Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 261



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Episode 261. The Four Seas are the Same (2)

Of course, Dokgo-ryeon did not completely cut ties with her husband.

My granddaughter comes to visit me like this once a year or so.

Before my granddaughter came to visit, my son came to visit.

The granddaughter is playing the son’s role.

As they lived apart to avoid getting involved in the world of martial arts, their circumstances were not known to the outside world.

Jeong So-yeon looked at her grandmother, puffing out her cheeks.

I asked what was so good about it, but I couldn’t really say.

Then I remembered something.

“Well, that’s why. If you stay by my side, you’ll be blessed, hehe.”

“What do you mean by blessing? Soyeon?”

“I earned some money last time thanks to you, Grandma.”

“Are you saying that guy taught you how to gamble?”

As Dokgo Ryun narrowed his eyes, Jeong So-yeon quickly waved her hand.

“No, it’s not that. I won the bet when I went to deliver the knife that my grandfather asked me to give you, Grandma. Grandpa knows that too.”

“This old man is teaching this kid some good things… … .”

“No. I just did it. That’s how I earned money to get married, hehe.”

“Yeah, I’m glad you won.”

Dokgo-ryeon nodded and smiled awkwardly at Jeong So-yeon’s bright appearance.

Dokgo-ryeon thought that it was still time to accept his granddaughter’s whining.

What Jeong So-yeon was talking about was the incident when the Red Blood Tiger Corps, which was the Tiger Corps at the time, fought against Peng Mu-bin’s warriors.

Jeong So-yeon smiled brightly as she recalled that incident.

Dokgo-ryeon, who was looking at that sight, quietly looked up at the sky and thought of Hanbin, whom he had just met.

Dokgo-ryeon’s decision to meet Hanbin was actually half voluntary and half involuntary.

Here, the intention was his own desire to test Hanbin’s dealings with the Sado-ryeon, and the intention was because of his granddaughter Jeong So-yeon’s request.

The result of our spontaneous meeting was satisfactory.

This is because he neither does business at a loss nor is he the type to harm others.

However, I had doubts about him as a son-in-law for my granddaughter.

Her granddaughter, Jeong So-yeon, was still young.

The young granddaughter’s heart would change several times in the future. Her heart now might be like a heart that loves a pretty bird flying.

Besides, it’s still a long way off before my granddaughter is old enough to get married.

I decided to keep a close eye on Hanbin during this time.

Dokgo-ryeon looked down the mountain with a sincere smile.

* * *

At the same time, Hanbin shook his shoulders slightly and tilted his head.

“Oh, why am I getting such chills?”

“Your Majesty, shall we add some more firewood?”

Seolhwa asked with a worried look.

This is because Hanbin has never said that he has had chills, although he has said that his ears have been itchy.

“Oh, it’s okay. I just feel a little creepy.”

Hanbin waved his hand as if nothing had happened.

Then he looked back at those who were still sleeping.

Many people were still unconscious and lying on the ground.

It was only after a few cups of tea that they began to come to their senses, one by one.

The most notable of these was, of course, the Pyeonyukrang-a.

When Pyeon Yukrang-ah got up, it felt like a large rock was moving.

However, some drones still haven’t woken up.

They were all asleep after Hanbin subdued the wind chime.

Hanbin quickly moved between them.

Pick, pick.

As Hanbin moved his hand, people started to get up, groaning here and there.

The sight made Akbigwang ask.

“You said that if you release the blood vessel that the master suppressed earlier, you’ll get sick?”

“It’s okay, I subdued them.”

Akbigwang asked as if he felt wronged by Hanbin’s words.

“Oh, then why were you just sitting there? Brother?”

“I think you lack training.”

Hanbin answered with a serious expression.

“Oh, I see.”

Akbigwang answered as if he had given up.

Hanbin’s expression was so serious that I couldn’t even ask.

Instead, he bowed his head and held his head in his hands.

That was when.

The newly joined Won-gyeong woke up and looked around.

Things have changed since yesterday when life was on the line.

Although it was a little messy, the scent of grass wafted in the air instead of the smell of blood.

Wonkyung swallowed hard and ran to Hanbin.

In fact, he didn’t even know who had taken control of his blood vessels and put him to sleep yesterday.

It was just a distant view that some expert would subdue him while they were fighting entangled together.

Won-gyeong, standing in front of Han-bin, asked with a trembling voice.

“My lord, my lord. What happened yesterday?”

“Wonkyung, how many allies are left now?”

“What, what do you mean?”

“We’re talking about how many of our comrades are injured and how many are dead. If we go into it a little further, we’ll have to figure out how many are lightly injured and how many are seriously injured. There may be some who appear fine on the outside but have internal injuries.”

“… … .”

“The first thing you should do when you wake up is to assess the situation. Don’t ask me about the situation.”

“… … .”

“Someone else will tell you what happened last night.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin turned his head.

There, the black-clad Salpung is tilting its head.

Black-clad Salpung, whose eyes met Hanbin’s, asked.

“Why do you look at me like that?”

“I have a favor to ask.”

“If it’s a favor you ask, you’re always welcome… … .”

“Can I really do this whenever I want?”

When Hanbin asked with a mischievous expression, Heukyisalpung was slightly surprised.

“Hmm, that’s… … . well.”

“I’m just joking. The point is, take this guy here and give him a brief explanation of what happened yesterday. And tell him about Sapa, too. Well, if you don’t understand what I’m saying, you can just roll over and do it.”

“I know an expert on that, hmm.”

The black-clothed man coughed and gestured to someone.

Hanbin, who checked the place, snickered.

What was in there was none other than a pyeonyukrang-a.

Pyeon Yuk-rang-ah ran quickly with the Nanga-bong slung over her shoulder.

Thud, thud.

Everyone’s eyes were focused on the weight of the pork belly.

Pyeon Yukrang-a asked.

“Brother, why are you like that… … .”

He came in a hurry because Heuk-ui Salpung called him, but he flinched when he saw Han-bin next to him.

Hanbin spoke first, smiling faintly.

“Don’t worry about me and just talk.”

“If you say so… … .”

Pyeon Yuk-rang-ah turned her gaze to Heuk-ui Salpung, her voice trailing off.

“Brother, why did you call me?”

“Listen to me.”

When the black-clad Salpung gestured, Pyeon Yukrang-ah quietly put her ear to it.

The faces of the two people talking like that brightened.

But, in comparison, Won-gyeong’s face became stern.

As soon as the conversation ended, Pyeon Yukrang grabbed Wonkyung by the waist and took him somewhere.

The man being dragged away shouted.

“Ji, what are you doing now? Lord, Lord! Please save me!”

“This is the path to becoming a hero, so listen well in class.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin looked at the black-clad Salpung.

The black-clad man whose eyes met mine tilted his head and asked.

“Why are you looking at me like that? I did everything you asked me to do… … .”

“They too, please.”

Hanbin pointed to the group that had come in with the distant view.

Heuk-ui Salpung got up from his seat, shaking off his hands.

“of course.”

After finishing speaking, Black Swordsman took the new agent and disappeared somewhere.

Hanbin looked at the sight with pleasure.

Hanbin wanted to tell Wonkyung, who had good intuition, about Gangho.

What does it mean to know Gangho?

It just involved a lot of bumping into things.

What if I bump into something a little too hard?

That was the attribute process.

As the Black Swordsman and the Pyeonyukrang-ah disappeared, Danggi-myeong approached Hanbin.

“I guess you are close with the Apostolic Society members.”

“Isn’t there a saying that the four seas are one island? Aren’t we all going to end up eating from the same knife anyway?”

“Hmm, so you’re telling me to be friendly with the Safa people? Do you know that this Mugajihoe itself is an event held to fight against the Safa?”

“Of course I know. So we should be closer.”

“What do you mean?”

There is a saying that goes, “If you know your enemy and know yourself, you will win every battle.”

“But didn’t you just say that Sahae is Dongdo? Then doesn’t that mean Sapha is not our friend?”

“That’s what I’m trying to tell you. Do you know who should know the enemy before I do?”

“… … .”

“That’s the enemy. I can learn slowly. I can learn while eating, or I can learn while sleeping.”

“Do you know who we need to know next?”

“If you were to say who comes next, it would be you.”

“No. The next thing you need to know is your friends.”

Hanbin smiled brightly after finishing speaking.

Danggi-myeong swallowed his breath without realizing it at those slightly meaningful words.

“hmm.”

“That’s what the history of the world of martial arts tells us. Have any of the world’s greatest people ever fallen to the enemy?”

“… … .”

The name of the person in question did not respond.

At that sight, Hanbin continued speaking.

“If you were defeated by an enemy, how could you have earned the title of the best in the world? The best in the world always falls to a friend.”

“No matter what, Sapa… … .”

“Anyway, if a common enemy appears, they are the people who will take care of our backs. Until then, they are our enemies. Well, for now, they are enemies, so we don’t have to worry about getting stabbed in the back of the head.”

“What do you mean? Enemy?”

“Didn’t I tell you? Is the head of the Sacheondang family the type who would accidentally fall into the possession of a coin? Look for someone among your friends who you suspect.”

At Hanbin’s words, Danggi-myeong turned his gaze and looked somewhere.

The place he was looking at was in the southwest direction where Sacheondangga was.

* * *

It was the next morning when Hanbin and his party left that place. They crossed Yeongdansan Mountain without stopping even once.

In some ways, it was a fortunate thing, but the name of the party was questionable.

I was actually a little nervous when I passed the officer in charge of the Apostolic Corps at the top.

However, there was not even a shadow of Sapa there.

After the Apostolic Warriors led by Heuk-ui Salpung and Pyeon Yukrang-ah left, a strange silence seemed to hang over Yeongdansan Mountain.

Even the occasional wolf howls have stopped.

Now, the only thing that could be heard was the clattering sound of the carriage.

As he became more relaxed, all sorts of questions about Hanbin began to sprout in Danggi-myeong’s head.

Not only did he possess the world’s best medical skills, but I couldn’t understand how he could treat two of the Shanxi Three Sages, known for their foul personalities, like children.

What was even stranger was that it felt as if Shanxi Sansal was looking up to Hanbin.

If you think about it, didn’t the people in the lower village of Cheonsujang also die of shock when they heard the name of Cheonsujangju?

However, the party name could not be determined as to why.

The name of the party was last in the line because of the question.

It was something that stopped without me even knowing it.

The Dangdokdae, who had found Danggi-myeong staring blankly into space, came running.

“Confucius, why are you so worried?”

“It’s nothing.”

“Don’t worry. When Prince Peng arrives at the Sichuan Dang House, your Majesty will rise.”

“Is that really so?”

“Don’t worry. Of course you will get better.”

After finishing speaking, Dangdokdae ran back towards the procession.

Danggi-myeong shrugged his shoulders and tried to walk again.

Then the question arose again.

It was so quiet that it felt like someone was escorting the procession.

I glanced back at the name of the party, feeling a strange feeling.

In that moment, Danggi-myeong’s eyes widened.

The flag of the Apostolic Union was fluttering on the ridge.

It felt like seeing off a procession.

* * *

After a while of drinking tea, Hanbin and his party left Yeongdansan completely.

Hanbin was diligently writing something down in the shaking carriage.

Seolhwa, who was eating next to me, asked.

“What is that now?”