The Youngest Member Chapter 79

Jang Seoun did not take this matter seriously.

The foolish black path guys trembled at the sight of the Martial Alliance, but he was not.

The unit commander of the Martial Alliance main headquarters was his older brother. He was the backer of this orchard. What could that low-ranking alliance mber do here?

However, it took less than an hour for his delusion to be shattered.

Jang Seoun did not even realize that he had ntioned murder and silencing. It was just sothing he had spat out in anger. Even when a fight broke out at a local tavern, they would casually talk about killing each other. Because death was a very distant story to them.

However, the aning of the word 'death' was different for martial artists. Because death always clung to the long shadows under their feet.

"W-what! Stop those guys!"

Cheon Woojin, Song Yiyeon, and Jin Yun's beliefs coincided with the words 'murder and silencing'. Jang Seoun did not even know what kind of catalyst his words had played.

He was just surprised, thinking that those guys had gone crazy and had drawn their swords.

However, he was not afraid. That side was only three, and this side's black path martial artists were over dozens.

Since those guys had drawn their swords first, the justification would be on this side. Let's run away while the black path guys are fighting and tell my older brother everything, thinking so, the mont Jang Seoun was about to step back.

"No one can escape."

Cheon Woojin's calm voice stopped Jang Seoun's footsteps. Although it was a one-sided declaration, it was imbued with a power that could not be resisted.

For a mont, Jang Seoun, who t Cheon Woojin's eyes, trembled.

Even if one had not learned martial arts, a human had a primitive fear. Even a child who saw a tiger for the first ti would feel fear and have a seizure.

It was the sa principle. Jang Seoun's body stiffened, and his pants beca wet.

Seeing this, Cheon Woojin frowned slightly and then turned his head. There were so many martial artists to subdue, so it was not the ti to deal with an orchard owner with not a single bit of internal energy.

Cheon Woojin watched the black path martial artists. They were standing in an awkward posture all over the orchard, and since they were gathered in groups of three or five, they could be divided into three large groups.

Jin Yun and Song Yiyeon also grasped this. Since this side was also three, it was a matter of taking one group each and subduing them.

"Young hero Song, I'll take that side."

Jin Yun pointed to the second largest group. The place with the most martial artists was naturally Cheon Woojin's share.

Song Yiyeon's eyes narrowed.

"Young hero Jin Yun. What if you get hurt? Take the place with seven people over there."

"Hah."

Jin Yun let out a hollow laugh. Who was he? He was a person who had been called a genius since he was young in the great Huashan sect and had earned the title of Plum Blossom Swordsman at a young age.

He was not being arrogant. It was just that when he looked at it objectively, the possibility of him getting hurt against a dozen or so black path martial artists was significantly low.

It was just a matter of pride. Although he did not even feel a sense of rivalry with Cheon Woojin, Song Yiyeon was different.

The two, who were only one rank apart in the selection exam, had a sense of rivalry without knowing it.

"Young hero Song, a real battle is different. I have a lot of experience in subjugating the black path. I'm really saying this out of concern."

"Thank you for your concern. I'm touched. But I am also a person who has experienced all sorts of things while going on many escorts with my father before coming to the Martial Alliance."

The two found this situation absurd.

It was truly a trivial matter. It was a childish rivalry. They both knew.

However, to back down, his pride was slightly hurt.

The mont the two were feeling frustrated with both themselves and the other party.

Rumble-!

The gust of wind that had started from Cheon Woojin's Crane Feather Fan swallowed the entire orchard. The fertile land was overturned, and the great trees were broken.

Apples flew in the sky, and next to them, the black path martial artists also flew.

It was as if a natural disaster had co. The black path martial artists had already lost their will to fight at that unrealistic scene.

Song Yiyeon and Jin Yun looked at each other, then licked their lips and flew their bodies.

* * *

It did not take long to clean up.

The orchard was completely devastated. The smuggled goods were neatly arranged on one side, and there was no black path martial artist standing properly on two legs.

Jang Seoun and his family were kneeling with their heads bowed, in a relatively intact state. They had already secured the fake ledger and the real ledger through the head accountant.

Song Yiyeon, who took in the scene at a glance, said as if he couldn't believe it.

"This can't be. To think that no one died."

"Isn't that a natural thing? No matter how much of a young hero Cheon he is..."

Jin Yun tilted his head. There was no need to cause unnecessary bloodshed in subduing a black path of this level.

Song Yiyeon, who was looking at Jin Yun, said in a low voice.

"Soday, young hero Jin Yun will also co to understand my feelings."

Song Yiyeon thought so.

In fact, it didn't matter whether the bad guys died or not.

However, even to his friend, Cheon Woojin's hands were too rough. Although he himself did not live with the values of the white path in his heart, when he looked at Cheon Woojin's actions, he sotis thought that his thods were similar to those of the black path or a demonic head.

'It's probably the influence of his other master.'

He had found out in Shaolin that one of young hero Cheon's two masters was an incredibly great villain. Although he didn't know exactly who, if Grandmaster Fajin had said so, he must have been a master who had dominated an era.

Since he had grown up under such a person, it was not incomprehensible that young hero Cheon's actions were excessive.

However, Song Yiyeon wanted to live a long life in the Martial Alliance with Cheon Woojin. Not only was he his first friend, but he had also confird several tis that Cheon Woojin, who seed indifferent, actually had a warmth deep in his heart.

Thinking so, Song Yiyeon suddenly picked up an apple that had fallen at his feet and took a big bite.

"What do we do now?"

They had caused an incident. They had also secured all the evidence. If they reported it to the Martial Alliance, the White Dragon Unit Commander would be imdiately locked up in prison.

The problem was the Black Tortoise Unit Commander.

Suddenly, Cheon Woojin asked.

"What is there to do?"

"Of course, it would be right to report it according to the procedures and sort it out. But, I'm worried about the Black Tortoise Unit Commander. He must be very heartbroken."

Jin Yun also nodded his head in agreent.

At that, Cheon Woojin asked back.

"Why is that?"

"Why? A long-ti friend frad him, so how great must the sense of betrayal be?"

Cheon Woojin still had a look of incomprehension.

"Is that so? Isn't it a good thing that a hidden enemy has disappeared? He wasn't a friend in the first place."

"No..."

Song Yiyeon beat his chest.

There were many tis when he felt that young hero Cheon was detached from the emotions of a normal person. This was also due to the environnt he had grown up in.

As Song Yiyeon beca frustrated, Jin Yun, who had put away his Plum Blossom Sword, calmly explained.

"Young hero Cheon. If you had overco a crisis that had co to you with difficulty and had grasped the situation, only to find out that it was a trap set by young hero Song. If young hero Song had tried to bury young hero Cheon for his own benefit, how would you feel?"

"No, why are you using , who is just standing here, as an example?"

As Song Yiyeon beca unfair, Jin Yun let out a smirk.

"Then who should I use as an example?"

"..."

There was no one. Unfortunately, the only person Cheon Woojin could call a friend at present was Song Yiyeon.

Song Yiyeon admitted it and sat down.

In the anti, Cheon Woojin looked at Song Yiyeon's face blankly and thought deeply.

"Hmm, if such a thing were to happen..."

"W-wait!"

Song Yiyeon cut off Cheon Woojin's words with great urgency.

For so reason, it felt like sothing he shouldn't hear would co out of that mouth, but was it just his feeling?

"D-don't say it. Let's just move on."

"Umm?"

"I think I'll be shocked if I hear it."

Jin Yun, who was looking at Cheon Woojin's expression, also nodded his head.

He had thought, 'he's a little different from us'.

'Well, it would be strange if a man with such out-of-spec martial arts and whose every step is unconventional thought and felt like an ordinary person.'

Jin Yun had studied martial history thoroughly since he was young. To be precise, he had studied the history of the Taoist sect as a Taoist, but since the Taoist sect was inseparable from the martial world, he had naturally co to know martial history as well.

In martial history, there were often people who had a great influence on an era, whether it was positive or negative. Their common point was that there was nothing about them that was like an ordinary person.

In Jin Yun's view, Cheon Woojin was just like that. How long had it been since he had joined the alliance, but the influence he had had on the Martial Alliance was not small.

'Before long, that influence will spread beyond the Martial Alliance to the entire martial world.'

Admitting the difference was the way to not fall into a demonic state. Because Jin Yun was deeply cultivated, he could accept Cheon Woojin as he was.

And so, as the three were finishing the apples they had each picked up.

"Heok! Heok!"

A rough breathing sound was heard from the entrance of the orchard.

It was the White Dragon Unit Commander.

* * *

The White Dragon Unit Commander perford his movent skill as if his lungs would tear.

However, when he arrived and saw the scene unfolding before his eyes, it felt as if not his lungs, but his mind was being torn apart.

It was all ruined.

It was a business that he had raised by deceiving his comrades and his conscience. Like raising a tree, he had given it water and attention with care and had raised it for a long ti.

However, that tree was now just a rotten stump, and everything was gone.

"O-older brother!"

Jang Seoun spotted the White Dragon Unit Commander and shouted pitifully. Although it was a fairly loud voice, it did not enter the unit commander's ears.

A truly enormous sense of emptiness and despair filled his head, and he could not co to his senses.

It was then.

"White Dragon Unit Commander."

A cold voice that was chilling cut through his complicated heart like a blade and pierced his mind.

The White Dragon Unit Commander raised his head and t Cheon Woojin's eyes.

"..."

He couldn't win. He already knew that that guy's martial might far surpassed that of a re unit commander. Moreover, next to him were Song Yiyeon and Jin Yun, who were called geniuses.

The White Dragon Unit Commander's lips moved powerlessly a few tis and then finally spat out these words.

"...How much will it take?"

At the sa ti, the expressions of Jin Yun and Song Yiyeon crumpled.

It would have been better to curse or to make an excuse for this matter.

A unit commander of the main headquarters was trying to bargain and compromise with rising talents who had just joined the alliance.

Even Cheon Woojin thought that sight was truly ugly.

However, the White Dragon Unit Commander did not give up easily.

At first, he tried to negotiate.

Naturally, it broke down.

After that, he begged with affection.

It was no use.

He got angry, and he also tried to induce pity.

All those thods had no effect.

Although Cheon Woojin, Song Yiyeon, and Jin Yun were all people of very different colors, at least they were the sa in that they had no intention of compromising with the White Dragon Unit Commander.

Of course, the White Dragon Unit Commander also knew that fact. He had just tried to say it out loud, knowing it.

"I won't have any regrets when I die if I've tried everything I can like this."

Click.

The White Dragon Unit Commander bit the poison pill he had hidden under his molars.

A few years ago, there had been a mission where he had to subdue assassins alive and arrest them, but those guys had committed suicide in this way.

Thanks to that, he had failed the mission, but he had learned one way to escape alone in the worst situation.

"This is...!"

Song Yiyeon and Jin Yun rushed in with a look of regret.

However, blood was already forming like beads of sweat on the White Dragon Unit Commander's entire body. It ant that the poison had invaded his whole body.

Jin Yun said with a look of failure.

"To run away from your cri like this, aren't you ashad as a unit commander! Are you so afraid of the Martial Alliance's prison!"

At that sharp criticism, the White Dragon Unit Commander let out a smirk.

"Still, that guy Cheol Jiak was my friend. How can I see his face? I'm not afraid of the prison, but of eting him."

Soon, the White Dragon Unit Commander gently closed his eyes. Because it was also shaful to see the faces of those three.

A mont of silence fell on the scene.

Song Yiyeon and Jin Yun looked at the White Dragon Unit Commander with bitter faces.

It was then.

Thud, thud, Cheon Woojin started walking.

Cheon Woojin, who had approached the White Dragon Unit Commander, grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up. The White Dragon Unit Commander, whose eyes had been completely closed, slightly opened them. His two eyes were already stained red.

Cheon Woojin raised his palm. On his palm, a fairly magnificent internal energy was materialized and ford.

Song Yiyeon looked around and said.

"Young hero. He has already chosen to commit suicide. There is no need for young hero Cheon to dirty his hands."

Song Yiyeon thought that Cheon Woojin would kill the White Dragon Unit Commander.

However, the result was the opposite.

Cheon Woojin placed his hand on the White Dragon Unit Commander's solar plexus.

The energy that had ford on his palm flowed endlessly into his body.

"G-guuuh!"

The White Dragon Unit Commander let out a groan full of pain.

At the sa ti, poison ki began to rise from the pores of the White Dragon Unit Commander's entire body.

Although it was a truly terrible sight, in reality, Cheon Woojin's intense energy was burning all the poison ki.

How much ti had passed?

As Cheon Woojin let go of the hand holding his collar, the White Dragon Unit Commander fell back.

His two red eyes had returned to normal.

The White Dragon Unit Commander had a bewildered expression.

"W-what is this."

It was a deadly poison that would kill a bull in half an hour. It was a genuine product that he had bought from a martial artist of the Sichuan Tang family for a very high price.

What was the poison of the Sichuan Tang family? Not only the white path and the black path, but there were even records that the demonic cult had feared the poison of the Tang family in the history of the righteous-demonic war long ago.

What on earth kind of strange thod did he have to use to detoxify that?

The White Dragon Unit Commander looked up at Cheon Woojin with a face as if he were looking at a monster.

At that, Cheon Woojin said calmly.

"I said no one can escape."

Only then did the White Dragon Unit Commander realize. That in front of Cheon Woojin, he could not even do as he pleased with his own life.

Killing and saving were solely Cheon Woojin's judgnt.

"White Dragon Unit Commander."

"..."

"If you're so sorry, apologize directly to the Black Tortoise Unit Commander. After that, I won't care whether you commit suicide or not."

Song Yiyeon and Jin Yun looked at Cheon Woojin with surprised faces. Because they had never thought that such words would co out of Cheon Woojin's mouth.

Cheon Woojin, at the two's gaze, scratched his chin with his index finger as if embarrassed and said.

"Actually, I still don't understand why the Black Tortoise Unit Commander would be heartbroken. But since you two are young heroes who know more about such things than I do, you must be right. Since I don't understand, I've decided to just morize it."

"..."

The White Master, who had taught the warm heart that a hero should have, had once said.

- Hey, you disciple! How on earth can you not understand this simple heart! If you don't know, morize it! Don't try to understand, just morize it!

It was the first and last ti the White Master had gotten angry at Cheon Woojin.

(End of Chapter)