"So that's why you're so serious."
"I had hoped they could at least compete on equal terms. All three of them."
"How is that your fault, Elder Brother? It's his fault for choosing the wrong wife."
"If it weren't for the main family, he would have met a good wife of his own choosing."
He would have met a woman he loved, without considering conditions or benefits, and built a happy family.
"So, you're saying you feel sorry for making them be born as children of Namgung? Right now?"
Seop Mugwang let out a sigh, "Ha, really." To think that Namgung Mucheon, whom everyone revered without hesitation. The Heavenly Dragon Sword Sovereign, who was said to command the world.
Was showing such a pathetic sight?
"Have you gone senile, Elder Brother?"
"What did you say?"
Namgung Mucheon's eyes flashed menacingly. Seop Mugwang was reassured by that steadfast anger, a testament that the Sword Sovereign's temper hadn't gone anywhere.
"If we start pointing fingers, there's not a single man who can stand proudly before heaven and earth. It's not your fault he was born as the Second Young Master of Namgung, so why are you moping so uncharacteristically? Moping."
"..."
"And isn't it a relief that it was revealed now? Thanks to the little one, you found it before things got worse."
Namgung Mucheon let out a long sigh.
"That's true."