Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 229



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Episode 229. Cheonsujang (1)

Then the owner ran out.

It had been hiding on the third floor and then became quiet, so it has only now revealed itself.

The owner screamed when he saw the tragedy on the first floor.

“Oh my, what the heck is going on… … !”

At his loud cries that followed his scream, Yang Ye-shin took a step forward and bowed her head slightly to her master.

“Master, I apologize for what happened. This is Shin Chang Yang’s fault, so I will take responsibility and compensate you.”

At that time, he said that he couldn’t lose.

“No. This is the responsibility of Sacheondangga. We will take responsibility.”

Shin Chang-yang and Sa Cheon-dang growling at each other.

At that moment, Hanbin looked at the two with a bright smile.

“They even fight over who will take responsibility… … .”

Hanbin looked at Yang Ye-shin and Dang Gi-myeong, his voice trailing off for a moment.

Hanbin, who was glaring at the two, narrowed his eyes as if he was weighing them both.

Hanbin, who had been watching for a while, spoke in a low voice.

“Then let’s check whose movements are faster.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin crossed his arms with an expression that suggested he was testing the two.

At Hanbin’s words, Yang Ye-shin quickly shouted to his subordinate.

“Go quickly!”

Yang Ye-shin’s men quickly ran out the door without giving him a moment to breathe.

At the same time, the party name was shouted out.

“Bring me the money quickly!”

The warrior of Sacheondangga also climbed up to this floor as if he was flying.

But soon a panicked voice was heard from this floor.

“Your Majesty, you must come here and see.”

As the subordinate shouted in an urgent voice, Danggi-myeong quickly flew up to this floor.

That was when.

Yang Ye-shin’s subordinate, who had gone out, just came back into the guest house.

“Oh, Your Majesty, we are in trouble.”

“What’s going on?”

“Oh, the carriage is gone.”

“The carriage is gone? Who would dare touch the carriage of the Shin Chang Yang family? Where is the guard guarding the carriage?”

Yang Ye-shin continued to ask questions without stopping.

Musa pointed somewhere.

There, another designated warrior was rolling his eyes.

Only then did Yang Ye-shin remember.

When the incident broke out here, all the Shin Chang Yang family warriors who were outside rushed here.

Yang Ye-shin stumbled slightly as if she felt dizzy and put her hand on her forehead.

Musa said at that sight.

“Your Highness, have you been poisoned by any chance… … .”

“Is the poison the problem now? I have to find the carriage. If I can’t find the carriage… … .”

Yang Ye-shin trailed off.

At that moment, a panicked voice was heard from this floor as well.

“Where on earth did all the luggage go?”

“They took everything of value, leaving only the dry goods.”

“Who on earth would take the luggage of the Sacheondang family… … .”

I couldn’t continue speaking.

It was only then that I remembered what was in the stolen luggage.

There were still quite a few envoys left in the luggage that had to be delivered to each family.

“Shit!”

Danggi-myeong bit his lips.

He went down to the first floor, breathing heavily.

The officer who came down to the first floor said to Hanbin while giving him a winning ticket.

“Someone stole my luggage. I guess I have to chase after him quickly… … .”

The name of the party was left speechless.

Because Hanbin stopped him by showing his palm.

“You have to clean up the mess you made. You said that Sacheondangga is responsible for this mess.”

“There’s a thief now… … .”

“If you don’t finish this, you too will become a thief.”

“hmm.”

Danggi-myeong, who had swallowed his breath, quickly gestured to his subordinate.

“Bring gold and silver treasures from the carriage.”

“Your name.”

The subordinate of the person who had been given the power has disappeared.

The number appeared in the blink of an eye.

The face of the party leader who received his report turned pale.

Something unbelievable happened.

Danggi-myeong stares blankly at the ceiling.

Yang Ye-shin bowed her head deeply.

Both of them were so dispirited that it was hard to believe they were descendants of a world-renowned martial arts family.

At that moment, Hanbin handed the bowl to the owner.

The owner who received the basket asked with a slight tremble.

“What is all this?”

“There’s quite a bit of iron wire underneath. That should be enough to repair the dent in the wall.”

“Then these hidden weapons that you can see now… … .”

“This is the secret weapon of the Sacheondang family. If we sell it, we can repair the entire floor with the remaining money, so the owner can rest assured.”

“Oh, thank you, sir.”

“Then I guess I’ll be going now.”

“But the name of the Lord… … .”

“It’s not a name worth making public.”

Hanbin turned around, leaving a lingering impression.

At that moment, Yang Ye-shin and Dang Gi-myeong came chasing from behind in a hurry.

“Elder!”

Yang Ye-shin was so impatient that she grabbed Han Bin’s sleeve.

Hanbin stopped in front of the door.

Yang Ye-shin knelt down while the onlookers did not leave their seats.

Yang Ye-shin said, getting down on one knee.

“Elder, please help me. The fate of our family is at stake.”

Hanbin narrowed his eyes at his words.

I knelt down in front of this many people.

The Shin Chang Yang family’s warrior, who is said to kneel only before the emperor, is now bowing his head.

The word “family destiny” appeared there.

If it was Sacheondangga, I wouldn’t have thought about it, but I didn’t have Shinchangyangga’s situation in mind.

Hanbin quickly hid his expression and asked.

“Is there anything I can help you with?”

“Ma, please find the carriage.”

“I’m not a constable, nor a Haomen, nor a Gaebong… … Now that I think about it, I wonder if you mistook me for Gaebong after seeing my shabby military uniform?”

“No. When you reach a certain level, don’t the enemy’s traces look like lines drawn with ink on a blank sheet of paper? Please teach me.”

“hmm,”

Hanbin sighed as he brushed away his beard.

The Dangi-myeong next to him also clung to that sight.

“Sir, I need help too.”

They looked at Hanbin blankly.

Hanbin counted the numbers in his mind.

One, two, three… … .

Even if you give your consent, timing is important.

What can one who is not desperate risk?

Hanbin didn’t like collateral as trivial as their lives.

Hanbin said, counting to one hundred.

“What will you give me if I help you find your things?”

“My life… … .”

Hanbin showed his palm and stopped Yang Ye-shin from speaking.

“At times like that, you have to ask what you need.”

“What do you want?”

“I will use your family’s power once I need it.”

“If it’s the power of the family… … .”

“Make demands that are within the bounds of the norm.”

“… … .”

“I will convey that request to my disciple.”

The last words were spoken quietly so that only the two of them could hear them.

Yang Ye-shin of Shin Chang-yangga tilted her head and asked again.

“How do you know if someone is your disciple?”

“You will be able to see it clearly enough.”

Hanbin looked at them with deep eyes.

Yang Ye-shin and Dang Gi-myeong seemed to believe that Han Bin would find their belongings.

Hanbin laughed inwardly.

Looking at the expressions on their faces, they were friends who would need to be hit in the back of the head a few times to come to their senses in the martial arts world.

Of course, Hanbin would find the item for me.

Perhaps they could not sense that the situation was a little strange.

An unexpected showdown between the martial arts world.

An unexpected encounter with an unidentified master.

And the countless onlookers outside the door.

It’s all a coincidence, but this kind of situation is not unfamiliar.

If you wander the world of martial arts, you will encounter situations like this often.

Even if you haven’t experienced it yourself, you must have experienced it indirectly through the adults in your family.

That was when.

The subordinate of the commander who was inspecting this floor came down panting.

“Confucius.”

“What’s going on now?”

The commander shot his subordinate.

Suha opened his mouth without being influenced by those eyes.

“It seems like the opponent is a master of solo attacks.”

“A master of solitude?”

“Look at this.”

Suha held out a small seasoning container.

The person who received the seasoning container shook it slightly.

There was no sound as if the inside was empty.

The name of the person in question grew wide.

He seemed a little surprised.

Hanbin couldn’t figure out why he was surprised.

Then the subordinate continued speaking.

“Look here.”

What the servant was holding was a plate.

“Hmm, there are traces there.”

“It seems that they sprinkled this poison on the dishes as a seasoning and then emptied the dishes. Traces of this poison remain on every dish.”

“Huh, that poison-eating monster… … .”

The official shook his head as if he couldn’t even imagine it.

Only then did Hanbin realize what was happening.

What the underling brought was not a jar of seasoning, but a jar containing poison.

What is the purpose of that can?

I heard that in Sacheon Dangga, they lightly sprinkle some poisons on their food and eat it to build up their tolerance to poisons.

That spice jar must have been used for that purpose. I heard that they usually put poison in the jar and carry it around for three years.

What if you ate three years’ worth all at once?

I couldn’t help but think that it wasn’t just a simple mistake, but an act of showing off his own prowess.

Hanbin could barely contain his laughter at this situation.

In a way, I should be grateful to Cheonghwa.

Hanbin, who was watching them, said.

“There is a force targeting the martial arts world of the Jeongpa… … .”

Hanbin’s voice trailed off slightly.

Now it’s time to make them imagine it.

Yang Ye-shin’s face, which had slightly come to life, darkened again.

“Sir, what do you mean?”

“I also didn’t sense any presence. He is someone who shows off his poisonous power, but he didn’t leave any traces around. Who do you think the enemy is warning you about?”

“… … .”

“I think this is a warning to both the Shin Chang Yang family and the Sa Cheon Dang family.”

“… … .”

“Is it only Shin Chang-yang and Sa Cheon-dang?”

“… … .”

“This is a provocation against all the political factions in the Central Plains… … The first priority seems to be finding your belongings.”

Hanbin took out a bundle of featureless, nameless strings from his bosom.

Then he took out a strand of the string and gave it to Yang Ye-shin.

When Yang Ye-shin, who had received the string, tilted her head, Han-bin continued speaking.

“I will tie this string on my way, so follow me.”

As Hanbin turned around, Yang Ye-shin asked urgently.

“Please tell me your real name.”

“My name is… … Cheongun So-and-so.”

Hanbin hesitated for a moment before revealing the first letters of the name Cheongunsashin, a nickname he had previously received in Hanam Jeongga.

At the same time, Hanbin’s new model disappeared before their eyes.

That was when.

The onlookers began to stir.

“Didn’t that person just say something about Cheongun?”

“I see? But I’ve never heard of the nickname Cheongun… … .”

“Who are you? Judging by your lightness, you seem like you could be one of the top ten masters in the world.”

“Haha, they say the world is wide and there are many eccentric people, but I had a great time today.”

Leaving the commotion of the onlookers behind, Yang Ye-shin looked at the name tag.

But the corners of Danggi-myeong’s eyes were trembling.

Looking back now, he seemed more surprised than when he lost his luggage.

The nickname muttered to himself so that no one could hear.

“Are you perhaps the Envoy of Cheongun?”

When the name Dangi-myeong came from Sacheon, he was given two main missions.

One was to gather heroes by delivering messengers, and the other was to find people.

There are two people to find.

One of them was the hero of Hanam Jeongga, Cheongun Envoy.

Danggi-myeong instinctively ran to the place where Hanbin had disappeared.

That became a signal to Sasundangga and Shinchangyangga.

They began to follow the traces left by Hanbin.

* * *

How much time has passed?

Hanbin took out a fan and walked around with a limp, trying to ward off the heat.

If I had wanted to, I could have caught up with Seolhwa and Cheonghwa’s carriage right away, but that would have gone against the plan.

Hanbin was walking, leaving traces here and there.

What if we follow Hanbin’s footsteps?

It would probably take a whole day.