950 - Childhood Friend of the Zenith

"Dammit—!" Crash—! Clatter—! An object flew into the pristine white room. The vase struck the wall with a resounding crash and shattered into pieces. The fragments scattered across the floor, and a woman who was hit by the shards had blood trickling down her cheek. "Ahh...!" Startled, the woman let out a scream, causing Cheonseon, the young man who had thrown the object, to grimace. "Can’t you be quiet?" “I-I'm sorry...” Despite the blood flowing, the woman stood tense and rigid. Such was the intensity of Cheonseon's aura. "S-sir...! Please calm down... You might aggravate your wound!" A man urgently attempted to calm Cheonseon, but he ignored him. He frantically grabbed anything within reach and hurled it. Crash—! Clang! Everything that could break, did. “Damn it!” Even after throwing for a while, Cheonseon’s anger didn’t subside, and he had to let out heated sighs. His head was bandaged, a result of the injury caused by a recent strike. "Kugh!" As Cheonseon moved fiercely, he finally staggered. His head spun. Annoying, sharp pain forced him to frown even more. "...What are those wretched things doing right now?" The ones who put him in this state. What could they possibly be doing now? At his words, the man quickly responded. "...They are currently shackled and locked in the prison." "...Is that so...?" Crunch. Cheonseon gritted his teeth harshly. "I’ll never forgive them." As if it wasn't enough to disregard him, they had the nerve to put him in this state? Cheonseon had no intention of forgiving those two wretches. Especially. ‘That ugly, fierce boy.’ Not only did he interfere with Cheonseon's affairs. ‘Those eyes.’ Those fierce eyes that met his own. Cheonseon recalled them with fury. He was merely being stared at, but he could clearly understand. 'Are you looking down on me?' From breathing to expression. And even the gaze itself. That accursed boy was undoubtedly mocking him. Even though he pretended to maintain politeness, it was impossible not to notice the ridicule in his tone. There was no effort to hide his disdain from the start. ‘A foreigner dares to look down on a noble from Yawol?’ And not even a fellow noble, but some outsider? Crunching his fist, Cheonseon clenched tightly. ‘Those disgusting bastards from the Mount Hua Sect.’ Anywhere else might have been fine, but ‘again’ it was the Mount Hua Sect. The same group that had once humiliated him. ‘Ridiculous.’ Cheonseon chuckled angrily. Could such coincidence exist? ‘That damned woman was from the Mount Hua Sect too.’ The woman who had once shamed him was from the Mount Hua Sect as well. Recalling this, Cheonseon’s brow furrowed. That place was truly detestable. If there’s one thing he could acknowledge. ‘Despite being a lousy place, it seems their women are rather beautiful.’ The nameless woman who slapped him across the face. Thinking of her, Cheonseon smirked. ‘She seems strong enough.’ Strong enough to knock him out with a single blow, at least. ‘But being bound now makes that meaningless.’ Once bound by restraints, nothing else mattered. Indeed. ‘Kill that loathsome boy.’ Claim the beautiful woman. His eyes gleamed with ignited fervor. ‘And.’ While at it, he could ask the sect leader to take care of the Mount Hua Sect entirely. With such thoughts, Cheonseon let out a devious chuckle. "Hehehe..." Yes, that would do nicely. He even had a legitimate reason now. With this in mind, Cheonseon was about to leave his ruined room. Knock knock. A presence was felt at the door. "Who is it?" -Excuse me. Young master. The sect leader is requesting your presence. "..." It was a message that his father was looking for him. Perfect timing. "I was about to go see him anyway." He was just about to leave when things aligned perfectly. Holding the doorknob, Cheonseon spoke. "Clean up this room before I return." "...U-understood." The maid answered, visibly frightened. Hearing this, Cheonseon looked at the maid quietly. Her cheek was bleeding from where the shards had struck. Her body trembled in fear. He himself had chosen her for her outstanding beauty. Not bad at all. Realizing this, Cheonseon addressed her. "And you, tend to me today. Stay where you are and wait." "...!" At Cheonseon's words, the woman shivered noticeably. Her face, already pale from fear, seemed to have turned even bluer. Seeing this, Cheonseon let out a sneering smile and turned to open the door. Startled—! Cheonseon abruptly froze at the sight of the face before him. No sooner had he opened the door than a person’s face was directly in front of him. It seemed this was the person who came to deliver the message. "...Didn’t you startle me!" In his surprise, Cheonseon raised his voice as if scolding, but strangely, the man gave no response. "...What’s with you, just standing there." At that moment. Thud—! "...!!" Suddenly, the man collapsed limply. Witnessing this, Cheonseon's eyes widened. What was this? Why did he suddenly fall? Just as the strange scene began to register. [Well, it seems it's not here either.] A voice echoed in Cheonseon's ear. A deep, resonant voice. Upon hearing it, Cheonseon reacted immediately. The direction was towards where the man fell. Beyond that, someone stood. "Who...! Hmmph!!!" When Cheonseon tried to shout, his mouth was gagged. A rough hand clamped over his mouth, silencing him. Crunch. "Uughphhh...!!!" Under the intense pressure, Cheonseon let out a muffled groan. Even the servants behind him tried to respond quickly. [Shh.] Huooooo—!!! The soft sound echoed, forcing everyone in the room to freeze in place. [I do not like noise. Stay quiet.] An overwhelming presence swept through the room. "Mrrgh..." "Ugh...!" Thud! Thump! Before long, all the attendants in the room collapsed, leaving Cheonseon alone. Even he, though, was caught by an unknown figure and had to hover in mid-air. His body trembled violently. The previous pressure had been tangible. He realized there was no way he could defeat this being. When that truth dawned on him, fear shrouded Cheonseon’s eyes. Slowly, the masked individual turned their gaze to him. Their violet eyes were mesmerizing. As their eyes met, Cheonseon’s trembling ceased. The sheer terror of the moment stilled his shaking. This was the reality Cheonseon faced. The figure before him spoke. [Now, I will release your mouth from its binding.] Each word made his heart pound like a drum. [Do you remember what I just told you?] "..." - I dislike noise. Recalling this, Cheonseon nodded repeatedly. [Good. You’re smart.] As the figure spoke, they gradually loosened their grip. Finally freed, Cheonseon found himself unable to utter a word. All he could do was silently look at the figure with trembling eyes. That was all he could manage. Observing him quietly for a moment, the figure spoke again. [Descendant of the Azure Clan, you have but one task ahead.] Their voice carried a hint of amusement. Simultaneously, a deep tone seemed to delve into Cheonseon's very being. Who were they? Why were they suddenly restraining him? By calling him the descendant of the Azure Clan, did they know who he was? Questions roamed his mind, but then. [Guide me to your father's location, or I will rip your limbs apart.] This subsequent demand made all else vanish from Cheonseon’s mind. ************** At the heart of the Azure residence. The grandest and most opulent structure among all that existed. Every material used for its construction was of the highest quality. The artisans who participated in its making were top-tier masters. It had to be such, for it housed the ruler of the Azure Clan across generations. Moreover, with each change of their leader, it was continually refined and expanded, growing more majestic and beautiful over time. What of the interior? Not just the exterior, but the interior boasted sophistication through meticulous craftsmanship. A large chair sat in that grand space. Originally meant for the leader to occupy. Yet, seated there was a young man with jade-green hair. On the floor, kneeling before him, was Cheong Iryang, the clan leader. Without raising his head, Cheong Iryang spoke to the young man. "...I greet the great General." Listening to this, the young man, Yusa, chuckled. "How have you been?" "...Thanks to the General’s grace, I’ve been at ease." "You look it. This chair wasn’t here last time. Replaced it again?" "...That’s..." "No need to explain. Change is good. The chair’s comfy, quite entertaining." His words were not just pleasantries; Yusa lightly shifted on the chair, genuinely amused. Then, turning to Cheong Iryang, he got to the point. "Oh, the reason for my visit isn’t much, Cheong Iryang. I’d like you to accompany me somewhere.” "...Pardon?" Cheong Iryang was taken aback by Yusa's words. Accompany him? Where? "...May I ask what you mean?” “What do you think I mean? You hear, right? Come with me. Someone wants to see you.” "..." Someone wants to see him? Quickly processing this, Cheong Iryang’s mind raced. The General had come solely to take him? Who could send such a figure on this errand? It could only be someone of equal stature, if not more. ‘...Why would they?’ Such people rarely paid mind to affairs outside their own realms. Yet, they had tasked Yusa with bringing him. “May I ask what this is about?” Cautiously, Cheong Iryang inquired, and Yusa tilted his head slightly before replying. “Nothing much, you see...” Just as Yusa began to elaborate. Sooouuuu... “...Hmm?” Suddenly, Yusa paused. “General...?” Wondering why, Cheong Iryang was about to ask again when. “...Huh...?” Even Cheong Iryang soon had to hold his breath. Both turned toward the door. There was something beyond it. Drawing closer and closer. “What is it?” Realizing this, a smile crept across Yusa’s lips. “Seems we have a guest?” A guest neither of them knew seemed to be approaching. Creeeak. Soon, the door opened. “Ugh...” A young man with blue hair stumbled out first. The one called Cheonseon, son of the clan leader. Thrown to the floor, his impact was evident. Seeing this, Cheong Iryang’s eyes widened considerably. Yet, Yusa didn’t spare him a glance. Yusa’s interest lay solely with the figure who approached. “This is unexpected.” A figure entered, hands clasped behind their back. Yusa let out a breathy chuckle at the sight. Truly unexpected. “At least I planned to search. Never guessed you’d come in person.” Clad in coal-black clothing, an individual nearly eight feet tall, masked. Their description matched that of the one who crushed Baekwol. For such a person to appear in person. “Wow. Thrilled to meet you.” Yusa was genuinely pleased. Moreover. “Who are you?” Curiosity abundant, he immediately addressed the figure. But all the masked figure offered Yusa was a glance and these words. [Silence, you scum.] "..." Hearing this, Yusa's expression froze. 3 Comments 3.1 / 80 By 좀닥쳐봐이뇬아 2024.09.28 13:03 신고 Shh, be quiet!! 0 By 타동이 2024.10.11 19:08 신고 To get to the next part, you'll need to go to chapter 951... 0 By 연우 2024.10.29 07:49 신고 Looks like the general became a mere "scum." 0 Only logged in members can post comments. 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