martial artists, there were all sorts of sword marks left here and there.

Among the complexly entangled scars like a skein of thread, Cheon Woojin imdiately found familiar traces.

They were the long, clear marks left by the gust of wind from the Crane Feather Fan.

They were not the sharp and concise traces that Cheon Woojin knew, but rough and clumsy traces.

That's why he liked it even more. It was because he felt like he was following in the footsteps of the young White Master.

A very faint smile flickered on Cheon Woojin's lips.

It was then.

"Commander. Uh, shall we, the youngest ones, do the cleaning?"

Cheon Woojin awoke from his thoughts.

Song Yiyeon and Jin Yun, each holding a broom and a rag, were looking at him with their hands on their hips, looking shabby.

"Oh, right."

Cheon Woojin pretended to have forgotten.

At that, the two's eyes narrowed, but Cheon Woojin deliberately looked away and then took out the Crane Feather Fan from his bosom.

Song Yiyeon was startled and took a step back.

"Young Master Cheon! No, Commander! No matter what, we've been friends for a while, but to pull out that scary thing just because I said one word is a bit..."

While Song Yiyeon's mouth was moving busily, Jin Yun was already wiping a pillar with a rag.

Cheon Woojin made a bewildered expression.

"Don't tell

I would attack you, Young Masters?"

While saying so, the Crane Feather Fan was swung.

The startled Song Yiyeon fell backward.

A gentle gust of wind rushed over him. The wind instantly increased its size and then suddenly rummaged through the estate here and there.

Although its size was huge, it was a gentle wind that could not kill even a single insect.

The wind was instantly blowing away the dust and cobwebs accumulated in the estate.

Everyone, except for the spider who had lost its ho in an instant, looked at the scene with faces full of awe. Not only Song Yiyeon and Jin Yun, but also the young martial artists who had gathered outside the estate.

"Oh!"

In an instant, the hero's headband on Jin Yun's forehead was blown away by the wind. Thanks to that, a scene was drawn as if a single plum blossom were scattering here and there in the wind.

Just as the wind in the hall subsided and the hero's headband was also gently falling.

Tak.

There was a man who had caught it in front of the now-open gate.

Jin Yun, as he received the hero's headband back from his hand, asked.

"What brings Young Master Namgung here?"

It was none other than the Little Sword Dragon, Namgung Jin.

He was looking at Cheon Woojin without a word.

Since Cheon Woojin was also a very taciturn man, he did not strike up a conversation.

And so, just as the two were looking at each other with their mouths shut, and the people around them were becoming uncomfortable.

As always, Song Yiyeon, who could not stand the silence, spoke up.

"Don't tell

you've co to ask to be put in the Hidden Dragon Unit?"

Namgung Jin was still silent. However, his face was slightly flushed. Seeing this, Song Yiyeon held back his laughter, and Jin Yun next to him needlessly added another word.

"Then you'll be our junior, right? Isn't that right, Senior Song?"

The first person Cheon Woojin, who had beco the Hidden Dragon Unit Commander, had brought in was Song Yiyeon, and the next was Jin Yun.

Jin Yun was deliberately calling Song Yiyeon senior to tease Namgung Jin.

Thanks to that, Namgung Jin's face beca even redder.

Namgung Jin himself did not know why he had co here. Although his father, the Sword King, had ordered him to grab onto Alliance mber Cheon's coattails and definitely enter the Hidden Dragon Unit, that was not the only reason.

He had just walked aimlessly, lost in thought, to soothe his troubled heart, and when he arrived, it was here.

Seeing Namgung Jin's expression beco truly complicated, Song Yiyeon hurriedly said.

"Ahem, actually, I was joking. What's with seniors and juniors among peers? But, Young Master Namgung, didn't you beco the leader of the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly this ti? Is it okay for you to enter the Hidden Dragon Unit?"

After Tang Bicheon's demise, the position of leader of the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly was naturally inherited by the eldest son of the Namgung family. Not with the opposition of the mbers, but with their welco.

No matter how much the Tang family had coveted the Namgung family's position during the Poison King's era, the first position of the Five Great Families was still the Namgung family's.

At Song Yiyeon's words, Cheon Woojin also looked at him with a curious face. It was because, given Namgung Jin's personality, he seed more likely to insist on the position of leader of the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly than to go under soone else.

But, from Namgung Jin's mouth ca words that even Cheon Woojin had not expected. And in a very calm tone at that.

"The Dragon and Phoenix Assembly was just disbanded a little while ago."

"Uh, huh?"

The one who was most surprised was Jin Yun.

As a disciple of the Mount Hua Sect and soone who had once had a foot in the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly, he knew well how great their solidarity and power were.

* * *

Right before Namgung Jin headed to the Hidden Dragon Unit.

The Dragon and Phoenix Assembly was full of anticipation as they welcod Namgung Jin as their leader.

Although he was sowhat overshadowed by the monster nad Cheon Woojin, Namgung Jin, the son of the Sword King and called the Little Sword Dragon, was also a man who would be responsible for the future of the Martial Alliance.

And so, Namgung Jin, who had entered the eting room amidst applause, was quite perplexed.

He was, in essence, of a personality that looked down on everyone with contempt and disgust, except for a few martial artists he acknowledged.

In the eyes of such a Namgung Jin, the eting room of the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly here was no different from a cave full of insects.

He found it unbearably disgusting that the air of this place even entered and left his body.

Because of that, Namgung Jin managed to hold back his nausea and said.

"By the authority of the leader, the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly is disbanded. I'm sorry to the seniors, but I have decided so."

Naturally, there was opposition.

And, naturally, Namgung Jin ignored it and left the eting room.

It was a way of saying, "Do as you please, whether you create the Dragon and Phoenix Assembly again among yourselves, or if you can't stand it, co and find

at the Namgung family."

Naturally, there were no martial artists with the guts to go to the Namgung family.

And so, the place Namgung Jin, who had left the eting room, arrived at after walking with a complicated heart was the estate of the Hidden Dragon Unit.

* * *

Song Yiyeon, who had heard Namgung Jin's explanation, gave a thumbs-up.

"Kuh, I don't particularly like Young Master Namgung, but I'm a little envious of that kind of personality. If it were , I wouldn't have been able to make such a ss and co out, thinking about the feelings of the remaining people. That conviction, I'm truly envious."

"...Is that an insult or a complint?"

"It's an insult disguised as a complint. You caught ."

Song Yiyeon grinned. It seed he had beco much more comfortable dealing with Namgung Jin since the tournant.

Namgung Jin shook his head as if he didn't want to talk anymore and then looked at Cheon Woojin.

The two exchanged a silent gaze.

Since it was quite a long ti for n to make eye contact, Jin Yun and Song Yiyeon looked at them with curious eyes.

'Will you accept him?'

'Do as you please.'

And so, Namgung Jin and Cheon Woojin, after having a silent conversation, nodded.

"...?"

Song Yiyeon made a bewildered expression.

Of course, Jin Yun was the sa.

"What just went on? Was I the only one who didn't know?"

"I don't know either. So what happened?"

At the two's question, Cheon Woojin just took the broom that was in Song Yiyeon's hand and handed it to Namgung Jin.

(End of Chapter)