The RoFan Novel Fan Has Reincarnated Into A Martial Arts Novel-Chapter 15

Seeing Cheon-gang's sudden action, his father, Ibaeksan, raised his hand with a strange smile. It caused an even greater stir than Cheon-gang’s actions.

“Ha!”

Only then did people begin glancing around, trying to gauge the situation. What they were curious about was...

‘How will the Namgung Family react?’

At that moment, something unexpected happened. Namgung Hyeon, the head of the Namgung Family, raised his hand.

“The idea of showing mercy moves me. I too, will support Hwang Bo Yeon's opinion.”

With those surprisingly gentle words, the atmosphere shifted. People began raising their hands, following the example of Ibaeksan and Namgung Hyeon. Yeon’s eyes, watching the wave of change, filled with excitement.

‘It’s done!’

She sent an affectionate gaze towards Cheon-gang, the one who started the first wave. “Good job.” If there were 100 “Well Done” stickers, she would have given him all of them.

Cheon-gang, with a slightly embarrassed look, lowered his head under Yeon’s shining gaze. Even that cute gesture made Yeon feel like she might die from how adorable it was.

‘Cheon-gang, I’ll forgive you if you make mistakes while we’re dating... as long as it’s not cheating.’

At that moment, Abbot Damdeok spoke up. The abbot, who was also raising his hand in support, had a calm expression.

“I’ve counted, and there are twenty-four in favor. Now, I ask those who oppose to raise their hands.”

Hands, including those of Paeng Ho-mok and Han Sa-wook, quickly shot up. Yeon quickly counted the numbers in her head.

‘One, two, three, four, five, six...’

A sigh escaped Yeon’s lips as she confirmed the numbers. Coincidentally, there were exactly twenty-four who opposed as well.

“There are exactly twenty-four who oppose. What a coincidence. Ha ha...”

As Abbot Damdeok spoke, a loud voice suddenly rang out.

“Abbot!”

From somewhere, an overly excited voice reached their ears. Yeon didn’t want to hear this voice at this very moment.

“I’m sorry, but I didn’t raise my hand. I still haven’t made up my mind.”

She spoke in a tone that seemed to express fake hesitation, her voice as annoying as ever.

“...Namgung Shijoo? Are you thinking of abstaining from the vote?”

“No, it’s not that, but it’s a matter that really troubles me.”

With a finger placed on her forehead, Namgung Jihyeon was acting like she was deep in thought.

With a smirk, Namgung Jihyeon casually glanced at Yeon. Her carefree attitude seemed almost like a fish on a vacation at a water park.

‘This is bad...’

There was no way Namgung Jihyeon would support this. No, she wouldn’t even consider it.

With this undeniable truth, Yeon’s mind froze. All the efforts she’d made, and Cheon-gang’s dramatic assist, were swept away by the wave of reality.

“If you are not going to abstain, you must make a decision.”

“Ah, right. Of course. Then I...”

The true torment lies in the hope that one might cling to, the kind that is the hardest to bear. Yeon’s gaze subtly shifted towards Namgung Jihyeon.

Just as if she had been waiting for it, Namgung Jihyeon grinned and pursed her lips.

“I’ll... oppose.”

Namgung Jihyeon’s triumphant laugh echoed through the room. Paeng Ho-mok’s mocking snicker followed. The abbot’s calm voice, tinged with disappointment, rang out next.

“With twenty-five votes, the motion to send an investigation team has been rejected. That will be all...”

At that moment, a chilling sound pierced the air, a noise that sharply stimulates one’s hearing. It sounded as if a blade were slicing through human flesh, followed by the sound of raindrops.

Thud.

Yeon’s eyes widened as she turned her head, and blood rain began to fall. It seemed like time slowed down as the blood-red rain, like a storm of blood, splattered onto the pristine white wallpaper.

Crash!

The first to react was Abbot Damdeok.

“Shijoo!”

The abbot threw himself towards Baek Ju-ah. She had slashed her left forearm with a short dagger, blood flowing freely.

Without a scream, Baek Ju-ah’s body was being tended to by Damdeok as he immediately applied pressure and used his internal energy.

“What is going on here?”

“What’s that?” people murmured.

In the midst of the growing commotion, Yeon rushed over.

“Hey! Are you alright? What’s happening...?”

Baek Ju-ah, half-collapsed, grabbed Yeon’s arm with her steady hand.

“Please... save us. The Baekha Escort Agency...”

“Be quiet!”

Damdeok shouted, cutting Baek Ju-ah off.

“Is there anyone here with hemostatic medicine? If you have any, hurry up!”

Despite the presence of ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) martial artists who usually carry medicine, no one stepped forward. Even if they had something, it was likely a simple remedy.

Then, a voice was heard.

“I-I have some.”

It was Tang Soso. She looked surprised, but unlike usual, she moved calmly.

She quickly pulled several packets from her sleeve and sprinkled the powder inside on Baek Ju-ah’s wound.

The powder, which resembled the color of sand, had a remarkable hemostatic effect. It was almost visible as the bleeding stopped.

“Thank you, Shijoo.”

“No, it’s fine. It’s something I always carry with me.”

After administering first aid, Damdeok looked at Baek Ju-ah seriously.

“Did you know what you were doing?”

What did he mean by that? Yeon tilted her head in confusion. Baek Ju-ah said nothing.

“Did you know the meaning of the confession and still went ahead with this?”

For the first time, true anger filled the eyes of the abbot. His deep gaze seemed to pierce through the truth and lies.

However, Baek Ju-ah only opened her mouth with an unreadable expression.

“Please... check the Baekha Escort Agency...”

The abbot squeezed his eyes shut in silence. After a moment of contemplation, he gave orders to the monks.

“Treat the Shijoo.”

The monks supported Baek Ju-ah, and her unstable form was dragged out. Yeon, unable to stay still, called out desperately.

“Wait a minute!”

Baek Ju-ah looked at Yeon silently as she was being pulled away, her pale face from the loss of blood.

“Don’t worry, focus on your treatment. I’ll do my best to help. If not, I’ll go alone. Understood?”

“...Tell me your name.”

“I’m Hwang Bo Yeon. From the Hwang Bo Family.”

Finally, Baek Ju-ah nodded slowly. Until the confession was cleared, her gaze remained fixed on Yeon. freeweɓnøvel.com

After the meeting ended, only Damdeok and Yeon were left in the empty room.

“Hwang Bo Shijoo, the reason I asked you to stay behind is that I have something to say. Normally, it’s principle to follow the results, but...”

The abbot paused, letting out a deep sigh.

“Baek Shijoo has practiced what she preaches—how can I turn a blind eye, even if it was intentional? Amitabha.”

Yeon didn’t fully understand what the abbot meant. She guessed it had something to do with Buddhist teachings, but she didn’t press the issue.

“What are your thoughts now, Hwang Bo Shijoo?”

At the abbot’s question, Yeon responded in a slightly deflated voice.

“I don’t have a detailed plan yet, but I’m determined to help her.”

“Are you planning to go alone, Shijoo?”

“Yes.”

For a moment, the abbot was silent. After a while, he muttered a quiet disapproval and finally spoke.

“The result that has already been decided cannot be changed. No matter how I feel about it, it means that I, under the name of Shaolin, cannot help you, Shijoo.”

Yeon knew this already, but still, a shadow of disappointment passed over her face.

“However...”

“However?”

“I can offer some advice.”

The abbot’s deep, sunken eyes stared into the air. He spoke in a low, rapid voice, as if reciting a scripture.

“The current hasty heart of Shijoo is like a lamp flickering in the wind. You must not act recklessly. It requires patience to wait until the eyes observing you become less vigilant.”

Yeon, who had been planning to visit Baek Ju-ah first, flinched at the abbot’s words. Observing eyes? Could he be referring to Paeng Ho-mok or Han Sa-wook?

“For now, you must prepare for unforeseen circumstances. Like someone drawing water to irrigate, you must reflect on yourself. It is too late to dig a well when you’re thirsty...”

After finishing his words, the abbot looked at Yeon intently. Yeon felt a sudden clarity.

‘That's right, behind the Red and White sect is the Baehwa Association. There could be a great master hidden somewhere, and I was about to just go recklessly.’

The abbot couldn’t have known about the Baehwa Association, but his advice penetrated the situation Yeon was in.

“Perhaps, it will already be too late to act. So, at most, in a month or so. I will give you that little bit of time.”

After delivering the final words, the abbot pressed his hands together and turned his gaze back to the air.

“Amitabha...”

With his soft chant, Yeon felt a deep gratitude before finally leaving the assembly hall.

****

Yeon first visited the place where Baek Ju-ah was.

‘I’ll visit her after a month.’

‘A month? That’s way too late!’

‘Don’t worry. No one will touch Baekha Escort Agency in the meantime. This is guaranteed not by me, but by someone much greater than me.’

‘....’

‘After a month, I’ll go. When your enemies are the least vigilant.’

Recalling her conversation with Baek Ju-ah, Yeon walked with heavy steps. Her plan was to go back to the family residence and train first.

‘But no matter how much my skills improve, can I solve this alone? Should I ask Father to help?’

Just then, someone approached closely, matching her pace. Soon, he walked alongside her.

“What are you thinking so hard about?”

“...Cheon-gang?”

“Are you planning to visit Baekha Escort Agency by yourself?”

“Huh?”

“Why don’t you come with me instead?”

While Yeon was still flustered, small footsteps quickly followed behind them.

“Hey, sister!”

This time, an unexpected face appeared.

“Soso?”

“U-um... Could I help you, sister?”

“What? I thought you were going back to Sichuan?”

“I told my father. For some reason, he didn’t scold me.”

Soso, with a shy smile, and Cheon-gang, with a stoic expression, stood before her. Yeon stopped in her tracks, and after a slight delay, everyone stood still in place.

“Both of you... really?”

“Yes, sister.”

“Yeah.”

The serious expressions of the two immediately turned Yeon’s face serious as well.

“Actually, this could be very dangerous. Especially you, Soso. You might have to fight someone.”

“I’ve been needing some real-life experience.”

Cheon-gang spoke casually, but Soso did not look as confident. Her eyebrows drooped in fear. Yeon smiled understandingly.

“Thanks for even saying that. Soso, I understand your feelings...”

“I-I can do it! I’ll do it!”

Soso’s words came out hastily, and Yeon’s pupils widened slightly. Then, a small voice followed.

“If it really comes to it, I’ll treat you. Is that... really not possible?”

Soso’s sincere gaze pressed into Yeon’s heart, leaving her wondering what she had done to deserve this.

“Why wouldn’t it be possible, Soso? Where could I find such reliable support?”

“D-Does that mean I can follow you?”

With sparkling eyes, Yeon quickly lowered her gaze. Her eyes became hot all of a sudden.

“...Ugh, my eyes are stinging. Why is there so much fine dust today?”

“Yes, sister? Fine dust... What’s that?”

Instead of answering, Yeon threw her arms around Soso’s shoulders.

“It’s nothing. Let’s go, Soso! To defeat the villains!”

“Yes, yes!”

“By the way, what was that powder earlier? The bleeding stopped instantly.”

“Oh! That’s the Sanchilgeun powder. It’s a herb that grows in Sichuan, where our family is from. It has three branches, each with seven leaves...”

As Soso’s voice, resonating with the rhythm of a story, filled the air like background music, Yeon’s steps became much lighter.

Cheon-gang silently followed behind them, his lips curved into a faint smile, unnoticed by anyone.