Chapter 77: Chapter 77

Chapter 77: The Teacher's Secret Method

“I’m not angry anymore.”

Handangyudo’s voice was steady.

The little boy in my arms stood without any agitation.

The heartbeat I felt was also calm.

Yeom Uhye peeked her head in.

“Handangyudo, are you okay?”

Handangyudo’s heartbeat quickened again.

Was he getting angry again?

I released my embrace and looked at the little boy.

The boy’s face was red.

But it wasn’t out of anger.

“I’m sorry about before…”

It seemed the matter of pushing Yeom Uhye earlier was weighing on his mind.

His apologetic voice trailed off.

Unlike when he was shouting, he was now perfectly gentle.

“Okay, that was wrong, but I forgive you. Are you okay now?”

Yeom Uhye, on the other hand, was sharp and clear.

She was clear about the wrongdoing, yet generous with forgiveness.

And she was looking out for Handangyudo.

Handangyudo scratched the back of his head.

Yeom Uhye nodded and then asked me.

“Teacher, how did you do that?”

I cleared away the turbid energy.

A chaotic energy mixed with various impurities.

Its negative effects on a person are no less than that of demonic arts.

It manifests like an illness, distorting thoughts, emotions, and senses.

A person tainted by turbid energy cannot properly perceive themselves and the outside world, and as a result, they react differently from others.

Just like Handangyudo’s anger.

I had felt the turbid energy when I saw Handangyudo in the training hall.

Being attuned to the energy of nature, I am quick to react not only to demonic energy but also to turbid energy.

Furthermore, I can control it to some extent.

Just now, I had calmed Handangyudo by clearing away the turbid energy with the energy of nature.

But rather than explaining all this to Yeom Uhye.

“The teacher has a secret method.”

“I did a dance that calms anger. Wiggle, wiggle. You saw, right?”

“Eh, a dance? Does dancing make you not angry?”

“But look. It worked, didn't it?”

Yeom Uhye just blinked a few times and then grinned.

It feels child is just letting my excuse slide.

Well, if so, thank you.

“Dangyu, you see, the teacher.”

I hadn’t completely removed the turbid energy.

I had only calmed him down for a moment.

To get rid of it completely would require proper Energy Guidance and Exercise.

“May I visit your house today?”

“Yes. I want to discuss with your mother a way for you to be at ease.”

A new teacher suddenly asking to visit would surprise any child, but.

Handangyudo nodded with a happy face.

I’m grateful that you welcome me.

If I hadn’t seen him, it would have been different, but I have seen the child.

I can’t just ignore him when I can help.

And I can explore the inside of the complex along the way.

“Shall we get some fresh air to calm our minds? Both of you, sit on the teacher’s arms.”

Getting some fresh air for a child who is having a hard time adjusting to class.

And at the same time, I conduct my reconnaissance.

I held Handangyudo in my right arm and Yeom Uhye in my left.

Is that how it feels to the children?

I used the Xun Trigram Technique to leap over a wall. I made long jumps from wall to wall, ran up a pavilion, and glided to another pavilion.

The wind brushed past my ears.

The solid ground beneath my feet was now far below, and the sky was that much closer.

“This is so much fun!”

The sounds of their joyful shouts tickled my ears along with the wind.

Their laughter alone made using my movement arts worthwhile, but.

‘Still, I can’t forget my purpose.’

I tried to take in as much as I could with my eyes.

The Kaifeng noble family complex was larger than other residential districts (坊).

The mansions of prestigious families are much larger than ordinary houses.

For such mansions to be gathered together, the district itself had to be large.

They probably combined several districts into one.

‘Instead, the number of mansions isn’t that large. If I wanted to sneak in and explore, I could manage somehow. But that’s not the problem.’

This gaze I’ve felt since entering the complex.

The gazes that my intuition warned me were watching me.

‘They must be the retainers.’

They weren't masters who could be obtained through employment.

They were clearly people brought in with the utmost respect.

At least the Demonic Cult followers won’t be able to run wild as they please.

“Alright, let’s go back now.”

That’s enough for now.

Let’s meet again, retainers.

“Aww, let’s fly more!”

“I want to fly more!”

“We have to go back to our friends. We can’t just leave them, can we?”

When I gave them a valid reason, the two of them nodded, though disappointed.

I landed lightly in front of the training hall and placed my hand on the door.

Handangyudo grabbed my robe with his small hand. For a child’s small hand, his grip was quite strong.

Instead of the mumbling boy, Yeom Uhye spoke up.

“He’s embarrassed. Because he has to apologize to the others.”

Gunsobong and Jangseongsa had been hit on the face and glasses, respectively.

But those children had stood up for Handangyudo.

“Don’t worry. If you apologize properly to your friends, they’ll say it’s okay.”

“Really. Isn’t that right, Uhye?”

“Of course! Hurry up and go in, Handangyudo!”

I took the boy’s hand off my robe and gently placed it on the training hall’s doorknob.

I, too, gently pushed that cautiously moving hand.

The door opened smoothly.

Still, it was enough to draw the attention of the children inside.

“The teacher is here!”

“Handangyudo is here too!”

The children’s attention rested on me for a moment before turning to Handangyudo.

Right, in this situation, they would be more curious about what Handangyudo would do.

I held up my palm to stop Jang Gangcheon, who was approaching from the other side.

The children’s reconciliation comes first.

Handangyudo just fidgeted with his fingers.

The children, sensing the mood, parted ways. In that spot stood Gunsobong and Jangseongsa.

“I-I’m sorry… It was my fault…”

I was wondering how to help with this, but you did well on your own.

“It’s okay! I’m sorry for touching your clothes!”

“We did it because your clothes were so pretty!”

Just as I thought, Gunsobong and Jangseongsa readily accepted his apology.

Gunsobong, overjoyed, raised his hand and touched Handangyudo’s shoulder.

Instantly, Jangseongsa shouted briefly.

Gunsobong also realized his mistake.

Handangyudo was the type to get angry and say he was hit if someone just touched him a little.

But he had just touched his shoulder.

Gunsobong and Jangseongsa’s eyes widened.

“Yeah. I’m okay after the teacher used his secret method.”

This time, all the children’s eyes widened.

“Dangyu says he’s okay!”

“Teacher! What’s the secret method?”

Instantly, they swarmed toward me.

They look like a flock of ducks when they rush at me all at once.

I smiled faintly and answered.

“The teacher’s secret method is—”

Bright, sparkling eyes were fixed on me.

I’m sorry to disappoint you.

“You have to do the horse stance today too, right? Shall we start now?”

Free practice is over.

Because class must go on.

“Instructor Jin, what happened in class after I left?”

As soon as I sat down at my desk in the academic affairs office, the Vice Director appeared.

“Hurry up and tell me.”

“You don’t want the responsibility, but you are curious?”

“Ahem. I am the Vice Director! I must be aware of what happened in class!”

I looked around and saw that the instructors who had shown no reaction this morning were now glancing this way.

Yeom Uhye is the daughter of the Virtuous Mothers' Association Leader.

The incident where she was pushed over brought a sense of tension to the otherwise lax academic affairs office.

Even though it was nothing to the kids.

“There were no more problems after that, right? Nothing that would anger the Virtuous Mothers? How were the young masters’ and ladies’ spirits?”

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“The horse stance? Why that… no, that’s not what I was asking, was it!”

As I sat there, the violently shaking beard kept entering my field of vision.

Since he kept thrusting his face forward, it was about to tickle my head.

Feeling somewhat unpleasant, I casually stood up from my seat.

“Now, it was fine. Student Handangyudo also returned to his place, and everyone reconciled.”

What a perfect result.

Everything back in its place.

“Young Master Handangyudo is not one to return to class after leaving like that. Moreover, reconciliation is out of the question. He would have been sulking for days.”

“So that’s how it usually was.”

“I’m telling you not to pretend. Was Young Lady Yeom Uhye’s mood okay? What about Young Master Gunsobong and Young Master Jangseongsa?”

“I told you everyone was fine.”

But the Vice Director asked questions and then didn’t listen.

“Ah, it’s not right for me to say this, but. Young Master Handangyudo can’t go on anymore.”

“In the end, I have no choice but to tell the Virtuous Mothers. Young Master Handangyudo can no longer—”

He can’t attend class with the others?

“That’s why I’ve decided to visit student Handangyudo’s house today.”

The Vice Director seemed to hear selectively.

He heard my last words perfectly and looked this way.

“I asked a clerk to send someone before coming to the academic affairs office. A home visit is necessary.”

“Hey, by whose authority?”

“Didn’t I, the instructor, agree to take responsibility?”

“Responsibility. Hmm. But…”

“Then will you, the Vice Director, take responsibility for the class?”

His reaction is amusing.

He took two steps back as if he had really been poked by something.

“No, that’s not it. What are you going to say when you go there?”

“I will just talk about the student.”

Stories like, there is a way to remove the turbid energy.

I didn't feel the need to inform the Vice Director. I just stood there with a ‘what are you going to do about it’ attitude.

Then the Vice Director also stared at my face.

He seemed to be going through many deliberations. In the end, he nodded.

“It might be for the best. If she hears it from the new instructor as well, Madam Yang will surely make a decision.”

It would be to have him educated at home instead of sending him to the academy.

“Or maybe not. She might try the last resort.”

“What is this last resort? Many physicians have already visited that house for treatment.”

“Physicians. Have they tried a method using martial arts?”

They probably haven’t.

“I said they are using it. A martial artist is staying at that house for Young Master Handangyudo. A renowned martial artist, at that.”

“Renowned. What’s the problem?”

Even if one’s martial arts are profound, they might not know about turbid energy.

I only know because I learned the Eight Trigram Unity Technique, which is sensitive to energy.

But if so, what kind of treatment are they doing?

And why has there been no treatment at all?

“What. Why are you suddenly making such a scary face.”

I could no longer hear the Vice Director’s words.

“Renowned, my foot. Some quack must have attached himself to them.”

The home visit might get a little intense.