My Dad Is the Strongest Under Heaven
Chapter 12
Chapter 12
Episode 12: The Black and White Twin Demons (黑白雙魔)
Cheonghwaru, widely renowned as the First Brothel of Sichuan.
As was often the case, a lone man stepped inside.
“Whew.”
The lavish interior of Cheonghwaru came into his view.
It had an airy, grand design with a circular open space stretching all the way to the ceiling, granting each floor a clear view of the others.
It was extraordinarily opulent.
So much so that he wondered whether, throughout his entire life—a life tragic enough that no words could fully capture it—he had ever set foot in a place like this.
“Oh my. Welcome. Have you come alon—ah?”
The courtesan greeting guests at the entrance approached warmly as usual, only to freeze mid-sentence.
The man who had just entered Cheonghwaru and was casually looking around had his face concealed beneath a black mask.
…A robber? But unless he had lost his mind, alone in a place bustling with this many people?
There was no way.
“Wh-what brings you here?”
The masked man turned his head to look at her.
“I am looking for someone.”
“Someone? Whom might that be…?”
“Tang Guhwi.”
In an instant, the atmosphere on the first floor froze solid.
The martial artists of the Sichuan Tang Clan, tasked with escorting Tang Guhwi, were stationed right there.
One of them rose slowly to his feet.
“So he is here. Where is he?”
At the masked man’s words, the woman’s eyes instinctively drifted toward the highest floor.
Yeo Woonhwi broke into a faint smile.
“Thank you.”
“Hey, why are you looking for our Grand Young Master—”
Just as the Sichuan Tang Clan warrior was about to confront him,
With a thunderous burst of air, his form soared upward like a bolt of lightning.
The courtesan, the warriors of the Sichuan Tang Clan, and everyone present followed his ascent with wide eyes.
At that exact moment—
Rumble! Crash!
The blasts of qi unleashed from Yeo Woonhwi’s hands obliterated every single staircase and walkway leading to the upper floors.
It happened in the blink of an eye.
It was truly an overwhelming display of martial might.
And that brought them to the present.
“Business? With me?”
At Tang Guhwi’s words, the masked man, Yeo Woonhwi, gave a slight nod.
A grudge?
Yet Tang Guhwi could hardly pin down who this might be.
He had left far too many grudges scattered across the land wherever his feet had taken him.
“Heh, do you even know who I am to pull something like this?”
Tang Guhwi spoke nonchalantly, tossing back a mouthful of liquor.
“Well, I’ve heard a thing or two in passing, so I have some idea. The Grand Young Master of the Sichuan Tang Clan, a degenerate who drags his family’s name through the mud—am I right?”
“…You bastard.”
“And not only that, but looking at you now…”
Yeo Woonhwi’s gaze shifted toward the Black and White Twin Demons.
They were faces he knew all too well.
After all, they were monsters whose heads he had severed in his past life.
Naturally, he knew just how vile they were.
Scum who had poisoned the Central Plains for years through human trafficking and illicit drugs.
Yet that very scum was sitting and drinking alongside the Grand Young Master of the Sichuan Tang Clan?
Even Yeo Woonhwi had not anticipated this in the slightest.
“Haha.”
“What’s so funny?”
“Nothing. I knew you were trash, but I had no idea you were this far gone.”
How should one even put it?
Calling him beyond redemption felt like an understatement.
He could piece together the general picture.
Just how things were unfolding.
Tang Guhwi had likely already joined hands with the Black and White Twin Demons, or was planning to do so.
And the condition and price of that deal was undoubtedly—
‘Sichuan.’
That lunatic intended to lend his hand to their filthy drugs and their horrific trade of buying and selling innocent, powerless people.
By this point, he felt he finally understood.
The feelings this man had harbored toward his wife.
It was never love, nor revenge, nor even resentment.
He had simply toyed with her life as if it were nothing more than a plaything.
The moment his thoughts reached that truth, fury surged violently within him.
His mind was made up.
Today, he would bring hell to every piece of filth in this room.
“Gwahahaha!”
The Black and White Twin Demons, who had been quietly watching the scene unfold, pushed themselves up from their seats.
“From the looks of it, you’re some wretch holding a grudge against the Grand Young Master, but you picked the absolute worst day to show your face. Keh-heh.”
“Grand Young Master.”
“Please, speak.”
“Today marks the auspicious beginning of our partnership, so we shall dispose of this fellow ourselves.”
“I am merely ashamed to trouble the two seniors’ hands.”
Tang Guhwi gave a nod.
Soon, the Black and White Twin Demons stalked forward toward Yeo Woonhwi.
The intimidation radiating from their towering heights and massive frames was immense.
“Well now.”
The Black Demon, one of the twin demons, sneered down at Yeo Woonhwi with mockery before speaking.
“If you beg for your life right now, we might just let you live.”
Yeo Woonhwi let out a quiet smirk.
He knew.
He knew for a fact that these two had never once let an opponent walk away alive.
This was nothing more than their sick desire to toy with someone they deemed weaker than themselves.
“I decline.”
“You truly have a death wish, don’t you?”
Yeo Woonhwi’s continued composure in their presence grated on their nerves.
Before long, a sinister gleam flashed in the eyes of the Black and White Twin Demons.
“I’ll make you regret this, you bastard!”
The Black Demon thrust his massive hand straight toward Yeo Woonhwi’s head.
In response, Yeo Woonhwi reached up and seized the incoming hand.
“You dare challenge me in a contest of pure strength?! Impudent brat, fine by me!”
The two locked grips, testing their raw power against each other.
However—
“…What?!”
Under ordinary circumstances, his opponent’s arm should have snapped instantly, slamming him headfirst into the floor.
The natural course of things was for the man to fall to his knees, weeping and pleading desperately for his life.
Yet absurdly, Yeo Woonhwi remained completely unfazed.
“Wait, what is the meaning of…”
“Brother! What are you doing?!”
“N-no, elder brother. This is…”
“Is this really all you have?”
“Y-you insolent bastard!”
Goaded by Yeo Woonhwi’s taunt, the Black Demon poured every ounce of his strength into his grip.
Craaack! Shatter!
The floorboards beneath Yeo Woonhwi’s feet groaned, fracturing and giving way under the immense pressure.
Yet Yeo Woonhwi’s expression remained entirely relaxed.
“Gaaaargh!”
No matter how fiercely he exerted every drop of his power, it was utterly useless.
“Is it my turn now?”
“Wh-what? U-u-urk!”
Crash! Slam!
Yeo Woonhwi hoisted the Black Demon into the air and began slamming him violently into the floor.
Thud! Smash!
“Gaaargh!”
Crack! Bam! Slam! Crash!
Before anyone could even intervene, the Black Demon was mercilessly hurled into the floor again and again, his hand firmly trapped in Yeo Woonhwi’s iron grip.
It was a terrifying display of monstrous strength.
“Guh… uuurgh…”
An impact so severe it felt as if every bone in his body was shattering.
Groans of agony leaked from the Black Demon’s mouth.
“You bastard!”
Having hesitated in disbelief at the surreal scene, the White Demon finally came to his senses and unleashed a palm strike.
As if anticipating the move, Yeo Woonhwi simply swung the Black Demon’s body toward him, using it as a shield to intercept the strike.
Thud!
The White Demon’s palm strike landed squarely on his brother’s back.
“Gaaahk!”
“B-brother! Y-you dare harm my brother?!”
Cradling his collapsed younger brother, the White Demon glared ferociously at Yeo Woonhwi.
Yet Yeo Woonhwi merely offered a smirk.
“Why not beg for your lives right now? Who knows, I might just feel like letting you live.”
Yeo Woonhwi returned the exact words the Black and White Twin Demons had spoken earlier.
Flushed with humiliating rage, their faces burned crimson.
“You worthless wretch, I’ll tear you limb from limb!”
“E-elder brother. Wait.”
The Black Demon forced himself to his feet, steadying his battered body.
“He is no ordinary opponent. If we lose our tempers, we will fall right into his hands.”
“Mmh.”
Their current state was nothing short of pathetic.
To be reduced to this after posturing so boldly.
In front of Tang Guhwi, they had completely lost face.
They could no longer afford to take this lying down.
Now that they knew their adversary was a master, there was no room for carelessness.
In that case—
The Black and White Twin Demons stood side by side.
Clink, rattle!
The chains wrapped around their waists uncoiled.
It was their signature weapon, the Giant Power Mace (巨力锤).
As they took hold of the chains and began to spin them, the mace heads fiercely tore through the air.
Whirrr! Whirrr! Whoosh! Howl!
The heavy whistling whipped through the room, the mace heads slicing the air with rising fury until a violent whirlwind began to howl within the chamber.
Before long, the eyes of the Black and White Twin Demons had turned unnervingly calm.
Though they had suffered a momentary disgrace, they were certain that no one under the heavens could withstand the combined assault that had earned the Black and White Twin Demons their fearsome reputation across the Central Plains.
“We will rip you apart limb from limb. Keh-heh.”
“We will make you regret ever stepping foot here to—”
Splat!
In a fraction of an instant, the White Demon lost sight of the masked man.
Then, a gruesome sound reached his ears.
…Huh?
His head turned sideways of its own accord.
Toward the very spot where his younger brother had been standing just a moment before.
There, the masked man stood looking down at the mangled mound of flesh that had once been his brother.
“Your preamble was entirely too long.”
The masked man let out a soft chuckle toward the White Demon.
“B-b-brother…?”
The White Demon trembled violently as he stared at the Black Demon’s corpse, its head crushed to pieces.
Just now, his only flesh and blood—his brother—had died.
“Y-you bastarrrd!”
The White Demon poured every shred of his inner energy into the chain.
The chain quivered like a living serpent before snapping straight and lashing out toward Yeo Woonhwi.
Screeech!
A relentless assault containing all of the White Demon’s power rained down.
Yet Yeo Woonhwi effortlessly slipped past the continuous barrage of strikes.
Then, he thrust his bare hand directly into the storm of chains.
Clang!
The moment Yeo Woonhwi’s hand pierced the intersection where the chains crossed, their trajectory reversed entirely.
“Kh!”
Thrown into panic, the White Demon lost all control over his weapon.
In that opening, Yeo Woonhwi spoke.
“If your brother’s death grieves you this deeply, you should have known to cherish the lives of others’ brothers and families just as dearly.”
“Kaaargh! You bastarrrd!”
All control of the chain shifted entirely to Yeo Woonhwi.
And then—
Whoooosh!
The mace head that had been aiming for Yeo Woonhwi turned straight toward the White Demon.
At more than twice its previous speed.
“N-n-nooooo!”
Smash!
Accompanied by a gruesome crunch, the White Demon’s head shattered like a crushed watermelon.
Instant death.
An end no different from his brother’s.
Thus, the two demonic heads who had terrorized the Central Plains met their end.
Utterly and pathetically in vain.
Rattle. Clatter.
Yeo Woonhwi tossed the chain of the Black and White Twin Demons to the floor.
Then, he turned his head slowly to look at Tang Guhwi.
Before he realized it, Tang Guhwi was glaring at Yeo Woonhwi with a face frozen in cold shock.
“Did you wait long?”
The only part of Yeo Woonhwi’s face visible above the mask—his eyes—curved into a gentle crescent.
