Reincarnation of the Fist King Chapter 7

< King, my brothers… … >

“Father, please give me your hand.”

Lee Seong-min held out his hand and handed it to his son. Dan Woo-seong took Lee Seong-min's rough, rough hand and felt his pulse. Mastering martial arts meant understanding the body, and Dan Woo-seong was more knowledgeable about it than most doctors. However, it felt awkward to pretend to be a doctor in front of Lee Seong-min, so he kneaded it as if applying pressure.

Danwoo Seong said.

"I've heard that cancer is easily treatable if you remove the cause. I will gradually remove the cause, so get well soon."

There were no major illnesses.

It was literally a disease of the mind.

The illness itself is caused by psychological factors. Of course, if the situation doesn't improve, even a healthy body can develop various illnesses due to mental factors.

Lee Seong-min, lying down, couldn't readily answer. He couldn't help but be flustered, seeing the person who had been the biggest cause of his illness return so transformed. After swallowing dryly a few times, Lee Seong-min finally managed to answer.

“Thank you for your words.”

Danwoo Sung patted the back of Lee Seongmin's hand and told him not to worry.

“I’m not just making promises with words, I’m making it happen.”

When Dan Woo-seong smiled, Lee Seong-min looked at Dan Woo-seong's expression and nodded.

"Okay. I understand. Welcome back. You too, go and get some rest."

"yes."

Lee Seong-min stared blankly at his eldest son as he left, then suddenly looked at his own hands. His son had applied so much pressure that red marks were left all over his palms. Even this seasoned businessman possessed a knack for intuition. He gazed at his own palms, making this assumption.

'Your son has learned martial arts.'

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Danwoo Seong kept the news of Gongsun Myeong's death a secret for a while. It would only have complicated the ailing man's mind. Except for the man who had instigated the attack, no one seemed to mind Gongsun Myeong's absence. Since he wasn't a member of the family, there was no reason for him to return with them.

After meeting with Sangdangju, Danwoosung went to meet his second younger brother under the guidance of Sibi.

The second son, Lee Hwa-eon, who was working as a general manager, was injured and receiving treatment.

I couldn't have expected much hospitality from my brothers from the beginning. It was a well-known fact that brothers from wealthy families often bickered as they grew up.

I was simply curious about the expressions on my brothers' faces. I planned to find out who had instigated the congressman, but I started with someone close to me.

Dan Woo-sung had seen countless instances in his past life where family members became enemies. Those with power tried to solve problems with force, only to have tragedy strike, while those with wealth created tragedy in their quest for more wealth.

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Second, Lee Hwa-eon was naked, and a servant was applying ointment to his shoulder.

The escort said outside the door.

“Your Majesty, the Archduke has arrived.”

Lee Hwa-eon tilted her head, then gestured to the servant as if to tell him to leave. She'd heard of his return, but it was strange that the Grand Duke had come first.

Danwoo Sung said from outside the door.

“Come in.”

"yes."

As the Grand Duke entered with a stern expression, Lee Hwa-eon spoke in a dry tone while hastily putting on her coat.

“Because I’m applying ointment······.”

“Make yourself comfortable.”

For a moment the two brothers looked at each other.

Dan Woo-sung could tell that Lee Hwa-eon resembled the Grand Duke greatly. The emotion expressed in Lee Hwa-eon's expression and eyes was anything but friendly. Even after a long time, he could tell she was not happy to see him. Since he had feelings for Lee Jin-eon, Dan Woo-sung didn't pay much attention. Even in Lee Jin-eon's memory, Lee Hwa-eon wasn't such a rough-and-tumble person.

Lee Hwa-eon asked with a blank face.

“How is your health? You seem to have improved considerably.”

Danwoo Seong spoke as he looked around the room and the piles of documents on Lee Hwa-eon's desk.

"It's okay now. I heard from Mok In-seop that you had a fight with the third child."

"yes."

“I understand you fought, but how did you end up getting stabbed?”

Lee Hwa-eon tilted her head in confusion at the Prince's changed tone of speech.

“That’s what happened.”

“Who hit me······.”

"Would I have been hit by the guards? I was trying to break up a fight, and that's what happened. I was holding a sword, too, so I have nothing to say."

“You got hit by the third one?”

"yes."

Danwoo-seong nodded.

Whether or not he had been slaughtered, the third brother seemed destined to suffer some consequences. He had longed for martial arts since childhood, and was the most violent of the three brothers.

Lee Hwa-eon also sensed the change in her older brother and asked this.

"But what happened at Anga? You seem quite different. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."

Danwoo-seong nodded.

“Does it look that way?”

"yes."

"Good job. By the way, when will you return to work as the general?"

"It's not a serious injury. I plan to rest for today and resume normal operations tomorrow."

Danwoo Seong responded immediately.

“Then, tell them that you will refuse to do what the Soseonpa asked.”

Lee Hwa-eon responded with a somewhat surprised expression.

"Huh? I tried to cover it up by sending a small gift. But if we didn't get a response, he seemed determined to come after us. He even subtly hinted that he might interfere with other businesses."

“Was that so?”

"yes."

Danwoo Seong said with a smile.

"Then it's even better. Decline. I'll have to meet you when you come. We're a profit-making business, not a charity organization. We don't need to bow our heads every time the Gangho sect gets angry. And after hearing Mok In-seop's story and thinking about it carefully… I think this isn't something out of the ordinary for the Soseon sect."

"sure?"

"The Guyangse family is strange. If the Soseonpa is demanding money from us with the Guyangse family's consent, they'll have to give some of that extorted money to the Guyangse family. The Guyangse family is taking money from us under the guise of protection money, and they're essentially receiving our money through the Soseonpa."

“Isn’t that a bit too premature?”

When Lee Hwa-eon tilted her head, Dan Woo-seong responded.

"Anyone can see that the Soseonpa faction is weak, yet they're trying to extort money from a merchant group headed by a Gu Yang Segae expert? Which is stranger? If the Soseonpa faction is threatening us, it's not the Soseonpa faction that's out of order, but the Gu Yang Sega faction that's out of order. We should understand this and deal with it accordingly. At the very least, if a force stronger than the Gu Yang Sega is pressuring us, that's understandable…"

Lee Hwa-eon thought for a moment and then opened his mouth.

"I decline. You are right, brother. I will also tell the escorts to prepare for a possible fight."

Danwoo-sung nodded and looked through the employee register he'd found on his desk. Lee Hwa-eon felt even more agitated as his older brother rummaged through a ledger he'd never seen in his entire life.

“What are you looking for?”

“Let me just look at the list for a moment.”

"yes."

Merchants keep thorough records.

Moreover, since my younger brother was the commander-in-chief, it was safe to say that all the important information from above was here.

Danwoo Seong read the list of employees, tracing it with his finger, and stopped at the place where it said 'Gongsun Myeong'.

"Gongsun Ming, from Yuan, recommended by the Marquis of Ouyang, second rank, third rank, and fifth rank, and fifth rank, and third …

Danwoo Sung felt relieved when the expected name came out. He'd avoided killing Lee Jin-eon's brother with his own hands.

By the way, this escort leader, Guyanghu, seemed to have planned to swallow the entire Galaxy Sector. He was shaking the Sector up inside and out.

Danwoo-seong said, covering the list as if there was nothing more to see.

“Hwa-eon, take care of yourself.”

“Where are you going?”

“I’ll go and teach the third one.”

"yes?"

As Danwoo Sung stormed off, Lee Hwa-eon kept tilting her head. It was strange for her to be interested in the affairs of the upper class, and it was strange for her to go see her third son, with whom she had a strained relationship. Above all, the tone and tone of the conversation up to that point were strange.

Education?

It was fortunate that I didn't get hit if I went.

Fortunately, it was a positive change, so my mood wasn't so bad. The Archduke's return was somewhat bewildering.

As Danwoo Seong came out of Lee Hwa-eon's residence, Mok In-seop followed him with a sly smile.

"Your Highness, this is Mok In-seop. I was late in greeting you because I was changing shifts."

Dan Woo-seong said as he walked alongside Mok In-seop.

"For some reason, the entire escort came out to greet us. It was an excessive welcome for a dog squad."

“Hehehe, is that so? By the way, where are you going? Your Majesty, your residence isn’t this way.”

“To the third.”

“Haha, then I’ll go with you.”

"why?"

Mok In-seop said with a sly smile.

"Isn't it noisy? Since you don't have a designated escort yet, I'll have to accompany you. The general is injured, so we've been scolded by the vice-principal."

Mok In-seop was curious to see how the transformed Grand Duke would face the Three Princes, who were now in a state of conflict. If the Three Princes' guards drew their swords again, Mok In-seop wouldn't remain silent.

Mok In-seop spoke in a deliberately arrogant manner in front of the residence where the three princes were staying.

“Hey, the Grand Duke has arrived, so tell him inside.”

"yes."

As the young man who was sweeping the yard walked away, Mok In-seop spoke as if to tell him to go in first.

“Please come in.”

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“Are you here?”

These were the first words of the third prince, Lee Ja-eon, upon seeing the Grand Duke. Lee Ja-eon glanced at Mok In-seop and spoke indifferently.

“It’s been a while, Mr. Mokga.”

Mok In-seop replied with a hearty laugh.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

In the practice room set up by the sponsor, Lee Ja-eon was cutting a wooden doll with a real sword, while two of Lee Ja-eon's personal guards stood watching.

As Danwoo-seong watched, Lee Ja-eon struck two wooden dolls standing side by side one after another. Lee Ja-eon examined the dolls' cut surfaces and spoke.

“What kind of wind brought you here?”

Danwoo Seong had no response.

Instead, he scanned the training ground, then gazed intently at the faces of the guards standing there with stern expressions. They were men Lee Jin-eon didn't even remember. Dan Woo-sung didn't feel like beating up his third son in front of an outsider.

Danwoo Seong said while looking at Mok Inseop.

“I have something to say to the third one, so you all go out.”

Mok In-seop was the first to respond, as if he was sorry.

“Yes, I understand.”

Mok In-seop was expecting that the third son would soon be beaten.

'Oh, I have to see this… What a shame.'

As Mok In-seop strode out, the guards looked at Lee Ja-eon's face. They seemed determined to move only if Lee Ja-eon told them to.

Lee Ja-eon said with a smile.

"Why the escorts? Do you want to fight me? Did you even dig up a single elixir root from Mount Guhwa and drink it? This is ridiculous."

Lee Ja-eon threw his sword at his guards. When one guard caught it, Lee Ja-eon waved his hand and said,

“You people, the Grand Duke of the Galaxy is telling you to leave, so why are you hesitating? How arrogant······.”

The escorts bowed their heads and replied.

"yes."

After Mok In-seop and all the other guards disappeared from the backroom, Lee Ja-eon walked up to Dan Woo-seong and looked around his face.

"You're feeling better. Your expression is different, but you seem like a different person. What happened? You know how to glare at people. Did you take the wrong medicine? Or did the tonic affect your brain?"

Danwoo Seong said.

“Jaeon-ah.”

Lee Ja-eon said this while placing one hand on Dan Woo-seong's shoulder.

"Brother, come to your senses. Now that you're back, stop causing trouble. Stop drinking."

Danwoo-seong nodded.

“I think so.”

Lee Ja-eon nodded.

"You've thought it through. I'm afraid to go somewhere and say I'm still Lee Jin-eon's younger brother. If Father hadn't sent me to Anga, my brother, who never left the world, would probably have been nicknamed 'Sex Demon.'"

Danwoo Sung inspected Lee Ja-eon's physical condition. He was curious about the extent of his training. However, the man who practiced swordsmanship had hands that were truly clean and smooth.

Lee Ja-eon continued speaking.

“If you say ‘pervert’, it’s too high-level, so let’s say ‘giru pervert’. That’s more appropriate for your level, hyung.”

As they spoke, Lee Ja-eon's evil power was added to Dan Woo-seong's shoulder.

Lee Ja-eon spoke to Dan Woo-seong, who was standing still, in a voice so small that no one around him could hear.

"If you don't want to be hit like before, let's just be quiet. I'll just live without worrying about it. The atmosphere at the top isn't great these days."

At this point, it would have been normal for the Archduke to complain about his shoulder pain, but his expression remained unchanged. Instead, Dan Woo-seong, in the same posture, held Lee Ja-eon's shoulder with his right hand and responded.

"I get it."

“Oh, you’re coming to your senses?”

Danwoo Seong also said while raising his evil power.

"Sometimes, when people overcome near-death experiences, they change. In my case, I'd say it changed for the better."

Izaeon's face immediately contorted. A short, piercing scream escaped her.

“Ah! Ah, ah, ah!”

The pain from my older brother's powerful attack was so intense that it felt like my shoulder was going to break. The sad truth was that Danwoo-seong was only just beginning to exert his full strength.

< King, my brothers… … > End

ⓒ Eugene Sung

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