Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 249



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Episode 249. Accompanying (3)

Dangi-myeong was startled by her calm appearance.

Thinking about it, it was strange that they approached me at such close range without making any noise, even though they were in the middle of a showdown.

Moreover, his subordinates were watching this place without even blinking.

The fact that his subordinates did not come forward meant that he was approaching like a shadow.

The commander took a step back and shouted.

“Who are you!”

“I don’t know about that, just keep doing what you were doing. I’ll just watch while eating meat… … .”

The man took a big bite of meat, trailing off his words.

The man made a bewildered expression and pointed his sword at the man.

Then he shouted a little louder.

“He asked who I was!”

“If you have any questions, pay the price.”

After speaking, the man held the skewer in one hand and waved it with the other.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

The commander gritted his teeth and shouted.

The man didn’t respond and took another bite of the meat.

It was while the war of nerves was continuing like that.

Suddenly, the giant man next to him ran towards the man holding the meat skewer.

“older brother!”

In that moment, Danggi-myeong’s eyes grew wide to their limit.

Just now, the giant clearly called the man “hyung.”

If that’s the case, then the two are in cahoots.

The commander looked around the man’s office once more.

He was not very big and had a tall and handsome appearance, wearing a red uniform.

However, the overall atmosphere was a bit unpleasant.

A strange sense of wariness arose there.

Danggi-myeong looked at his opponent once more. He had never heard of such an unmanned person in Gangbuk.

Of course, it was the first time I had heard of a beggar using a spear.

The mouth of the officer who was watching the two fell open.

Suddenly, a man in red uniform stepped back and stopped the giant man who was charging at him.

“Who are you, brother?”

“Brother, it’s me, it’s me.”

“I have never had a beggar as a brother.”

“Huh, you really don’t know me?”

“Oh, I’ve never had a beggar as a younger sibling. It might be different if he were my teacher. You stink, so stay away from me.”

The man in red uniform waved his hands.

Of course, it was Hanbin.

I was watching the fight between the two of them secretly, and while I was out and about I picked up a skewer of meat.

The way Hanbin chased his opponent looked as natural as swatting away a fly.

The opposing giant stuck out his lips and looked at me in bewilderment.

“Wow, this is disappointing.”

“I don’t know who you are, but step aside for a moment.”

Hanbin pushed his opponent aside.

The opposing giant stood aside without saying a word.

Hanbin stood in front of Danggi-myeong without any problem.

“Let’s start by saying hello.”

“You, who the hell are you?”

“So, aren’t you going to reveal it now? I am the fourth son of the Habuk Peng family, Peng Hanbin.”

“If you are the Four Princes of Habukpengga… … .”

Danggi-myeong looked at Hanbin, trailing off.

Hanbin read his true feelings in his eyes.

Just like Yang Ye-shin, it seems that he thought of the head of Cheonsujang and the four Confucius of Habukpengga as separate entities.

Well, it’s not that I didn’t understand.

Everything was Hong Chil-gae’s arrangement.

It is a fact that we will eventually come to know that the head of Cheonsujang and the four princes of Habukpengga are the same person.

However, there was a clear difference in how people who saw him for the first time perceived Hanbin.

The position of the head of Cheonsujang was more free than that of the four princes of Habukpengga.

It was important to have a position where one could raise one’s voice without belonging to a family.

Of course, there are times when I feel awkward when dealing with people who remember the old rumors about Hanbin, like now.

Looking at the expression on Danggi-myeong’s face now, the coward in Habuk was narrowing his brows as if wondering what was going on here.

Hanbin said nonchalantly.

“Let’s finish up the official business first.”

Hanbin’s words brought up another question.

“Public business… … .”

Dang Gi-myeong looks at Han-bin with his words trailing off.

But Hanbin continued speaking quietly.

“Isn’t the person you’re looking for the head of Cheonsujang?”

“… … .”

The commander took a step back without saying a word.

The other person knows your identity and purpose… … .

Because there was a high probability that it would be the enemy.

At that moment, Hanbin waved his hand.

“If not, I will go and see.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin turned around without hesitation.

Even though the commander is pointing a sword at him.

When Hanbin turned around and took a step forward, Danggi-myeong was momentarily taken aback.

“Okay, just a moment.”

Hanbin stopped walking and turned around.

“Are you ready to talk now?”

“Are you saying that you know where the head of Cheonsujang is?”

“Of course. But let’s put that metal aside and talk.”

Hanbin gently pushed away the tip of Danggi-myeong’s sword with his fingertips.

The moment the name came out, his eyes opened wide.

It was because the move Hanbin showed was too bold.

There was no crazy person in Gangnam who could touch the tip of Sacheondangga’s sword with his bare hands.

Of course, it was the same in Gangbuk.

When encountering a Sacheondangga, it was common practice to avoid contact as much as possible.

But the opponent was pushing with his hand on the tip of the sword as if nothing had happened.

After a brief moment of confusion, Danggi-myeong thought about what was important now.

At the same time, he quickly put the sword back into its scabbard.

Swish.

Then he looked at Hanbin.

“If you know about the head of Cheonsujang, I will give you a reward.”

“Then please give it to me first.”

“What do you want… … .”

“Please give me the example you mentioned.”

Hanbin shook the hand he held out slowly without taking it back.

The nickname narrowed its eyes.

Because I felt a strange sense of foreboding.

After a moment of confusion, Danggi-myeong nodded to his subordinates behind him.

It was a signal to bring a sling.

The one who responded to the signal of the commander was his escort, the Dangdokdae.

The messenger quickly ran over and whispered something secretly.

After hearing the whisper, Danggi-myeong’s eyes widened.

According to the Tang Dok-dae, the funds had already been depleted.

Come to think of it, the people in Cheonsujang had swept away the entire contents of Danggimyeong’s ancestral rites.

The name of the party was spoken cautiously.

“Please tell me, I will be staking the honor of Sacheondangga on your gratitude.”

“I don’t need anything later, just give me the money first. If not… … .”

As Hanbin’s expression softened and the end of his words trailed off, Dang Ki-myeong tilted his upper body.

“What if not?”

“There is also a way to make a promise in writing.”

When Hanbin spoke with a kind face, Danggi-myeong nodded.

“Okay. I promise… … .”

The name of the party was left speechless.

Because Hanbin suddenly snapped his fingers.

Exactly!

At that sound, Dang-Gang-Myeong’s eyes widened.

I couldn’t help but know this sound.

The last move shown by the blue-robed Taoist.

For a moment, Danggi-myeong’s mind became a jumbled mess.

All the scenes were tangled and untangled repeatedly.

However, he was not a direct descendant of the Sachon Dang family.

Sacheondangga was one of the top ten swordsmen in the martial arts world.

As all the scenes in Danggi-myeong’s head lined up, he was able to extract a few facts.

The opponent was most likely his successor, as the Taoist in Qing garb had said.

Judging from the way he was revealing money, he must have been someone related to Cheon Soo Jang.

That’s when I made my guesses.

A girl appeared from among the reeds, carrying a bundle.

The girl unrolled the bundle, unfolded the paper, and poured ink into the inkstone in the bamboo tube.

Hanbin said at that sight.

“Where did Seolhwa go and why did you come here, Cheonghwa?”

“I begged to try it once. My sister is behind me. But, Confucius.”

“why?”

“I have a question. How did you know we were here?”

“There’s no way Seolhwa would miss watching the fight.”

“ah.”

Cheonghwa nodded as if she understood.

Danggi-myeong, who was watching the scene, asked in a bewildered manner.

“What are you doing now?”

“Shouldn’t everything be documented to be certain?”

“By what right does the Four Princes of Habukpengga have to write a document? I understand it has to do with the Heavenly Water Gate, but… … .”

Danggi-myeong trailed off and looked at Hanbin’s expression.

The whole situation was going weird.

Besides, there was someone in front who he absolutely had to get on his side.

But what if all this is a trap?

As he came to Gangbuk as a representative of Sacheon Dangga, Danggi Myeong had to be careful.

Hanbin asked with a smile.

“You figured out that it’s related to Cheonsujang. But aren’t you being too cautious?”

“There is a proverb in Sacheon that says, ‘Even if you go over a stone bridge, you have to knock on it.’”

“That’s a good proverb. How about this one?”

“What are the conditions?”

“The thing I’m most curious about is Jangju’s whereabouts, right?”

“… … .”

“In exchange for telling you that for free… … .”

“What instead?”

“The remaining conditions will be doubled.”

“Do as you wish.”

The name of the person lit up his eyes.

First, the whereabouts of the leader came first, and then there were negotiations.

When meeting Jangju, it would have been a good idea to put the Habukpengga Sa Gongja aside and have a conversation.

The name of the person who came to find out was that the head of Cheonsujang was crossing the Jangha River here.

As Danggi-myeong waited for an answer with his arms folded, Hanbin continued speaking.

“I will tell you assuming you accept the conditions.”

“Go ahead.”

“I’m going.”

“yes?”

“They said that I am the owner of Cheonsujang.”

“… … .”

Danggi-myeong was speechless for a while.

The head of Cheonsujang and the four princes of Habukpengga were the same person?

I thought it was information that I could have easily found out if I had wanted to, but I was running around in such a hurry that I missed it.

As he stood there blankly, Hanbin asked in a quiet tone.

“Is it true that you came to me because of your illness?”

“… … .”

“Then you have come to the right place. I may be the answer, but I won’t be the solution.”

“… … .”

“Even though they are divided into Gangbuk and Gangnam, aren’t they all from the same generation of teenagers? I think it’s the way of the martial arts world to help each other in times like this.”

At Hanbin’s words, Danggi-myeong’s eyes became moist.

“Thank you for thinking so. Your Majesty, or rather, Prince Peng. I don’t know what to call you.”

“Isn’t it ridiculous to call a child of the same generation ‘Zhang Zhu’? Just call him ‘Confucius’.”

“Thank you, Prince Peng.”

“Then, let’s start trading frankly now.”

“A deal?”

“There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world.”

Hanbin smiled faintly.

Inversely proportional to Hanbin’s laughter, Danggi-myeong’s expression hardened in real time.

Hanbin held out his hand without paying attention to Danggi-myeong’s expression.

Cheonghwa handed the ink-soaked brush to his hand.

Hanbin, holding a brush, wrote down the content with one stroke.

Swish. Swish.

Even though the brush didn’t move even a few times, the paper was filled with content.

Of course, this was the power of lightning.

In the Central Plains, Han Bin was the only one who used a brush like a sword.

For that reason, Dang Gamyeong couldn’t help but be surprised by the movements Hanbin showed just now.

In fact, the reason Dangi-myeong was surprised was because of the novel brushwork, but the biggest reason was the content.

This was an example of an unfair contract.

However, there are conditions that cannot be ignored.

The most important thing was that he said he wouldn’t accept it if he couldn’t treat it, so there was no burden, but taking Hanbin to Sacheon was also a serious problem.

Dang-gi-myeong nodded without realizing it, taking in the content.

He surrendered to the identity of the head of the Cheonsujang that he had been searching for.

Hanbin quickly signed and handed the brush over to Danggi-myeong.

“Please sign.”

“yes?”

“Read it or not, but please sign it before the food runs out. I’ll give you enough time.”

“What is there to think about? Please give me a brush.”

Danggi-myeong quickly grabbed the brush.

Cheonghwa, who was watching from the side, spoke quietly.

“Just like Seolhwa said, you have great handwriting. It’s a truly beautiful font… … .”

Cheonghwa continued talking in a rambling manner as if she had lost her mind.

“hmm.”

Hanbin looked at Cheonghwa and coughed in vain.

The name of the person in question also turned his head.