Chapter 78: Chapter 78

Chapter 78: Receive My Logic

The Han Family, the only family in the vicinity of Kaifeng that stood shoulder to shoulder with the Yeom family.

However, the wives of the two families were complete opposites.

Madam Hahou of the Yeom family always had a face full of spirit.

Madam Yang of the Han family always had a face full of worries.

“A home visit? Did our Dangyu cause some kind of trouble again?”

The clerk from the academy bowed his head.

“I understand that the young master went out for some air and came back.”

Went out for some air.

It was a roundabout, very roundabout way of putting it.

Nevertheless, Madam Yang understood at once.

Her son had already stormed out of the training hall countless times.

When it first happened, the academy instructors went looking for him.

But even when they found Handangyudo, he would lie down on the spot if they tried to take him back to the academy.

In the end, the academy instructors gave up.

Next, they sent warriors who were familiar with her son, but they too gave up.

Now, it was a situation where if he went out, they would just leave him alone until he returned on his own.

It was a relief if he just kept to himself without harming the other children and came back after calming down.

“Yes. It seems there was a small altercation with the other young masters and ladies.”

The clerk tried to shorten his words as much as possible, but.

“Don’t hold back, tell me in detail. I need to know in order to sort things out.”

At Madam Yang’s request, he relayed what had happened.

“He fought with Sobong and Seongsa? And he pushed Uhye?”

Among the virtuous mothers, there were some wives who would get angry at the clerk delivering the news.

Madam Yang had never done that, so the clerks did not feel burdened coming to this house.

Rather, they felt sorry for the suffering Madam Yang.

Such a Madam Yang was holding her forehead and struggling.

The clerk, thinking it might help, also relayed what Jin Yeomyeong had said.

“The instructor in charge of the class said that the young master returned to class and reconciled with the others. I heard this just before I came.”

At the clerk's words, Madam Yang, who had briefly closed her eyes, opened them.

However, her eyes were still dark.

“The instructor spoke kindly. But I know. I know that such a thing could not have happened.”

“No. It wasn't that he spoke kindly, the instructor was certain-”

“Let's stop there. Thank you for delivering the news.”

The clerk recalled Jin Yeomyeong’s joyful face.

He had said that the class with the children was fun. If the situation hadn't been resolved, he wouldn't have had such an expression. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel•fire.net

‘Hurry up and come explain. So that this family’s worries can be lessened.’

The clerk could not step in any further. He bowed and left the mansion.

Madam Han, left alone, looked towards Handangyudo's room.

He had come in with a smiling face, so she thought nothing had happened today.

To think he had caused such an incident.

He was a child who would usually come and tell her first if something bad happened.

Why didn't he do that this time?

Was it because he thought he had caused a big accident, or was he just not thinking?

‘He pushed the daughter of the Virtuous Mothers' Association Leader and came back…’

Talk had been circulating in the Virtuous Mothers' Association for a while.

The talk was that Handangyudo was a disturbance to the other children and should be expelled from the academy.

Madam Yang had been thinking of following along if the atmosphere of the meeting went that way, but.

For some reason, the Association Leader did not let that talk pass.

Then the wives who followed the Association Leader’s will also stopped mentioning it.

‘But if even the Association Leader turns her back on us. Now there’s really nothing I can do.’

Strangely, even though her son ran out of the academy like that, he was not on bad terms with the other children.

That was the reason Madam Yang had held on.

Because the children accepted him, because she didn’t want to take his friends away from her son.

As if to mock Madam Yang’s agony, Handangyudo’s cheerful voice could be heard.

Thump, thump, thump, thump, the boy ran to Madam Han.

“I forgot, the teacher is coming today!”

There are other things to forget.

Madam Yang was inwardly devastated, but she endured and smiled.

“Really? What brings the teacher here? By any chance, can you tell me from the beginning?”

“From the beginning?”

“Yes. I want to hear from the beginning.”

Handangyudo briefly recalled his memories.

‘Huh? What should I say first?’

Neither Madam Yang nor Handangyudo himself could have known, but.

The turbid energy began to rise again in his mind.

It would be good to say that they reconciled first. Then his mother would probably be happy.

Despite clearly thinking that.

“At first! I fought with Gunsobong and Brother Seongsa!”

“What did you fight about?”

“Huh? What did we fight about?”

“I’ll wait. Think about it slowly.”

Madam Yang waited as she had promised.

“I fought because they hit me.”

Handangyudo now knew that they had touched him, not hit him.

The new teacher had told him.

But since he had to say it from the beginning, he planned to say that he had learned this later.

Maybe it would be okay to say it first?

The turbid energy covered this thought.

“So I left the academy.”

“By any chance, when you were leaving……”

“Uhye tried to stop me, so I pushed her.”

He had apologized, and Yeom Uhye had accepted his apology.

Should I say this later too?

Suddenly, his mother's dark expression came into Handangyudo's sight.

The turbid energy is rising.

He can't concentrate on what he was saying.

‘What was I trying to say?’

While thinking about what he was trying to say.

‘What's for dinner tonight?’

He had already moved on to another thought.

‘Ah, no? What was I thinking about?’

He forgot what he was thinking about.

He forgot, but he doesn't know what he forgot.

His thoughts came to a complete stop, and he didn't know what to say.

“That's what happened.”

In the end, he finished his story.

The apology, the reconciliation, and the new teacher never came out of his mouth.

Mother and son, lost in their own minds, were both silent.

“Madam, what are you hesitating about.”

A thick voice was heard.

The wife's and Handangyudo's heads turned at the same time.

There stood Master Jang, Jang Maenghu.

“I heard that a message came from the academy and came to see. So that’s what happened.”

Jang Maenghu was the martial artist in charge of Handangyudo's treatment.

He had inherited the traditions of the Jiangxi Shanghui Temple and possessed renowned martial arts.

It was said that his pure martial arts were effective for children like Handangyudo who were easily confused.

However, in Handangyudo's case, it was taking a little longer.

“The young master can only get better if you do as I have told you.”

Master Jang looked at Handangyudo heavily.

“Young master, it didn't work with my previous teachings, so it can't be helped.”

“Even if it is a little harsh, please bear with it.”

Master Jang looked at the wife this time.

“I told you that a drastic measure was needed, right? Now is that time.”

When Handangyudo showed no improvement, Master Jang had made a suggestion to the wife.

It was to change the policy.

- Harsh corporal punishment will have to be used.

- What? On Dangyu? If it's a necessary punishment, I will do it, but harsh corporal punishment?

- There are many paths to teaching. Young Master Dangyu is unable to recall the teachings when he needs to make a choice. A punishment strong enough that he has no choice but to recall them is necessary.

- What level of corporal punishment are you talking about?

- It's simple. Slap his cheek until he cries.

Master Jang was now urging the implementation of that policy.

But Madam Yang couldn't help but hesitate.

She knew that a drastic measure was needed, but wasn't slapping his cheek until he cried too much?

“Huu, I knew you would hesitate.”

Madam Yang couldn’t do it. Just imagining it made her breath tremble.

To strike her own child’s cheek with her own hands like that.

Such an education is impossible—

“Then I will do it instead.”

Madam Yang looked back and forth between Master Jang and Handangyudo.

“I will take on the difficult role. So please leave it to me.”

“Master Jang, you're a martial artist. If you do that—”

“Of course, I will control my strength.”

“Madam, isn’t it already dangerous because of today’s incident?”

Master Jang said firmly.

“What will you do if things get bigger than today?”

It was a worry Madam Yang had been having. Master Jang touched on that worry.

Madam Yang’s mind was as confused as if it had been filled with turbid energy.

She didn't know what was good for her child.

Would it be okay if he could fix his attitude and stay with his friends at the academy, even if it meant being punished?

But that punishment was so harsh that she couldn't carry it out herself, and would the child be okay after receiving the punishment?

Confusion, and more confusion.

Master Jang nodded with an expression that seemed to understand everything.

The physicians who had been brought in to treat her child had all left. It was a blessing in itself that a renowned martial artist had come as a teacher.

“Please leave it to me.”

There was no one else who asked to be entrusted with this.

“It will definitely be effective.”

There was no one else who guaranteed effectiveness.

The wife remained frozen in confusion.

Master Jang turned his body to Handangyudo.

“Young master, clench your teeth.”

“N-no! I don't want to!”

Handangyudo instinctively realized the harm that was about to be inflicted on him.

“I said I don't want to!”

Thump, thump, he tried to run away, but.

He was easily caught by Master Jang’s hand.

“No! I said I don't want to!”

“Young master, forgive me!”

Master Jang’s large hand was raised high, and then.

He hadn't even noticed their presence, and they had even easily caught his hand.

Master Jang was flustered and shouted.

Looking at the expression of the person who appeared, it was not the time to question who they were.

The person who appeared asked instead.

He looked at Master Jang with blazing, burning eyes.

“To let a child’s scream reach my ears.”

He had come to the main gate of the Han family and announced his arrival.

When the gate opened and he could see inside, he had habitually used his Eight Sensations, and a sound that couldn’t help but rush into Jin Yeomyeong’s ears was heard.

The sound of a child shouting that they didn't want to.

The child's cry now contained a completely different emotion.

The emotion of reaching out to an adult who had come to save him.

Master Jang quickly used the Whip Hand to shake off Jin Yeomyeong's hand.

“The Ink Sword Great Hero of Luoyang, I have heard much of your reputation.”

Jin Yeomyeong’s eyes as he looked at him were still cold.

“Calm down. I raised my hand out of necessity to treat the young master.”

Master Jang calmed his flustered heart.

Just from the single exchange of hands, he could tell Jin Yeomyeong's martial prowess. If they fought, he would lose.

“I have heard that the Ink Sword Great Hero is a man who knows propriety.”

“If you wish to stop me, you will have to refute my educational and therapeutic measures.”

“Isn't that natural? If you wish to stop a treatment, you must state your reasons and argue them.”

Jin Yeomyeong nodded.

“Do you understand? Your martial arts may be profound, but you should not stop a treatment so abruptly .”

Master Jang straightened his posture and looked at Jin Yeomyeong.

Not like a martial artist, but like a debater.

He was probably confident in what he had to say.

And Jin Yeomyeong also had a lot to say about the treatment of turbid energy.

Hadn't he already calmed Handangyudo once?

If he developed his logic based on that experience, the listener would surely be convinced.

So after standing opposite Master Jang.

He sent a palm strike without warning.

Master Jang was hit hard on the cheek and sent flying backward.

Several chairs were caught and sent flying.

Master Jang was slammed into the wall.

He was crumpled up with his head down and his butt up.

“You received it well.”

Jin Yeomyeong raised his hand and approached.

“I will continue to develop my logic.”