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Chapter 322 – Do You Really Want Me to Teach You? (1)

Unlike when I rushed here, not sleeping or resting properly, there was no need to hurry on the way back.

But the journey wasn’t slow either, just not as rushed as before, thanks to my mother and Pang Yeon-hwa.

“The children are still too young.”

Although they were all babies, unlike the two older ones who could walk and say a few words, the third child, Yunghi, and the fourth, Ho, had just been born, so it was natural to worry.

Even though other people were taking care of them, I couldn’t watch over them myself.

I hadn’t said anything until now because of the circumstances, but I was still worried.

“I’m sorry, both of you…”

“No, we agreed to help, didn’t we?”

When Ju Yak-seon apologized with a dark expression, Pang Yeon-hwa quickly clapped her hands, and my mother also intervened.

“There’s no need to thank us or apologize for something that’s already done. We’ll be in debt to you in the future anyway, so it’s strange to keep giving and receiving favors.”

“Jegal Yeohyeop…”

While we were trying to create a warm atmosphere like that, I couldn’t help but overlap the beauty of the woman hidden behind Ju Yak-seon’s chubby cheeks.

“I understand, but…”

When I heard the stories from other women, I could understand. Even in modern Korea, it can be dangerous for a woman to live alone, let alone in medieval China with martial arts.

So it was strange that they didn’t warn me, a man who lived with several women of my age.

“Dr. Ju will be busy when he returns, is that okay?”

“I can handle this much. I’m a little tired, but it’s nothing compared to patients who are sick.”

But what could I do?

Although he looked really noble, clenching his fists with his hands that weren’t holding the reins as if it was nothing, I had already decided to bring Ju Yak-seon down.

If she became my woman, I would prevent any other man from coming near her, so it might be more efficient that way.

While having such impure thoughts, I continued to talk naturally, trying not to show any signs of it, as we headed towards Sacheon.

“What is this situation!”

“Kill me, please!”

Hwang Du-myeong didn’t even want to hear the desperate cries of his subordinates.