Scholar Demon Venerable

Cheongun, who was in the process of learning about the martial world, still did not know much about people or sects.

The Blood Emperor also did not know much because there was a time difference of three hundred years.

Even after the food came out, Miao Qingqing smiled brightly and asked Cheongun questions.

"This is Wuzangrou, and it tastes better than what I used to eat at home. Young Master Lee, you should try it too."

"Thank you. The cook here is good at cooking."

"I think so too. How can he cook so deliciously? Hehe."

Although Miao Qingqing did not eat a lot, she ate a little of everything.

Cheongun also enjoyed watching her.

After the meal was over and the dishes were cleared, tea came out. Although it was not a top-grade tea, it was a Pu-erh tea that was too good to be given out for free in a restaurant.

Slurp.

Cheongun sipped the hot tea from the top and savored the taste of the tea.

The astringent taste had a slight sweetness, so it could rinse the mouth that had become stuffy from the food.

Miao Qingqing watched Cheongun drink tea with the teacup to her mouth. Her face was still slightly flushed.

"Young Master Lee, are you a scholar?"

She had a slightly disappointed expression for some reason.

Cheongun put down his teacup and looked at Miao Qingqing.

"That's right. I am a scholar who dreams of rising to a high position."

"Ah, I see."

It was when Miao Qingqing answered with a slightly weak voice. Suddenly, someone's voice cut in between the two.

"Young Lady, you were here."

He turned his head to the side where the sound had come from. A nobleman holding a folding fan was walking without hesitation.

He was a man who looked to be in his mid-twenties.

His skin was fair, and his features were distinct. He had a handsome appearance without any flaws. If he had to find a flaw, his lips looked a little thin.

Cheongun looked at the nobleman and then turned his head to look at Miao Qingqing.

It seemed she was using telepathy, as she was muttering something. Cheongun pretended not to know.

The nobleman, who had paused for a moment, smiled and said.

"Did you enjoy your meal? I heard you were having a meal here and came running, but I was late."

"No. I can't be a nuisance to Young Master Ou."

"Still, I can't do that. You are a guest of the Zirong Palace, so I should treat you."

Cheongun listened to the two's conversation and found out that the man was the fourth son of Ou Huliang.

'So this is the scoundrel who is said to be quite fond of women.'

He already knew the information about the Zirong Palace. Among them, the fourth son, Ou Yongping, who was known as a profligate, was this person.

But the relationship between the two did not look very good. Although Ou Yongping tried his best to look good to Miao Qingqing, Miao Qingqing, on the contrary, tried to keep her distance from Ou Yongping.

Miao Qingqing said to Ou Yongping in a stiff tone, which was not the attitude and tone she had used with Cheongun.

"We didn't come to the Zirong Palace to be treated. We just came because we heard there was a difficulty while passing by, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Hahaha. Still, how can I do that? It's not just any place, but Jiangxi..."

"Young Master Ou! Have you already forgotten what I asked you?"

Miao Qingqing cut off Ou Yongping's words in the middle.

Although Cheongun was curious about the rest of the words, he could not ask. It was not something he could intervene in between the two.

Moreover, the smile had disappeared from Miao Qingqing's face.

Ou Yongping's face hardened at Miao Qingqing's cold gaze.

Cheongun glanced at Ou Yongping's face. He was angry but was forcibly holding it in.

'I can't step in, and I can't say I'm leaving...'

It was a dilemma. The situation was not good to move without being tactful. If he moved without knowing what kind of relationship the two had, he could cause an unnecessary misunderstanding.

So he was quiet, but the world was not easy.

Ou Yongping glanced at Cheongun and then made a strange expression.

He asked Miao Qingqing without even turning his gaze from Cheongun.

"Young Lady, don't tell me it's because of this skinny-looking guy?"

"What are you talking about? It has nothing to do with this Young Master."

"This Young Master? Hehe, don't tell me you're trying to distance yourself from me because you like this guy? I can't believe that you, Young Lady, would choose a pale-faced scholar who hasn't learned a single martial art over me, the son of the Zirong Palace master."

"What do you mean by choose? You're talking as if there was some promise between me and Young Master Ou. We've only met once."

"The moment I first saw you, my heart was already only for you. This heart is filled only with you."

At Ou Yongping's words, Miao Qingqing trembled once. At such a Miao Qingqing's reaction, Ou Yongping made a bright expression.

It was like watching a man confessing to the woman he loved.

But Miao Qingqing's thought was different.

"You, you're crazy as the rumors say?"

Although a lot of displeasure was shown, he did not care.

It was a reaction that the numerous women he had met so far had shown, and they had eventually wriggled in his arms, saying it was good.

A streak of desire passed through Ou Yongping's two eyes.

"Young Lady, do you not know my heart? If you take my hand, your family can go beyond Jiangxi Province and scold the world."

Miao Qingqing made a dumbfounded expression at the man's words.

"I can't listen to you anymore. Please go back."

In the end, she even turned her head and gave an order to leave.

Ou Yongping, who had thought the rice was cooked and had become a meal, became a dog that had been chasing a chicken.

For a moment, the sound of giggling was heard from all directions. The onlookers were chuckling with a gloating expression.

Ou Yongping's face turned red.

For a moment, Ou Yongping looked at Cheongun, who was looking at him blankly, and then turned his head and growled at Miao Qingqing.

"As expected, it was because of this son of a b*tch."

Ou Yongping's face, which had looked kind, contorted like a beast that had been kicked. Although he couldn't tell why he was angry, he was extremely angry.

Miao Qingqing's voice also rose slightly.

"Watch your words! I clearly said it has nothing to do with this Young Master."

"What? You're saying that even though I'm seeing the two of you sitting intimately with my own two eyes? Are you saying I'm a blind man?"

Ureureung.

Ou Yongping got angry and emitted his internal energy.

Cheongun didn't care much whether Ou Yongping got angry or not. He just couldn't understand Ou Yongping, who was even bringing up his internal energy in a love quarrel between a man and a woman.

"Young Master, you can't do this. Please gather your internal energy."

The man who was next to Miao Qingqing stepped forward and blocked Ou Yongping's momentum.

As his momentum was blocked by the man, Ou Yongping's face twitched.

He had never been ignored like this in his life.

Moreover, the numerous people in the inn were watching him.

'If I retreat like this, I won't be able to hold my head up. No, even if I just retreat, I can't just leave this bastard alone.'

Padeudeuk.

The sound of Ou Yongping's teeth grinding was heard.

A tension appeared on the face of the man who had blocked his front.

Although he was known as a scoundrel, Ou Yongping had skills that were not inferior to his. Moreover, since this was the territory of the Zirong Palace, he had to be careful.

Fortunately, Ou Yongping took a step back.

"Alright. I will retreat, thinking of the Young Lady's family. But I can't just leave this gigolo-like guy alone."

"What did you say? If you do that, I won't just stand by either."

"This has nothing to do with the Young Lady."

"Why does it have nothing to do with me? You're saying you're going to take it out on this Young Master right now. If you do that, I won't just stand by."

This time, Miao Qingqing got angry and raised her momentum. But Ou Yongping didn't care and glared at Cheongun.

"Hey, how long are you going to hide behind a woman's skirt?"

As the spark suddenly flew, Cheongun made a dumbfounded expression.

"Are you talking to me?"

"Hahaha, then who else is here besides you?"

"I see."

"I-I see? Hahaha, this is, I've found a country bumpkin who doesn't know who I am."

Grinning, Ou Yongping looked at Cheongun with a wicked expression.

Cheongun also did not retreat and looked at Ou Yongping with a pathetic look and said.

"I've lived in a bigger city than you. If you have something to say, say it quickly."

"You pale-faced scholar, do you want to die?"

"Hah..."

Cheongun was so at a loss for words that he sighed.

Since he was a guy who was famous as a scoundrel, he had thought he was a half-wit who only chased after women's skirts. But now he saw that he was a crazy guy who lived with his mind gone.

As if he didn't like Cheongun's cold gaze, Ou Yongping swung the folding fan he was holding in his hand.

Shwaek.

"No!"

Miao Qingqing, who was watching, screamed. It was so sudden that she could not block the attack that was directed at Cheongun.

Although it seemed Ou Yongping had swung it lightly, it contained a power that would break a bone or cause a serious injury if a person who had not learned martial arts was hit.

Thwack!

Thwack? Not thwack?

Although it was a folding fan he had swung without looking, the sound was different from what he usually heard. Ou Yongping's head slowly turned to the side of the folding fan.

The folding fan was caught in the hand of Cheongun, whom he had thought was a skinny gigolo.

Cheongun, who had caught the folding fan, frowned.

"You're the son of Ou Huliang, who brags about being the guardian of the righteous path, and you treat a good person like this?"

"Ho, not bad."

Cheongun's words were not in his mind. What was important to Ou Yongping was only that his folding fan had been blocked.

Hoo-ak.

Ou Yongping brought up his internal energy.

At that momentum, the people around staggered back.

"Young Lady, please step back."

"Get out of the way. This Young Master is in danger."

Miao Qingqing sensed the danger and tried to help Cheongun, but the two guards grabbed such a Miao Qingqing and pulled her back.

The inside of the inn instantly became a mess.

But Ou Yongping's action, which seemed like it would cause a big accident, was strange.

"Th-this bastard! Can't you let go of this?"

Ou Yongping, who was trying to take out the folding fan that was caught by Cheongun and attack again, realized that something was wrong. The folding fan that was caught in Cheongun's hand did not budge.

Seureuk.

Cheongun slightly let go of the folding fan he was holding.

Ou Yongping, who was pulling with all his might, was startled and retreated. Although he did not suffer the embarrassment of falling, he showed an unsightly appearance.

Ou Yongping gritted his teeth and shouted.

"You son of a b*tch!"

Chwarak!

Ou Yongping erased the appearance of looking down on Cheongun and unfolded the folding fan.

"I thought you were a pale-faced scholar, but you're a guy with a move. To catch my Creation Wind and Cloud Fan with your bare hands."

He assumed a ready position and growled.

The folding fan he used as a weapon had the name Creation Wind and Cloud Fan. It was a fan used by a peak-level master of the martial world called the Wind and Cloud Young Master a hundred years ago.

Since it was so hard that it would not break even if it collided with a divine weapon, it was the best weapon for a martial artist who had learned martial arts using a fan.

Cheongun also knew that the fan was not ordinary and said a word.

"They say a pearl necklace on a pig's neck, and that's exactly what they're talking about you."

"What? You bastard! Stop talking nonsense and get up and attack!"

Ou Yongping did not attack right away, as if he were being very generous.

Cheongun, who was sitting quietly in his seat, sighed and stood up.

'As expected, the guys from the Zirong Palace are no good.'

He turned his body and looked over Ou Yongping and the ones who had come with him as if to guard him.

At such a leisurely Cheongun's appearance, Ou Yongping became even more angry.

"I will break all your limbs and drag you around Tangshan like a dog!"

"Hahaha. You have a plausible plan."

"Wh-what? Alright! I will definitely see you crying and begging me to save you. What are you all doing, attack!"

He got angry and gave an order to the ones who were guarding him.

"Don't blame us."

"It's all your own doing."

The guards said a word each and flew their bodies.

The man in the lead among the guards thrust a large fist at Cheongun's face.

"Stop!"

Miao Qingqing, who was watching, was surprised and shouted.

(End of Chapter)