The World's Greatest Troublemaker

Chapter 57

At Mok Wigun's action, everyone in the room was startled. But Mok Wigun didn't stop and relentlessly pushed the guy.

"You must have known that I had barely stabilized the cold energy by suppressing it, right? Huh?"

The expression of the guy whose cheek and chin were held was distorted with pain. But he had no intention of forgiving him with just this.

He had seen them exchanging glances when he was examining her. They were surprised and looked here and there, wanting to find out something. Of course, they knew what the situation was.

"You knew that and still tried to touch it? Even though you knew it would be a big problem if you touched it wrongly?"

He shook the hand that was holding his cheek and chin.

"Ugh-eh-eh..."

The guy made a strange sound. Whether it was because it hurt a lot or because he was embarrassed, tears even welled up in his eyes. If it were up to Mok Wigun, he would have wanted to teach him a much bigger lesson. But it wasn't good to cause more of a commotion in front of a patient.

In fact, he had grabbed his cheek instead of his ear because he was worried it would get noisy. Because if he grabbed his ear, he would scream at the top of his lungs.

"If you said that even knowing it, you have no conscience, and if you didn't know, you have no skill."

Mok Wigun pushed the guy away. The guy made an 'ouch' sound and rolled on the floor. Looking down at him, Mok Wigun said.

"So you are not qualified to see a patient."

After saying that, Mok Wigun asked for forgiveness from the magistrate and the old lady.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have caused a commotion in front of a patient..."

Everyone in the room had a similar thought. A feeling as if a whirlwind had swept through? They had just been staring blankly, and now everyone seemed to be coming to their senses.

Their expressions were all different. The other physician, besides the one who had fallen, was at a loss, not knowing what to do, and the head maid was holding back her laughter. The magistrate's brow was furrowed as if he was displeased. But suddenly, the old lady started to laugh loudly.

"Puhahaha!"

It was a hearty and rough laugh. She looked at her son and said.

"Isn't he a real character? To cause such a commotion in front of me and the magistrate. Still, it's praiseworthy that he did it for my sake."

The old lady's face was full of affection as she spoke.

"But he is too presumptuous. How dare he do this in front of anyone..."

"Magistrate. It's true that that child acted a bit radically, but he did it out of sincerity for me, so how about you forgive him once?"

"If you say so, mother..."

But the magistrate still looked at Mok Wigun with an unfavorable gaze. But from Mok Wigun's point of view, it was a ridiculous thing. He was trying to treat her out of goodwill, but if he was treated like this, he could just quit and leave.

"Please take good care of him so that there are no problems."

"I understand."

"But it's only until the Divine Physician comes. Let's talk again when the Divine Physician comes."

The magistrate seemed to be coming out like this because of his relationship with the Divine Physician Valley. He had shown his skill and even caught them playing tricks and gave them a scolding. But still, he was told to do it only until the Divine Physician came? Mok Wigun thought for a moment and then said.

"If you don't trust us that much, we'll quit now."

Mok Wigun gathered the things he had brought. There was no need to receive treatment while being treated like this. The ones who were desperate were them, not Mok Wigun.

"What are you doing now?"

"It seems you don't trust us, so I think it would be better for you to continue to entrust it to the Divine Physician Valley."

The magistrate was flustered and hurriedly stopped him.

"It's not that, I'm just saying we should be cautious."

"Be cautious. With those people."

As he said that, Mok Wigun did not stop packing his things. At that, the old lady flew into a rage.

"What are you doing, not apologizing quickly?"

"Pardon? Mother. Apologize to people like this?"

The magistrate said as if he was being wronged. But the old lady, as if she was firmly angry, scolded him with a stern voice.

"People like this? These people have improved my illness, which those people have not been able to treat for a long time, in half a day."

The old lady pointed at the physicians from the Divine Physician Valley and said. She spoke with a firm expression and a very stern voice, as if she was firmly angry.

"Are you going to embarrass such people by mentioning the Divine Physician? It seems the Divine Physician Valley is more important to you than this mother."

"No, mother. How can you say such a thing?"

When the old lady got angry, the magistrate was at a loss. He quickly apologized to Pyon Juksu and Mok Wigun.

"I'm sorry. I seem to have misspoken."

Mok Wigun paused for a moment from packing his things. At that, even the old lady stepped in.

"Hey. I, who received the treatment, know your skills better than anyone. I will make sure this doesn't happen again, so won't you let go of your anger at this point?"

If he looked at the magistrate or the physicians from the Divine Physician Valley, he would have left right away, but it was difficult to refuse the request of the sick old lady.

"I understand. I will do so."

When Mok Wigun spoke, the old lady gestured to her son with her eyes, and the magistrate quickly spoke to Mok Wigun.

"Then I'll be in your hands. I will entrust it to you."

"I understand."

Mok Wigun, who had answered the magistrate simply, approached the physician who was still on the floor and took his hand to help him up. And when the physician stood up and his face came close, he whispered.

"I'll let it slide if you're just trying to make money by using expensive medicine. But if you get caught playing with a life again, you'll be living while receiving treatment for the rest of your life."

He said it as if he was just whispering, without any particular emotion. With an expressionless face. But the physician who heard Mok Wigun's words felt his breath catch in his throat. The guy shivered once and then hurriedly bowed and rushed out of the room.

And so, the person in charge of the magistrate's mother's treatment was changed to Pyon Juksu and Mok Wigun.

* * *

The Chang'an magistrate is the highest official in this vicinity. Naturally, news related to him belongs to the most important information. So the story of Mok Wigun spread in an instant.

"The third son of the Mok family is with the magistrate's mother for her treatment?"

Bang So-eung said, frowning as if it was unpleasant just to mention the name. The Baek family reacted sensitively. It was inevitable, what kind of time is it now?

It is an important time to gain or lose a huge profit. The Baek family also bet everything. And the most powerful competitor is the Mok family. So it was natural to be concerned about Mok Wigun's such movements.

"Strange. That foolish guy from the Mok family wouldn't plot things this way..."

The Baek family head, Baek Seokhu, muttered with a firm expression. He had been with the Mok family for many years as a regional competitor. There had been times when they had clashed, and there had been times when they had joined hands. He knew that much about the Mok family and the family head, Mok Sonkwang.

"It's not the Mok family's way."

"Then who used such a head?"

This is an important matter. It would be troublesome if the enemy had an outstanding strategist. So he had to check who had plotted the scheme.

In the room, Baek Seokhu, Bang So-eung, and the eldest and second sons, Baek Jongmun and Baek Gyemun, were sitting. The youngest, Baek Sammun, was under disciplinary action and was not present at this meeting. Baek Seokhu turned his head and asked.

"I want to hear your thoughts as well."

Baek Seokhu's sons are called the Three Dragons of the Baek family. The three of them were called that because their martial arts were outstanding. But Baek Seokhu did not raise his sons to be fools who only knew martial arts. From a young age, he had also cultivated their ability to judge situations and their perspective to see the whole.

He had always asked questions and had discussions, practicing drawing the big picture. This time too, he asked a question as usual.

"What is the difference between us and the Mok family?"

"The Mok family puts martial power first, and we put profit first."

The eldest son, Baek Jongmun, answered. The Mok family hits with their fists, and the Baek family hits with money. It was the difference between the two families as evaluated by the people of the world. Baek Seokhu also knew this, but he was not offended.

He had always said that although the Mok family might be compared to the Five Great Families, they would not be able to seize the hegemony of this region. He was confident that they could not defeat the Baek family with just strength. People also spoke more highly of the Baek family than the Mok family.

"That's right. What the Mok family has over us is their martial power."

"But since we have joined hands with the Huashan Sect, we should be considered to be ahead."

Baek Jongmun answered.

"That's right. That's why I made a deal with the Huashan Sect. It's a bit of a pity that we have to hand over some of the profits to the Huashan Sect, but if we can surely suppress the enemy, that's a profit."

To gain a bigger profit, you have to know how to give up a small profit. Baek Seokhu always said that. You have to know how to give up to succeed.

"But then there's too little left. We also have to greet the Martial Alliance..."

The second son, Baek Gyemun, said, as if he was a little dissatisfied. Since it was a matter where a huge profit was at stake, of course, a suitable amount had to be slipped in. On top of that, they had to share the profits with the Huashan Sect.

"That's right. Our Baek family's share has become too small."

Baek Seokhu saw greed in his sons' expressions. He was very pleased. Because that kind of greed was the driving force that grew the Baek family. So he smiled and asked back.

"Oh? Then what should we do?"

"Since the matter with the Huashan Sect has already proceeded, there's nothing we can do. We have to bring in more profit."

"Profit? From where?"

The second son, Baek Gyemun, said.

"There's the Mok family, isn't there? Since we've called the Huashan Sect, we have to pressure the Mok family and take the profits they have."

Baek Seokhu nodded. But he clicked his tongue as if he was a little displeased.

"Tsk, tsk. It's all good, but Gyemun, you are too kind-hearted."

"Pardon?"

At the unexpected scolding, Baek Gyemun was flustered. He couldn't grasp what was wrong.

"How can you just say you'll take the profits? On this occasion, we should just wipe out the Mok family. Do you think there will be another chance to use the Huashan Sect?"

"Ah. I see. My thoughts were short."

Baek Gyemun slapped his knee and lamented.

"From now on, I will think a little more ruthlessly."

"Do so. That's how you can survive and succeed in this era."

But the eldest son expressed a doubt.

"But the Mok family's power is also not to be taken lightly. If we fight, we can win, but the damage will also be great."

"That's right. Then what should we do?"

"If it were me, I would contact the Jang family's side and join hands."

If they could just win over the Jang family's forces, there would be a great loss in the Mok family's power. And their side would be that much stronger.

"Good. Yes. You take charge of the Jang family's side and proceed."

"Thank you, father. I will not disappoint you."

"Yes. I have high expectations."

Baek Seokhu was proud to see his sons growing up properly. Now, if they just get rid of the Mok family, the vicinity of Chang'an will become the Baek family's world.

There was just one problem. Mok Wigun. Suddenly, Mok Wigun was with the Chang'an magistrate's mother for her treatment. And he was playing a considerable role at that.

"That guy is always the problem. That guy."

* * *

Once he was in charge of the treatment, there was no need to stay at the magistrate's residence. Her condition had stabilized, and he just had to check on her at the same time.

So the next day, Mok Wigun returned to his own manor in Chang'an. Just in case, Pyon Juksu had decided to stay behind. But before he arrived at the manor, there was someone who blocked Mok Wigun's way. He was wearing a bamboo hat, so he couldn't tell who it was.

"I'd like to have a word with you for a moment."

"Who are you?"

The man slightly lifted his bamboo hat. It was Bang So-eung.

(End of Chapter)