Chapter 184

Maybe a thousand, not hundreds. We made our way through the huge crowd, guarded by Taewon Jinga warriors.

'It feels great.'

I feel like a Chinese star. Hallyu fever or something like that.

No, since I'm actually Korean, isn't that wrong?

"Shanseo Sleeping Dragon! Please take a look here!"

"Kyaaak! Jin Sohyup!"

"Oh dear!"

Even the mutt said that he would eat half of it before entering his house.

No matter how famous Maehwa Samjeol was, it was impossible to beat Taewon's son, the pride of Sanseoseong, on the home ground.

Cheol-woo whispered to me as I smiled happily and waved my hand.

"Look at the corners of your mouth going up. Are you okay?"

"Look at the corner of his mouth going down. Are you crying?"

"This Shanxi country boy."

"Yes, the next natural person."

"Such a dog… … "

"What… … " Just as the sparks flew once more, a string of electrical sounds pierced my ears.

– Three Gongja!

Hupin was glaring at me with a stern expression. It's a face that wants to be slapped on the cheek right now.

He seemed to have sent a similar tone to Cheol-woo, and he added a word with a disgruntled face.

"I watched."

I responded with a snort.

Hearing the cheers of the people, Cheol-woo, when I first found out that he was a very good late scorer in the Volcano Wave, I was quite surprised, but that was all.

'What if it's the third festival of plum blossoms?'

If it's the martial arts of the volcanic wave, I've already experienced enough. Thanks to the one person walking next to me

"hungry. I'm hungry."

"..."

It's a strange guy to see at any time, but it's an undeniable fact that Cheongpung is the best master of Jinsanjeolhak of the Hwasan faction.

Because of this, Cheol-woo was confident that he could respond to any martial arts. The only thing he's ahead of me is the volcanic faction background?

"..."

Oh no. Undo what you just said.

Looking back, the difference in background is serious. No matter how much Taewon Jinga's status has risen, Gupail's room is overwhelming.

'Sibal, I lost.'

What I think of as the Gupabang, Cheonhao is no different from Moorim's corporate alliance. As usual, powerful conglomerates formed an alliance and released Daguri, so there is no one to be defeated.

Fortunately, it is a political faction and does not invade the alley commercial district, so small and medium-sized enterprises such as Taewon and Jinga are also rising.

'In that sense, it's clear that the Volcano faction is paying a lot of attention to this.'

Hwasan Ilhak Baekmuseong.

If what Hyuk Moo-jin clamored for is true, he is no different from the next great leader of the Volcano Sect that everyone acknowledges.

At least, there is the only opponent who can compare to him among the late exponents of the Volcano faction… … .

"Eun-in, I'm really hungry. Do you have any dumplings left?"

"Yes. I don't have one."

"Ah. Aaaa…"

It won't be blue, maybe.

It would be faster for the Volcano Sect guru to convert to Islam than for that person to become a Volcano Sect master.

I wonder if there is a guy like this in my eyes as a third party, but when people from the volcanic faction see it, I wonder.

'Later, after experiencing all the things in the world, it's only then that you'll be the kind of person who will want to try being a volcanic scholar.

Ugh, just as I was imagining a fairly believable future, Cheol-woo opened his mouth with an annoyed face.

"Well, did a ghost who died because he couldn't eat dumplings cling to him? Please keep your mouth shut."

"...?

"...?

"...?

At that moment, Cheol-woo, who received the gazes of me, Wi-Pang, and Hyuk Moo-jin, was startled.

"What, what is it? Why are you suddenly looking at me like that?"

"Hey, are you?"

"Iron cowherd, don't you know?"

"Ah, no way. It's name is Samjeol Maehwa, but there's no way you wouldn't know that."

Cheol-woo rolled his eyes like a bull at the series of reactions.

"what? Why are you doing this?"

Why is this?

In terms of distance, Cheongpung is a disciple of Geomseong and the youngest priest of Cheon Gum-in, the current Hwasan faction leader.

To Cheol-woo, he is Master's priest, that is, Sasuk.

'Ah, now that I think about it, maybe I don't know.'

Cheongpung is a disciple raised by Majonghak, the swordsman, while in seclusion. Even within the munpa, it was clear that only a few knew his face and identity.

I clicked my tongue as I looked at Cheol-woo, who didn't recognize Sa-sook in front of me.

"Tsk tsk. It's dark under the lamp."

"So what are you talking about?"

"No, you'll find out in a minute."

"This nigimi, you must be crazy."

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As Cheol-woo beat his chest in frustration, we left behind the cheers of the crowd and entered the main gate of Taewon Jinga.

At the same time, more than a hundred pairs of gazes and whispers flew in from all directions. It's a completely different atmosphere from outside.

"That young man…"

"It's the Shanseo Sleeping Dragon. As you have heard, I will do it."

"There is also the right to defeat. You're the second disciple of the Heavenly Swordsman, aren't you?"

"By the way, who are the two young men next to you?"

"Okay, let's come."

Hundreds of people mixed without distinction of gender and age. Their clothes and attitude reveal their wealth and leisure.

'The powerful people of Shanseo.'

Among them, there are also the head of one of the gates, and there are also the wealthy people of the commercial world. They were people with enough power and ability to be formally invited to this meeting.

'At first glance, it looks like a nobleman's ball.'

I was overcome with a strange feeling and moved on.

Part of my heart tickled at the fact that those who could be called the ruling class of Shanxi Province were only supporting actors in this meeting, and at the curiosity and envy of their eyes.

And it was the next moment.

"Let's say I'm Jang Se-pal, who leads a small clan called Hagokmun."

"Ah yes. hello."

"It's not different, I've always been deeply in love with the reputation of Taewon Jinga and Shanseo Jamryong… … Starting with a middle-aged soldier who recited the words, "It's an honor to meet you," people began to flock like zombies.

"hello. So-in is running a small military service near Yangcheon… …

"yes? Ah, yes."

"Jin Sohyeop. I have something to tell you, but moving seats… … ."

"Now? that's a bit."

"This child is my daughter. I brought it because I really wanted to see the Shanseo Jamryong, but if you like it… … "

"Yes, yes."

"Ohh, then can we send the hawks right away?"

"Wait, wait! I answered incorrectly!"

what the hell is this

The requests for handshakes pouring in from all sides, no, the baptism of arms, is about to fall into the soul.

Had Wi Peng not stepped forward just in time, he would have had to accept all the rhetoric-filled requests for favors and weddings.

"Everyone take care of yourself!"

People jumped out of the seat at the shout of the peak master who was full of gongpower. Cheol-woo sticks out his tongue as if he is fed up.

"It is extreme. Are all people in Shanxi like that?"

can it be This case is a bit special.

The only person in the party who was not taken aback was Hupin. He opened his mouth with a calm expression.

"It's something you'll experience often, so you'll have to get used to it step by step."

"You have to go through the same thing often today?"

"Three Gongja are direct descendants of Taewon Jinga."

"I just almost got married five times."

"It is natural for a promising late Jisoo without a companion."

"I heard earlier that some people said that I had a marriage contract with me in the womb… … Is that true?"

"What if it's true, what if it's false? Think good."

hair stands on end She lived as a single mother for 27 years in reality, but she wondered if she was getting married out of nowhere.

It was also in Murim, Manita Hyangin.

'no. I have Mr. Songi.'

I shouted as I stood up to the pit in my neck.

"No, how important marriage is, and you can't go over it like that! Love between a man and a woman! pure emotion!

Don't I have anything like that?"

"Yes no."

"why! why!"

Wipin looked at me with eyes like looking at a bug.

"Is that what a person who has been in and out of Giru since he was sixteen would say? When you sowed the hermit, did you also sow your conscience?"

"Let's go quietly. Your lord is waiting for you."

Wouldn't it be unfair if I had gone.

f*cking Giru, I haven't even been to a hunting bar.

Cheol-wu sneakily asked me, who couldn't even speak and was crying tears of blood inside me.

"Is it true?"

"what."

"I've been going to Giru since I was sixteen."

"I don't know. And why are you asking such a thing all of a sudden?"

Cheol-woo, who was startled for an instant, spoke gibberish.

"U-what? Is it out of personal curiosity? A man who walked the path of an unmanned man honestly… …

"You want to go to Giru?"

"Kuhhmm!"

"… … Walk the uninhabited path. Don't get lost on the side road."

It was at that time that I answered with full of pitiful emotions.

"Jin Xiaohyup's words are 100% right. How long has it been since you came down from the head mountain, have you already forgotten your duty as a warrior?"

A stern yet humorous tone.

The protagonist with an unfamiliar voice was a man with a clean impression. He approached with unwavering steps and politely took the gun.

The target was neither me nor Wipin.

"Baek Moo-seong, one of the greatest disciples of the Hwasan Sect, is meeting Sa-suk."

After a moment of silence, the blue wind answered.

"who are you?"

Could it have been a welcome?

He was a slender old man with slender eyes and slender eyes.

A hoarse voice escaped from between the chapped lips.

"So you were humiliated by a nameless minor?"

"Come on, Elder. Isn't that??… The three men standing in front of the old man were sweating profusely.

Although they are called Jongnam Three Hands, you must pay attention to each word and every action in front of the master of monks.

Especially if the opponent is an old swordsman (怒號劍客) who is one of the top five masters of the Jongnam sect and famous for his fiery personality.

"So what? No matter how much I listen to it, in Nobu's ears, it sounds like you guys have smeared the name of the great Jongnam faction with shit."

Jongnam Samsoo trembled at the sharp eyes.

The moment when the roaring swordsman's unholy command was about to fall, a man who had been keeping his mouth shut all of a sudden opened his mouth.

"It wasn't an unknown minor."

"what?"

Gong Il-hyeok, the man with a splint on his arm, continued.

"I was said to be a disciple of the Sword Saint."

The words were so shocking that the Roaring Swordsman, who had forgotten his words for a moment, asked back with a disbelieving expression.

"… … Sword Saint?"

"The Sword Saint, who had been living in seclusion for a long time, raised a disciple?"

"At first, we had our doubts too… … It seems to be true."

"The grounds?"

"Lee Poong, a disciple of the Hwasan Sect, is in the county gate of Sanseoseong. Judging by his reaction, it seems certain."

"This wind?"

Even so, the wrinkled brow frowns.

His memory wasn't good enough to remember the volcanic faction's quick-witted disciple.

"Is that all?"

Gong Il-hyuk hurriedly opened his mouth at the lukewarm response.

"He is a guy who has mastered the Jinsanjeolhak of the Volcano Sect to the peak at the age of Yagwan. They unleash the martial arts allowed only to the enemy disciples of the head office… … After a while, the Noho Swordsman, who had heard all about the situation at the time, rubbed his sword case without a word.

'It's a disciple of the Sword Saint, a disciple of the Sword Saint.' It's already been decades since the Sword Saint retired.

His disciple, who is not well known whether he is alive or dead, suddenly appears in Moorim?

It was hard to believe, but my heart was already cheered up.

'I'll have to at least check it out.'

The roaring swordsman, who had been silent for a long time, kicked off his seat and stood up. An order was given to Samsoo Jongnam, who was startled.

"Guide me."

"Uh, where are you talking about?"

"A disciple of the Sword Saint… …

"Unlike the two people who were flustered, Gong Il-hyeok's eyes shone brightly.

"As far as the disciple knows, he is accompanied by Taewon Jinga's son."

"If it's Taewon Jinga's son, is he the Jin Taegyeong you mentioned earlier?"

"yes. It's half a day away from here."

The roaring swordsman clicked his tongue.

"You wicked bastard. That must be the reason why you came to see the old man."

"Due to the dissatisfied disciples, the name of the Great Chong Nam Sect fell to the ground. Aren't you the one who cherishes the main text more than anyone else? Just in time, I heard the news that the elder was in the vicinity for business… …

"Pick it up. After all, listening to what you said, Jin Tae-kyung is not the most arrogant guy."

"you're right. A guy like that should be severely beaten."

Gong Il-hyuk added as if he had just remembered.

"I heard that a meeting is being held at Jinga in Taewon."

"meeting?"

"It's a place to show off your prestige by inviting all the literati in Shanxi."

"Crush the text and hold a meeting?"

Anger flickered in the eyes of the old swordsman.

"I can't hear anything more. Take the lead."

"I follow the elder's order."

Gong Il-hyeok's mouth hung with his head down.