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The Namgung Clan.
A famous sword clan that acted as the pillar of the Orthodox Faction and were often called the heart of the Four Noble Clans.
When the Blood Demon brought the Blood Disaster upon the world, the person that slayed the Blood Demon was none other than Namgung Joocheon, the lord of the Namgung Clan at the time.
Before Sword Emperor’s reign, the Namgung was the clan known to harbor the world’s strongest sword wielders.
At the moment, the current Lord of the clan, the Azure Heavenly Sword, Namgung Jin, was talking to his son.
“I told you to take good care of your elder sister, and instead you come back after losing your escort.”
Not only did he challenge a person younger than him to a duel, he went on to lose to him while also attempting to kill him.
Furthermore, he came back with his arms broken as well.
And this is supposed to be my son...
The bigger problem at the moment, however, was;
“Macheol...”
There weren’t many martial artists that Namgung Jin remembered by name.
That was because there were far too many martial artists that were talented.
‘He was a martial artist that reached a peak level.’
Macheol, the martial artist who had been acting as an escort, was someone who held the title of ‘Sword of Azure Wind’.
His was a name that Namgung Jin remembered.
There weren’t many people who reached the level of peak at such a young age, and he had seemed like someone with good potential for his future.
But all of sudden that man had gone missing?
Namgung Jin couldn’t understand this situation.
“You lost a martial artist at the peak realm just because you lost to a young prodigy that hasn’t even spread his name to the world yet?”
Namgung Cheonjun couldn’t muster up a response to Namgung Jin’s question.
He only quietly clenched his teeth.
Not even he could understand what had happened.
What the hell happened?
Namgung Cheonjun understood that there was a high chance that the mission would take a few days.
Because even if he had ordered Macheol out of anger, he knew that it would be a very difficult mission for him to achieve.
But even so, Macheol told Namgung Cheonjun that he’d found a chance and that he would be back.
And Namgung Cheonjun had never seen Macheol fail a mission after he said those words.
That was why when Namgung Bi-ah asked Namgung Cheonjun that she wanted to bid farewell to Gu Clan’s Young Master, he’d allowed her to leave without saying anything.
Since he shouldn’t have been alive anymore at that point.
That was what was supposed to happen...
But instead, when Namgung Bi-ah returned, she told Namgung Cheonjun that she bid the Gu Clan’s Young Master farewell.
And that he was fine and as such, they soon returned to their clan right after.
So... what about Macheol?
What had happened to Namgung Cheonjun’s personal escort?
Was he killed?
That was impossible in Namgung Cheonjun’s mind.
Macheol was a peak martial artist.
It required natural talent for a martial artist to go from first-rate to peak realm martial artist.
It was a level that the average martial artist couldn’t reach no matter how much training they went through.
Namgung Cheonjun knew this much about martial artists who had reached the peak realm.
And Macheol was a certified martial artist that reached a peak level.
So, the thought of him losing to someone who was barely at the second-rate level?
That was simply impossible.
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Maybe they knew beforehand that this would happen.
But, how would he know in the first place?
And what did they do for Macheol to just disappear like that?
Whatever had transpired, the fact was that this was a bad situation for Namgung Cheonjun.
It was a huge problem for him to lose his direct escort because of his own stubbornness.
Furthermore, Gu Yangcheon now knew about his actions; or so Namgung Cheonjun thought.
That piece of shit.
Thinking of Gu Yangcheon made him boil inside.
The place he got kicked at and the arm that had been broken by him had all been cured, but the wrath inside Namgung Cheonjun still lingered.
“Cheonjun.”
“...Yes, father.”
Namgung Jin slowly walked towards Namgung Cheonjun.
Namgung Cheonjun clenched his eyes shut.
Namgung Jin never physically laid hands on his own blood.
He only came closer.
The direct descendants of the Namgung Clan possessed abilities to exude pressure on the surrounding, abilities which got stronger as the person themselves grew as a martial artist.
There was nothing more to say about the Lord of the Namgung clan who was known as the strongest asides the three Heavenly Venerables.
This ability was released as the Lord of the Namgung clan slowly closed the gap between them.
And as the Lord stepped forward, Namgung Cheonjun found it harder and harder to breathe.
“Oughh...”
Namgung Cheonjun groaned in pain due to the pressure.
“I’m disappointed in you. Not because you lost to a younger prodigy, nor because you attempted to kill him.”
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