The Genius Grandson of the Namgung Family Chapter 49

The Genius Grandson of the Namgung Family

Chapter 49

“Do you mean the Five Tigers Gate-Breaking Blade?”
“Yes.”
Paeng Gil-san gazed at Ha Hyeon intently.
It seemed as if he was contemplating why Ha Hyeon was trying to discuss this topic.
Ha Hyeon added a word.
“If possible, I would like to observe it in detail.”
“In detail?”
He chuckled softly.
He had figured out Ha Hyeon’s intent.
His youngest son had sent numerous letters raving about Ha Hyeon’s talent.
He mentioned how Ha Hyeon had developed his own sword technique after being inspired by the Honwon Lightning Saber upon seeing it only once.
In essence, asking to observe the Five Tigers Gate-Breaking Blade in detail was akin to asking for swordsmanship instruction.
“Hm.”
He stood up and began to stretch.
“I thought you were just brilliant, but you’re cunning too. But what wouldn’t I give to someone who gave me a clue to restore the Honwon Lightning Saber? I promised to grant your wish, so I will fulfill it.”
Then he looked straight into Ha Hyeon’s eyes and winked.
“And… our Paeng family never forgets kindness.”
Although the words were the same as those Paeng Heon-hong once said, the impact on Ho Yeong was quite different.
Paeng Gil-san had already drawn his sword and was assuming a stance.
“Watch carefully. This is the best sword in Central Plains.”
Paeng Gil-san’s sword began to move gracefully.

Two days later, the Namgung family gathered at the entrance of the manor to bid farewell to the Northern Paeng Family.
Paeng Gil-san’s face showed a trace of regret.
“Ha ha. Then, we will visit again next time.”
“Yes. Visit often. I hope you were comfortable while you were here.”
“We were indeed comfortable. Thank you for your hospitality.”
“Oh, it was nothing.”
Although they had parted many times over the decades of their continued relationship, each farewell was always filled with regret.
“Come to think of it, you have never visited the Namgung family, have you? You should come once.”
“Ha ha. You visit every time I want to go, so I never get the chance.”
“Really, you are impossible.”
Ha Hyeon interrupted their exchange of farewells.
“Grandfather! I will definitely come back next time.”
Did Ha Hyeon speak too familiarly to Paeng Gil-san?
Namgung Gi-cheol was surprised, and his shoulders twitched.
He remembered Paeng Gil-san as a strict and intimidating person.
His childhood memories of being scolded by Paeng Gil-san contributed to that impression.
However, Paeng Gil-san, smiling warmly as if he were looking at his real grandson, said to Ha Hyeon.
“Of course. Ha Hyeon is always welcome. Even if you visit unannounced, like your grandfather, I will welcome you.”
“What? This old man.”
“Oh! I should visit the Namgung family to see Ha Hyeon. Ha ha.”
“You’re being too unfair to me.”
“Ha ha ha. How can Ha Hyeon be the same as an old man I’ve known for fifty years?”
In the three days spent with the Northern Paeng Family, Ha Hyeon grew closer to Paeng Gil-san.
As Paeng Gil-san had predicted, Ha Hyeon seemed to have learned a lot about the blade technique after watching the Five Tigers Gate-Breaking Blade just once.
“Ha Hyeon, you haven’t forgotten what I said was most important in the blade technique, have you?”
“Yes, Grandfather. You said the most important thing in the blade technique is vigor.”
“That’s right! To enhance your vigor, you must also strengthen your frail body. Never neglect your training.”
“Yes, thank you.”
Paeng Gil-san taught Ha Hyeon everything without holding back.
Ha Hyeon absorbed his teachings as eagerly as parched land absorbs water.
Meanwhile, others were also sharing heartfelt farewells.
Paeng Yong-so and Namgung Gi-hyeon were among them.
“Your muscle training method is truly remarkable. I will never forget the importance of repetitions over weight.”
“I must apologize again for thinking the Namgung family only used delicate swordsmanship. Now I know there are manly men like you in your family. I realize now how vast the Central Plains are.”
“…”
“…”
“Sniff!”
“Ha!”
Once again, the two tensed their bodies, showing their muscles.
There seemed to be something that resonated more with them than words.
“Well, we will really be off now.”
“Yes. It’s not far. The clan war with the Moyong family… is nothing to worry about.”
“Ha ha. What is there to worry about?”
Namgung Mu-ryong’s face was calm.
It seemed he wasn’t considering the upcoming clan war with the Moyong family at all.
The Moyong family was just an excuse.
The Sword Saint might have wanted to leave the complicated martial arts world with his family.
“Liaoning is a day’s journey if we hurry, but there’s no need to rush. Let’s take it slow.”
“Yes, Father.”
Thus, the Namgung family members took their steps eastward, looking at the rising sun.

“What? You mean you came back to ask me to break off the engagement?”
“Yes, Father. I cannot be engaged to the second son of the Seomun family.”
Yeong spoke firmly.
Her demeanor was vastly different from when she had met Ha Hyeon a few days earlier.
If she had looked like a beggar then, now she was so radiant that it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say a fairy had descended.
“You insolent child…!”
Un Hyeong-cheol, the head of the Jin-ju Eon family, was at a loss for words.
He thought his daughter Yeong had changed her mind when she returned home after running away, but she was now even more resolute than before.
“Don’t you know how much effort I put into securing this engagement? The second son of the Seomun family is reputed to be handsome and has exceptional martial arts talent. Although the Seomun family is not among the Five Great Families, it is still a prestigious family. What could you possibly dislike about this match?”
Yeong was filled with anger.
Her father’s attitude, treating her as a pawn for the family’s advancement without considering her feelings, was the direct reason for her running away.
“How can you ask me to marry someone I’ve never even met?”
“That’s how everyone lives. Your sisters also got married like this and are living happily. Why are you the only one acting so differently?”
“I’m not being different. My sisters may be happy now, but they hated it terribly at first!”
Boom—
Un Hyeong-cheol stood up abruptly, causing his chair to fall backward.
However, he paid no attention to it and said, “So what are you trying to do now? Did you come back just to upset your father?”
His words cooled Yeong’s head a bit.
She had seriously considered shaving her head and joining Mount Emei when she ran away, but there was another reason she returned home.
“No. I’m sorry for raising my voice. Please listen to me.”
“To what?”
“Please break off the engagement with the Seomun family.”
“You insist…!”
“But I will get engaged.”
“What?”
For a moment, Un Hyeong-cheol’s face was blank.
He couldn’t understand what Yeong was saying.
“Instead, send a matchmaker to another place.”
“Where else…?”
“The Namgung family.”
“The Namgung family?”
Un Hyeong-cheol could only repeat Yeong’s words, still unable to grasp the situation.
“There is a youngest son in the Namgung family. He’s about my age. Isn’t the Namgung family a better match than the Seomun family?”
“But why would the Namgung family…?”
“Then tell them this: ‘You protected me, so now take responsibility.’“
“What do you mean by that?”
Yeong smiled faintly.
“Just send the matchmaker, and I’ll take care of the rest, Father.”

Three days after leaving the Paeng family, the members of the Namgung family arrived at the capital of Liaoning Province, Shenyang.
“It took a long time to get here. We’ve finally arrived in Shenyang, Father.”
“Yes, this is also my first time in Shenyang.”
Even Namgung Mu-ryong, who had traveled extensively throughout the martial world for decades, had never been to Shenyang before.
“Then we will have to ask around to find out where the Moyong family is.”
“We sent a message that we would arrive today, so hopefully, someone will come to meet us.”
“Brother, considering we aren’t visiting for the best reasons, would the Moyong family really pay that much attention?”
“You’re probably right. Knowing the usual demeanor of the Cold-Blooded Sword, they wouldn’t.”
While Namgung Gi-cheol and Gi-hyeon were talking, Ha Hyeon pointed ahead and spoke.
“Uncles! Isn’t that the Moyong family’s banner up ahead?”
Where Ha Hyeon pointed, there were two carriages with flags bearing the character ‘Moyong’ (慕) on a black background in white letters.
“It is indeed the Moyong family’s banner.”
“They sent carriages?”
At that moment, a man who appeared to be a martial artist guarding the carriage used his movement technique to run up to them.
“Are you the Namgung family?”
“Yes, we are. Were you sent by the Moyong family?”
The man cupped his fists respectfully and said, “Yes, sir. I am Moyong Ju of the Moyong family. Welcome.”
“Nice to meet you. Were you sent by the head of the Moyong family?”
“Indeed. Please follow me. The family head has prepared carriages for you and instructed me to escort you with utmost care.”
“Hmm… Thank you.”
Although the members of the Namgung family felt uneasy, they boarded the carriages without complaint.
Namgung Gi-hyeon had mentioned they might have ulterior motives, but nothing happened until they arrived at the Moyong family’s estate.

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Thanks to this, they were able to conclude their stay at the Moyong family’s estate quite comfortably.
“Everyone, please come this way. This is the best guest accommodation within our estate. Please unpack your belongings here. I will have the servants stand by, so if you need anything, just let them know at any time.”
“Hmm… Thank you.”
“Oh, and the family head asked me to convey his apologies for the delayed greeting, as he is personally overseeing the preparations for the banquet.”
Moyong Ju maintained a courteous demeanor toward the members of the Namgung family.
“Then, once the meal is ready, I will inform you, so please rest comfortably for a while.”
After Moyong Ju left, the Namgung family members were left bewildered.
“I really can’t understand what the head of the Moyong family is thinking.”
“Indeed. Given his usual cunning nature, he might be plotting something sinister.”
“Hmm…”
Namgung Mu-ryong, too, seemed just as perplexed, stroking his chin in thought.
To be honest, the treatment they were receiving was not particularly special.
It could be described as standard hospitality for distinguished guests.
The only question was why it was coming from the Moyong family.
“Ha ha… Surely not.”
Namgung Mu-ryong chuckled to himself as if something had come to mind.
“Father, did something occur to you?”
“No, just a person came to mind. It just so happens that person is also from the Moyong family…”
Namgung Mu-ryong left his sentence unfinished, and no more could be heard from him after that.
A little later, a servant came to inform them that the meal was ready.
When they were escorted to the dining room, Moyong Bi-san, the head of the Moyong family, was waiting for them with a sumptuous feast prepared.
“Lord Sword Master, it has been a year since we last met.”
“Yes, have you been well?”
“Yes, I have been well.”
Moyong Bi-san answered with a slight bow.
His demeanor was quite different from what it had been at the Murim Alliance.
So much so that anyone with a poor memory for faces might mistake him for someone else.
“Please, have a seat here.”
He even personally offered the seat of honor to Namgung Mu-ryong.
‘There’s no trace of the sly demeanor I’ve seen before.’
Namgung Mu-ryong thought this as he plopped down in the chair offered by Moyong Bi-san.
At that moment, Moyong Bi-san bowed his head so deeply that it nearly touched the ground and spoke to Namgung Mu-ryong.
“Lord Sword Master, I apologize for my previous rudeness. Please forgive me!”
Even the great Namgung Mu-ryong was momentarily taken aback by his unexpected attitude.
But after just a moment, Namgung Mu-ryong’s demeanor changed abruptly.
“No, no, raise your head.”
Moyong Bi-san raised his head to look at Namgung Mu-ryong’s face.
But Namgung Mu-ryong, far from being embarrassed, now had a face that seemed amused.
“Come now, be honest with me.”
“Yes, Lord Sword Master.”
“Until now… you’ve done this on purpose, haven’t you? You’ve intentionally stirred up controversy in the martial world, involving us in it, no less.”
This time, Moyong Bi-san was the one who was flustered.
He had only apologized without saying anything, yet Namgung Mu-ryong seemed to have grasped everything.
Namgung Mu-ryong looked at Moyong Bi-san, who was speechless, and said,
“This must all be a plan of Brother Hui, isn’t it?”
“…!”
Namgung Mu-ryong smiled leisurely as he looked at Moyong Bi-san’s face, which now looked even more astonished than before.

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