I Reincarnated as the Crazed Heir Chapter 294

Episode 294 I think I'll be late tomorrow

Yang So-hye entered her quarters through the back door, neatly adjusted her clothes, and opened the sliding door wide.

Then, in the yard, the priests who followed him, led by Ambassador Gong Bi-ho, were seen standing as if they were occupying the place.

"What's going on?"

Gong Bi-ho answered with a bitter smile in a tone as cold as frost.

"You don't know. I came to hear your answer."

"My answer is the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow. You may go back now."

Go back? Jerk. Gongbiho takes a step closer and glares at her with eerie eyes.

“There’s no point in continuing to put it off like this.”

"I'm not putting it off, I just clearly told you that I won't marry the ambassador."

Jeokbuk. Gongbiho took another step. Yang Sohye tried to hold her trembling hands tightly. Cho Hwangmun never learned how to back down in front of a mistake.

“Why do you keep being so stubborn… It’s something that the leader of the Jeong Yun-hoe clan has ordered.”

"Since when did the head of the Chohwangmun clan become the head of the Jeonggyo clan?"

"When the head of the household is absent, the head of the household takes care of the duties. Why is someone who knows everything saying the same thing again?"

Jeobok. Finally, Gongbiho came right up to Yang So-hye.

My mouth fell open. My relationship with him was quite complicated.

No, I never imagined that our relationship would turn out like this.

Originally, Gong Bi-ho was not such a vicious person. He was always quiet, and even when there was a fight, he was the one who stopped it.

Everything changed when Yang Tae-hong, the owner of Hana House, left his position due to an internal injury.

To be exact, it was from the time when the leader of the sect, Jeong Yun-hoe, seized control of the Cho Hwang-mun.

After that, everything went smoothly.

Suddenly, Gong Bi-ho, who had risen to prominence, was promoted to the position of ambassador, and Jeong Gyo-du ordered the marriage between him and Yang So-hye.

Of course, I opposed this, but because of the principle that matters regarding the Chosun Ilbo should only be resolved internally, I had no place to vent my grievances.

Even the butler Ohok, who had always been on my side, just watched.

Helpless resistance.

That was all she could do.

"Just accept it. Look around you. There's nowhere else you can lean on."

"I don't understand why Mr. Gong So-hyeop is doing this. Mr. Gong So-hyeop should stop here and stop doing things you don't mean."

At Yang So-hye’s firm words, one of Gong Bi-ho’s eyebrows twitched.

"Who said that? It's something I don't mean."

"Public opinion!"

"I have, in my heart. For a very long time."

Gong Bi-ho's eyes are filled with greed.

"Don't try to disobey anymore. There is no escape. Think about why the acting leader of the clan doesn't put pressure on the Cho Hwang Gate. You will understand, young lady."

Suddenly, I was overcome by a feeling as if my heart was falling.

The leader of the group, Jegalmun and others.

He is not one to leave traces of his past behind.

In that sense, since he has already risen to the position of acting president, the Cho Hwang clan, the family of the leader, is a thorn in his side.

But the reason for leaving it alone… … .

'Jeong Gyo-du… has joined hands with Jegalmun and others.'

It's not that there was no external pressure, it's that there was no need to do so.

If you can get it in your hands by naturally rotting it from the inside out without it being harmful to others, there is no reason to throw it away.

Yang So-hye was confident.

She is called Hyehwa, one of the four flowers of the martial arts world.

The point is that in terms of wisdom, he is second to none.

Others praised Zhuge Liang as a hero, but to her, he seemed like a well-written script.

A dirty and petty novel written by the mastermind called Jegalmun on the stage called Jungwon.

"So-hye."

As the two people's eyes clashed in the air, an elegant tone flowed from the back of the yard.

As Gongbiho looked back, the priests opened the way, and beyond them was a woman of unrivaled beauty wearing a wind dragon robe.

"Sister Yena……"

Namgung Yena. It was her.

Although it would have been understandable to be bewildered by the current situation, filled with silence and the excitement of the battlefield, Namgung Ye-na walked among the priests with a calm expression on her face.

Sabak, Sabak. She said as she finally got closer.

"I stopped by for a bit because I had some time. Do you want to come in or go out?"

Gongbiho's brow furrowed. Wasn't this a complete disregard for the person who came first, excluding him?

However, he was left with nothing but cold sweat without being able to move a single finger.

The same was true of his priests.

Even though dozens of people surrounded her, the reality was quite the opposite.

The bets flowing out of Namgung Yena like spider webs weighed on their shoulders, and an eerie murderous aura rippled across their Adam's apples.

'If you move even slightly… … you die.'

It wasn't a threat. The energy that flowed from her as she looked only at Yang So-hye was truly pure and honest. There was no lie.

"I will come to see you again… and you will have to give me an answer then. Do not forget that this is the last courtesy I will show you, young lady. Let's go!"

Gongbiho spat out a warning and then immediately turned around.

As they disappeared, the energy from Namgung Ye-na’s body also disappeared as if it had been washed away.

Only then did Yang So-hye let out a ragged breath and her face brightened.

"Thank you, sis."

"…Shall we go out?"

"huh."

The two looked at each other, smiled brightly, and then headed out.

'That woman… is dangerous.'

Meanwhile, Yeomno, who had been listening from outside the wall, also hardened his expression when he saw my sweaty palms.

'Did you notice?'

The invisible energy that Namgung Yena emitted clearly included herself among those who had been engulfed. The sweat that had formed was proof of that.

'I guess I'll have to follow along.'

I had no intention of revealing it openly, but she was a dangerous woman to just let go.

If we face each other and point our swords at each other, then we will have no choice but to show off all our true abilities.

Yeomno looked in the direction where the two people disappeared and then disappeared.

*

Namgung Ye-na and Yang So-hye set off on a long road towards a nearby hill.

It is the very hill where Ma Cheon-so, Chun-gae, and Murong-hui gathered together not long ago.

"You've become prettier."

"Sister too."

Foot. A refreshing smile escaped Namgung Yena’s face, which was filled with fatigue.

Now that I'm approaching my 40s, I've become pretty.

"I'm sorry I can't come often."

"It's okay. Are you… busy?"

"Your body doesn't look like it used to. You're getting old."

Foot. This time, Yang So-hye burst out laughing. The world-famous Namgung Ye-na is talking about being a sack. Isn't that too strong? After making even Gong Bi-ho run away.

"That. Still doing it."

Yang So-hye looked up. She could see an old hairpin stuck on her tied-up hair. It was a sign that she was a married woman.

"There are a lot of nagging kids."

Namgung Ye-na answered playfully, but Yang So-hye couldn't laugh. Instead, she was filled with bitterness.

"…Do you regret getting married?"

"What's the use of doing it? It's meaningless."

"Me too… Should I just do it?"

"That guy earlier? Arthur."

"Tch."

When Yang So-hye smiled as if she was being mean, Namgung Ye-na grabbed her hand.

"When did you get engaged?"

"That's what happened. I didn't mean to, though."

"Back off."

"It's not easy."

"It's not that it's impossible."

"……."

Namgung Yena closed her mouth without asking any more questions.

He is a child who thinks more deeply and wisely than anyone else. There must be a reason for this, and he must have thought of a way to overcome it.

I just need some time to think right now.

He changed the subject.

"I think I'll be a little late tomorrow."

"You don't have to come. I'm sure your brother will understand."

"Are you going to get upset because you're shy?"

"no way."

"I have to go. Even if it's late."

Yang So-hye's eyes turned red. It was tomorrow. The anniversary of her brother Yang Ja-gak's death.

This was also the reason why Namgung Yena squeezed out some time to come even though she was busy.

He wanted to tell her that he would be late and that she should go to the oxygen station first.

Yang So-hye tried hard to wipe away her tears and looked into the distance as she spoke.

"These days… I keep thinking that way. I wonder if my brother is watching us from somewhere…."

"So-hye."

"I know. It's foolish. I know. It's already been ten years. But just…"

Yang So-hye trailed off and shook her head. This was because she remembered the Confucius who had come to see her a while ago.

That person who seemed endlessly affectionate, yet ominous.

Clearly, I had a feeling that Yeomno was one of those sent by him.

When Namgung Ye-na looked at her with questioning eyes, Yang So-hye spoke as if to erase it.

"No. Rather, sis. Can I ask you one favor?"

"say."

"Jung Yoon-hoe. Find out about him."

"If it's Jeong Yun-hoe… the head of the Cho Hwang-mun Bridge?"

"Yeah. Now that my father is out of the office, he's the acting head of the household. He rarely comes in though."

Namgung Ye-na was deep in thought. The fact that Yang So-hye, who knew her family better than anyone else, had asked her out like this meant that an unexpected problem had arisen.

Suddenly, it occurred to me that I hadn't visited often enough. I should have paid more attention.

"Housework is hard to understand from the outside. Don't feel sorry."

As if sensing her state of mind, Yang So-hye speaks in an adult tone before she can even begin to speak.

"If you have a hard time, tell me anytime."

"I will. By the way, is this the final round of the martial arts competition?"

"huh."

"I think we can take the Ji-su who made it to the main event from Saryongdae. Is there anyone who has thought of it?"

Yang So-hye asked with a bright smile. Knowing that she usually didn’t care about others, she just said it jokingly. But for some reason, Namgung Ye-na seemed to be deep in thought.

"Huh? I guess it really exists."

"……There are children who do not wish to come to Pungryongdae."

"Wow, my sister is giving attention to other people too. I wonder who it is."

"It's nothing. We just look alike."

"Do they look alike? Who?"

Me. Namgung Ye-na swallowed her words and slowly turned her head back. It was because she felt a slight presence.

The path was blocked by thick bushes ahead, but I was certain that a huge beast was lurking beyond.

'Are you the escort sent by the leader? Who are you?'

Even at the gate of Chohwangmun, I felt like there was a beast crouching beyond the wall, and it seems that it was not an illusion.

"Sister Yena?"

"I'll go and come back."

Sreung! Before Yang So-hye could stop her, Namgung Ye-na immediately pulled out her sword from her waist. The Wind Dragon Seal hanging from the sword’s handle shook.

She naturally drew her sword vertically as if nothing had happened.

Then, whoa, whoa! A strong gust of wind blasted out, and the bushes split to the left and right as if they were being swept away by a typhoon.

Sasa sasa. In an instant, the path opened up to thirty paces. Then, at some point. Bang! With a noise of the air pressure bursting out, it disappeared like dust.

And at the end of it all, there was Yeomno, the loser of the Northern Yuan who swung his sword and blew away the wind.

"Yellow…?"

When Yang So-hye said his name, Namgung Ye-na asked without taking her eyes off Yeom-no.

"acquaintance?"

"A little bit? I just found out today."

"Then you don't know. Wait."

"Sister!"

Despite Yang So-hye's shout, Namgung Ye-na flicked her sword once and walked forward lightly.

Normally I would have listened to her stories, but now I couldn't even take my eyes off her.

He was more dangerous than he appeared.

"She's quite a rough woman."

Yeomno clenched his fist twice, then opened it and walked towards them.

"Northern Circle?"

"I said I would hide my presence. But that's not my style after all."

Namgung Ye-na tilted her head and looked at him carefully.

It's a physique that's so impressive that you'll feel overwhelmed just by looking at it. With muscles so abnormally developed that you'd wonder if it's even human, and a bone structure so wide that it's hard to believe.

Moreover, every single bit of exposed skin is engraved with a scar.

The spirit was also extraordinary.

She, too, has met the generals of the Northern Yuan.

The great warriors who are different from the masters of the Central Plains who have mastered the art of regeneration.

One of the warriors she had seen was larger and more powerful than any she had ever seen.

Finally, the two people stood facing each other ten paces away.