Murim Recurve - Chapter 268

Re’Rak frowned as he looked at the head servant, “Where’s Re’Dha?”

“Let me confirm, General.” The head servant said and exited the dining room, soon inquiring a servant that arrived. She was the one who had gone to summon Re’Dha, the twin of Re’Kha. After talking with her, the head servant began to sweat immediately, wiping her forehead as she returned to the dining room.

She looked at Re’Rak, cupping her fists as she bowed, “Young Master Re’Dha said he’s busy with something now and didn’t wish to be disturbed.”

“Hmm,” Re’Rak frowned, “Bring him here even if you have to drag him.”

“Yes, General.” The head servant bowed and exited the dining room, accompanied by a couple of servants as they walked towards the house where Re’Dha lived. Soon, stopping at the entrance, the head servant knocked on the door, “Young Master, the General wants you to be present at the dining room immediately.”

“Tell him I can’t. I’m busy,” A voice resounded from within, lacking any energy.

The head servant looked at the faces of the other servants, nodding once as they began to converse with each other, rather aloud to ensure Re’Dha heard it.

“Oh my, what should we do now?”

“The General said he’ll no longer supply any funds to Young Master if he doesn’t come now.”

“Then, how will Young Master buy the things he needs?”

“And, he also said the Young Master has to work to make a living from today onwards…”

“Wait!” A weak voice resounded from within as the doors opened. A man with a weak stature exited, sporting eye bags as he flinched at the light, shielding his eyes using his hand, “Is it morning already?”

“Yes, please hurry, Young Master. The General has been waiting for quite some time already.” The head servant said with a bow. Even though Re’Rak told her to drag Re’Dha if necessary, she couldn’t actually do that. There was a good chance she would lose her position if she raised her hand on Re’Dha.

Moreover, none of the servants wished to talk with Re’Dha if possible since he wasn’t just a gloomy individual but they always felt jittery in his presence. Even now, even though Re’Dha hadn’t done anything, they still maintained at least an arm’s distance behind him, afraid as if he would attack them out of nowhere.

Soon, they reached the dining room as all eyes fell on him, noticing his shabby appearance. But, even though he was shabby, sporting messy hair and wrinkled clothes, he had a charm to him, having been born with the looks to make any form of clothing look good on him.

“You’re late,” Re’Rel said with a frown, gazing at Re’Dha while observing his shabby appearance, “At least wear something good when you leave your house.”

“I’m still in my house though,” Re’Dha said as he seated himself to the left of Re’Rak, looking at his father, “Dad, I need to buy something today. Give me some money.”

“How much?” Re’Rak asked, frowning at the first question his son had directed at him. He had to return to the Bura Fort the moment the fight with the horde of Kalhas had ended. And, he was only able to return today, so it had been some time since he talked with his son, Re’Dha. But, to see the first question shared between them was about money, he was disappointed.

He never had much of an expectation towards his fifth child, but he was still disappointed.

“Around 30…no 28 RuQi. I had used up the stuff from last year and I can only buy them in this season.” Re’Dha said.

“Fine, a servant will bring you the money later today.” Re’Rak nodded, motioning for everyone to begin eating.

Until now, Re’Bah had been silent, watching her husband take the lead in everything. The breakfast was mostly in silence as they ate their food. Once it was done, the servants cleared the table and set up tableware for tea.

Sipping his tea, Re’Rak looked at his first son, Re’Rel, “What are your thoughts on that girl from Burfuna Re Clan? Wasn’t she of mature character?”

“That she was,” Re’Rel nodded, glancing at his mother as he spoke, “But, she’s not leader material. When I talked with her, she didn’t seem like a bright individual. She’s talented in martial arts, but that alone isn’t enough if I were to marry her.”

“That does seem like a problem,” Re’Rak nodded, “Tell me if you find someone you like. As long as she’s talented enough, her background doesn’t matter.”

“Indeed, I am of the same opinion.” Re’Rel smiled, “I am interested in someone from the Water Sect. She’s not from any prominent families but had been a commoner. She worked hard to be selected into the Water Sect and has the wit and talent to survive in any situation. At present, her performance is even better than those with natural talents superior to her.”

“Hoh,” Re’Rak looked with curiosity, “It’s rare of you to talk about someone this much. Let’s arrange a meeting with her family and see their opinion on this matter.”

“I am just interested in her. There’s nothing between us.” Re’Rel said with an awkward tone.

“Big brother has never talked positively about any woman, Re’Fua included,” Re’Gra spoke slowly with a lazy tone, flinching as Re’Fua kicked his legs. He looked at her, noticing no change in her expression as he wiped the tea on his lips, gazing at his father, “If he has said so much, he probably likes her enough.”

“Hmm” Re’Rak smiled as he looked at his eldest son, “Alright, who’s she? Now, I am curious of her abilities.”

“This is a happy occasion indeed,” Re’Bah took the chance to speak, smiling as she looked at Re’Rel, “We’ll talk with her family after this.”

Re’Rel laughed awkwardly, “You don’t have to bother with it. As I said, there’s nothing between us yet.”

He then smiled, feeling a tad embarrassed under their collective gazes, sighing as he spoke, “Her name’s Cha, Mokshu Cha. After becoming a Harmoniser, she took up the name of Mokshu Pe’Cha.”