Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 175



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Episode 175. Spear and Shield (2)

“Hello. My name is Sim Mi-ho, and I serve Lord Sa. If you are Baek Sa-mun… … .”

Sim Mi-ho reflexively greeted him, then narrowed her eyes at the word Baek Sa-mun.

After watching for a while, Sim Mi-ho thought back to the meeting between Han-bin and Sapa at Yeongdansan Mountain.

‘If you are dissatisfied with that… … .’

Sim Mi-ho examined Jin Se-mi from head to toe.

Jin Se-mi quickly waved her hand at Sim Mi-ho’s wary appearance.

“Don’t worry. We came here because we have something to give to you, Lord Sa. And we also have a favor to ask of you.”

Sim Mi-ho’s sharp gaze softened as if the tension had been relieved by her words.

Sim Mi-ho answered with an awkward expression.

“Oh, but what should I do? The Master is out for a moment.”

“Can I come in and wait for a moment?”

Jin Se-mi jokingly pointed to the inside of the guest house.

From her point of view, she absolutely had to meet Hanbin.

It was not possible to just wait in front of the door.

It was rare for her, the precious jewel of the Baeksamun, to make a request like this.

In Hanam, everything was taken care of for her.

Of course, it was the same when I came here.

The problem was that it didn’t work when it came to his relationship with Hanbin.

I definitely felt it in Yeongdansan.

What was scary was not the martial arts, but Hanbin’s three-inch tongue.

A martial artist who doesn’t give an inch to Ma Hui?

Hanbin was probably the only one among the political factions.

While Jin Se-mi was thinking, Sim Mi-ho was also thinking and coughing in vain.

“hmm.”

Judging from Jin Se-mi’s appearance, it was clear that she had come out of favor.

But getting her in was a separate matter.

While Sim Mi-ho was thinking, So Dae-seop came running from behind. So Dae-seop, who came running in a hurry, said to Jin Se-mi while throwing a winning ticket.

“Hello. I am So Dae-seop, the leader of the Red Blood Tiger Squad.”

“Hello, I am Jin Se-mi from Baek Sa-mun.”

“My lord asked me to invite guests who come to see him and then left. This inn has only one room left, so would you like to unpack your luggage first?”

“Thank you for your kindness.”

“Then come here… … .”

So Dae-seop gestured to Jin Se-mi.

Then he looked at Sim Mi-ho with an apologetic expression.

“Vice-Captain Shim, the Lord told me to serve any guest who comes to see him. I forgot and did not relay that. Sorry, Vice-Captain Shim.”

“Understood, my lord.”

“Then I will guide these two, so please leave this place to me, Lieutenant Commander.”

After finishing speaking, So Dae-seop guided Jin Se-mi and her subordinates.

Shim Mi-ho sighed as she watched So Dae-seop and Jin Se-mi moving away.

“Oh, you are already busy, so why does your lord ask you to receive guests as well?”

Sim Mi-ho looked around.

From the oldest warrior, Jang Sam, to the youngest, Jo Ho, everyone was sweating to make the guesthouse an impregnable fortress.

It wasn’t just the Red Tigers who were sweating.

Jang Ja-myeong was working hard, sweating bullets as he combined herbs to extract a medicine, while Geom-o was helping the newcomer.

“But you want to invite everyone? Who on earth would come here as a guest…?”

Sim Mi-ho tilted his head.

That was when.

I felt a faint sense of life.

Sim Mi-ho narrowed her eyes and looked at the place where life was blooming.

In the distance, a group of men are walking towards the inn with great pomp.

what?

As Simmiho’s head began to tilt, one of the group came running.

As he approached, Sim Mi-ho tilted her head.

It was a slightly familiar face.

It was a man who had dislocated his shoulder while trying to carry his luggage a while ago.

He was wearing a splint because his dislocated shoulder hadn’t healed.

The man was Jang Dae-chan, Seol Mu-ik’s subordinate.

Jang Dae-chan also opened his eyes wide when he saw Sim Mi-ho.

It was the female herbalist I saw at Cheonsujang a while ago.

Why is the girl I fell in love with at first sight here?

He was still teased by his colleagues for being weak because he dislocated his shoulder while trying to lift the herbalist’s load.

Jang Dae-chan stared blankly at Sim Mi-ho while wearing a splint.

Sim Mi-ho asked at that sight.

“Are you the gentleman who tried to help me carry my luggage last time?”

“Ah. You remember.”

“I should have stopped you then, but I’m sorry that you got hurt because of me… … .”

“No, that’s not why I got hurt. And an injury of this magnitude doesn’t even qualify as an injury.”

Jang Dae-chan threw the splint on his arm to the floor and continued speaking.

“Look. It’s fine.”

“Then that’s good.”

Contrary to what she said, Sim Mi-ho looked at Jang Dae-chan with worried eyes.

This was because Sim Mi-ho heard a strange bone-cracking sound in her ears.

There was a man who was happily watching Jang Dae-chan talking to Sim Mi-ho from behind.

Of course, that man was Seol Mu-ik.

From Seol Mu-ik’s point of view, Jang Dae-chan’s actions were satisfactory.

Because the way he threw the splint on his arm looked like he was letting go of his guard.

He also briefly looked at the unripe guesthouse and burned with fighting spirit.

Seol Mu-ik found out a few days ago that he had signed a ridiculous contract with the owner of Cheon Soo-jang.

The problem was that Cheon Soo Jang realized too late that the owner of the store was the fourth son of Ha Buk Peng Ga.

The four princes of Habukpengga are the ones who are watched closely by the Gangnam Sapa.

However, to Seol Mu-ik, only the image of the cowardly Habuk Pengga Sa Gongja remained.

Of course, this was largely Seol Mu-ik’s fault.

Rumors about Hanbin had spread somewhat within Habuk.

Hanbin has become a candidate for the head of the Habuk Pengga family.

It was absurd talk, like receiving an award from the royal family.

After looking into it a little more, I found out that there was even a rumor going around Songhwasan Mountain that there was a god.

But Seol Mu-ik thought that everything was just a rumor.

In fact, it was a fact that could have been confirmed with just a little effort.

It all happened because of Seol Mu-ik’s pride.

Seol Mu-ik had encountered Han Bin a few years ago.

At that time, I was so scared that I couldn’t even look Seol Mu-ik in the eye.

Years have passed, but how much has changed if a person changes?

I figured that if I just let out a little bit of a grudge, breaking the contract would be easier than lying down and eating porridge.

Jang Dae-chan, who had been talking, paused for a moment and looked at Shim Mi-ho with eyes full of suspicion.

The more we talked, the more I felt that the momentum was not ordinary.

Jang Dae-chan asked cautiously.

“But by any chance, aren’t you a herbalist… … .”

As Jang Dae-chan trailed off, Sim Mi-ho spoke while holding up a lottery ticket.

“I am Sim Mi-ho, the deputy leader of the Red Blood Tiger Squad.”

“Ah, I see, you are the deputy leader of the Red Blood Tiger Squad. My name is Jang Dae-chan of the Black Snake Gate.”

“The Black Snake Gate… … .”

Sim Mi-ho narrowed her eyes again.

That also relieved my doubts for a moment.

If the White Snake came to find Hanbin, it would not be strange for the Black Snake to follow him.

In addition, Sim Mi-ho said as she remembered the instructions Han Bin had received from So Dae-seop.

“Let’s go inside first.”

When Sim Mi-ho gestured, Jang Dae-chan glanced back and said.

“Just a moment, I will go and tell your Majesty.”

After finishing speaking, Jang Dae-chan ran to the back and stood in front of Seol Mu-ik.

Seol Mu-ik smiled bitterly as he saw Jang Dae-chan running towards him.

“What did you say?

“They are telling me to bring you inside. The woman over there seems to be one of Lord Sa’s subordinates.”

“Look at that, even the coward from Habuk is fighting back.”

“I guess so… … .”

Jang Dae-chan’s words trailed off slightly.

I may have misheard, but it was called the Red Blood Tiger Squad.

He was a man who had been a scoundrel in the Habuk region for over ten years.

The coward from Habuk has a military force?

But Jang Dae-chan just thought he had misheard and ignored it.

* * *

That afternoon, in the guest house’s annex.

In the annex, Hanbin and Jinsemi were facing each other.

Hanbin threw a lottery ticket at Jin Se-mi.

“Thank you for coming such a long way.”

“Thank you for your hospitality.”

Jin Se-mi also sat down after receiving the lottery ticket.

After a brief moment of idle chatting with Hanbin, she nodded to her bodyguard as if the time had come.

The escort warrior who received Jin Se-mi’s signal placed a small iron box on the table.

Jin Se-mi opened an iron box the size of the palm of her hand.

In the middle of the iron box was a white pill the size of a baby’s fingernail.

Jin Se-mi, who had checked the items, pushed the box towards Han-bin.

“This is what General Ma Hui promised.”

“Thank you. I will use it well for the Habuk Murim.”

Hanbin closed the iron box and quickly put it in his arms.

Jin Se-mi asked with a bewildered expression at that sight.

“You don’t even ask what this is?”

“Isn’t that Baekryeongdan?”

Hanbin tilted his head and asked.

“Yes, it is our family treasure. You know it, but you are not surprised.”

Jin Se-mi was sincere.

Baekryeongdan was Baeksamun’s treasure.

There are ten Baekryongdans held by Baeksamun.

One of them was taken out for Hanbin.

Even among the direct descendants of Baek Sa-mun, there were countless people who had never seen Baek Ryeong-dan.

But you’re giving this elixir to Jeong Pa-in?

This was something that could not have happened without the business I was doing with Mr. Ma Hui.

Of course, it was according to the contract, but it was absurd how Hanbin accepted it so nonchalantly and put it in his arms.

Hanbin, who saw that expression, continued speaking as if nothing had happened.

“I got what I was promised, so there’s no need for me to be surprised.”

“No matter what… … .”

When Jin Se-mi spoke with a sad expression, Han Bin leaned forward and clapped his hands.

match!

Jin Se-mi opened her eyes wide at that sight and asked.

“What’s the matter?”

“Oh, by the way, I think we need to talk about the contract again before that.”

Jin Se-mi tilted her head.

It was a contract that had been settled with Mr. Ikjeol Ma-Hwi.

But why are you bringing up that topic again?

When Jin Se-mi tilted her head, Han-bin said.

“According to what we agreed on, if Sapha tries to harm me… … .”

Hanbin went over the contract details tirelessly, like a millstone turning.

As Hanbin continued his explanation, Jin Se-mi waved her hand.

“I don’t understand. We have never done even the slightest harm to Confucius. So why are you saying such things?”

“To be frank… … .”

It was just as Hanbin was about to start talking.

The door to the annex opened.

Rattling.

The door opened and it was none other than Sim Mi-ho who came in.

Sim Mi-ho glanced at Jin Se-mi and furrowed his brows.

It was clearly an unpleasant expression.

Hanbin said at that sight.

“Deputy Chief Shim, you can speak comfortably.”

“Sir, the guest is making a fuss.”

“What kind of guest?”

“This is Seol Mu-ik from the Black Snake Gate. He told me to serve all the guests who came to see my lord, so I did… … .”

Sim Mi-ho’s explanation was simple.

He was upset that Hanbin didn’t come to see him even after he returned to the inn, so he made a fuss.

What would have happened if Seol Mu-ik had known that Jin Se-mi was here?

Of course, this situation would not have happened.

This was because Hanbin had instructed them to serve the guests but not to give them any other explanations.

After finishing his explanation, Sim Mi-ho spoke with a frown.

“Even though you are my lord’s guest, I think this is a bit much.”

“What does Deputy Chief Sim want to do?”

“Can I kill you?”

When Shim Mi-ho asked cautiously, Han-bin looked at Jin Se-mi and said.

“This is the situation.”

“ah.”

Jin Se-mi let out an exclamation.

I don’t know what’s going on, but a feeling of unease runs up my spine.

Before Jin Se-mi could even finish her words, Han-bin continued speaking.

“How about we go together first?”

When Hanbin gestured, Jin Se-mi followed him.

As they approached the room, Jinsemi gritted her teeth.

As Sim Mi-ho said, there was a commotion in the room at the end.

Crazy.

Clang.

From the sound of tables overturning to the sound of teacups breaking, echoed through the hallway.

The one who opened the door to the guest room where Seol Mu-ik was causing a ruckus was neither Sim Mi-ho nor Han Bin.

It was Jin Se-mi with a flushed face.