Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 370



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370. Ruin (8)

Hanbin didn’t even glance at them.

Hanbin let out a small sigh as he pictured the current situation in his head.

“phew.”

It was a sigh filled with many emotions.

I thought that there were no traitors because Habukpengga had been weeded out in advance.

If we hadn’t gone back in time, this match would have gone as the enemy intended.

Looking back on my past life, it suddenly occurred to me that maybe the Demonic Cult wasn’t my main enemy.

Could it be that this was played into the hands of the Demonic Cult or the Justice Alliance or someone else?

This question had to be answered now.

Hanbin turned his head and looked at the main gate of Sacheondangga.

Seol-hwa asked, looking at him with his arms crossed as if he was waiting for something.

“Confucius, what are you doing?”

“I’m waiting for a guest.”

“Are you a guest?”

Seolhwa opened her eyes wide.

It was because Hanbin had a strange smile.

Seol-hwa, who had been calming down, quickly raised the corners of her mouth.

Then he nodded as if he knew Hanbin’s intentions.

That was when.

I could hear the sound of a carriage being pulled from afar.

Knock knock.

Knock knock.

It wasn’t just a carriage.

The sound of horse hooves grew closer.

Hot and cold.

Hot and cold.

The sound caught quite a few people’s attention.

The people of the martial arts world who have survived a near-death experience each grabbed their weapons.

They thought everything was over, but the unexpected visit of a guest was enough to make them nervous.

While everyone was swallowing dry saliva, Seol-hwa clapped her hands.

match.

Seol-hwa smiled pleasantly while looking at the main gate and bowed slightly.

He was ready to jump out as soon as he was ready.

Seolhwa took a deep breath and ran towards the approaching carriage, still in that posture.

Cheonghwa asked at that sight.

“What’s wrong, Sister?”

“You are the guest that Confucius has been waiting for. We must welcome you with sincerity.”

“Are you really welcoming me? Something seems fishy.”

“It’s always hard to welcome guests with sincerity. Take care.”

“Okay, I got it. I’ll keep an eye on it.”

After finishing speaking, Cheonghwa tilted her head.

When Cheonghwa thought of a guest, the only thing that came to mind was a bundle containing a contract.

But I didn’t understand why Seolhwa just left the bundle containing the contract.

Seolhwa began to move her energy without paying attention to Cheonghwa’s gaze.

From the danjeon to the legs.

Cheonghwa, who had seen the story of gathering energy from the bridge to the soles of the feet, narrowed her eyes and intervened.

“But why does it feel so ominous? Why did you pull out the Bloody Ram Sword?”

“You saw Confucius’s expression earlier. Are you really a guest?”

“sure?”

When Cheonghwa tilted her head and asked, Seolhwa straightened her shoulders and answered confidently.

“The enemy will be obvious. If so… … .”

Before Seol-hwa could finish speaking, Cheong-hwa quickly intervened as if she knew what was going on.

“I’ll go too, sis.”

Seolhwa nods as Cheonghwa’s eyes light up.

At the same time, Cheonghwa looked around.

That sight caught the eye of Dangmucheon who happened to be there at that moment.

Tang Mu-cheon asked in a soft voice as he watched Cheong-hwa looking around.

“Hey, what are you looking for?”

“Grandpa, if you have any spare daggers, please lend them to me.”

“A dagger… … .”

Dangmucheon looked at Cheonghwa and trailed off.

Even at this point when everything was over, I felt sorry for my granddaughter who was anxiously searching for a weapon.

Tang Mu-cheon sighed as he recalled what kind of life Cheong-hwa had lived until now.

“phew.”

Tang Mu-cheon, who had spread his wings of imagination, suddenly felt a pang in his heart.

For a moment, Dangmucheon quickly collected his expression.

I couldn’t show this weak side to my granddaughter.

Dangmucheon quietly turned his gaze and looked at Hanbin.

I was grateful that he not only saved her from the kidnapped Madu, but also took care of Cheonghwa like family without any conditions.

I was also grateful for Seol-hwa’s presence, who was there by my side like a real older sister.

Dangmucheon carefully patted Cheonghwa’s shoulder.

“Grandpa! Why are you looking like that?”

“Oh, it’s nothing.”

When Tang Mu-cheon waved his hand, Cheong-hwa just tilted her head.

Cheonghwa finally found a dagger from somewhere and held it tightly in her hand.

Hanbin, who was watching the scene from behind, grabbed the two of them by the shoulders.

“Just a minute, wait a minute,”

“Why, Confucius?”

Seolhwa’s eyes sparkled as she held the Uhyeolranggeom tightly in her right hand.

Hanbin sighed at the sight.

“Seolhwa, who do you think the person coming now is?”

“Isn’t this the guest that Confucius was talking about?”

“That’s true. But what do you plan to do with the author?”

“Just with the bloodletting sword… … .”

As Seolhwa trailed off, Hanbin sighed.

“If you decapitate the author, we will have to fight a force greater than we can even imagine.”

“A huge force? We’ve been fighting for a while now.”

“Rather than being a gigantic being, the Dark Emperor was more like a sweet potato vine.”

“Sweet potato stems?”

“You never know how deep the sweet potato stem is buried. But if you hold onto the stem and keep going, roots will eventually grow.”

“Oh, then what about them?”

“That’s not a sweet potato stem, it’s a branch of a large tree. It might be rotten, though.”

“Is it rotten?”

Seol-hwa, who had been tilting her head, opened her eyes wide.

Because I saw a red flag fluttering under the torch.

The red cloth had blue letters embroidered on it.

[East]

“That flag… … .”

As Seolhwa trailed off, Hanbin took up the conversation.

“It’s the class flag.”

Hanbin smiled sincerely.

Only then did Seolhwa realize her mistake.

If you take their throats off, you have to confront the country.

That was when.

Dangmucheon, who was standing next to him, also tilted his head.

“Our Sacheondang family and classmates probably don’t have any connection… … What smell could have brought them here?”

“Maybe Geumseon called.”

Hanbin pointed to the gold line tied with a rope in the middle of the training ground.

Dangmucheon’s eyebrows twitched at that sight.

I just remembered the golden sparks he shot at the end.

It seemed like the flame was a signal to call his classmates.

If you run the best business in Gangnam, you can’t avoid having connections with central politics.

Dangmucheon regretted overlooking that connection.

He looked at the gold thread and breathed life into it.

I even regretted that I should have just made a rice cake out of it right there.

Geumseon’s actions were absolutely unforgivable.

It was even more unforgivable to hear that the group that Geumseon belonged to had kidnapped Cheonghwa.

It was not for the sake of justice in the martial arts world, but rather a personal grudge against those who tried to destroy the Sacheondang family.

Dangmucheon, who was wiggling his eyebrows, spoke in a low voice.

“No matter who comes, I won’t let him go. I will hang myself and kill him with my own hands.”

“I’m sorry, but… … .”

When Hanbin trailed off slightly, Dangmucheon narrowed his eyes.

“But why?”

“There is no need to risk your life over something trivial. Not just the head of the Sacheondang family, but anyone here.”

“her.”

Dangmucheon sighed.

Tang Wutian thought that Han Bin was too ignorant of Beijing politics.

Dangmucheon continued speaking in a serious voice.

“Perhaps if we hand the author over to his classmates, he will be released as if nothing had happened. His classmates are a group that can create laws that never existed and erase existing laws… … .”

“I know very well. So, isn’t it impossible? You can’t fight against your own country.”

“Are you really going to hand over the author?”

“I won’t pass it up.”

“Then will you join me in stopping my classmates?”

“I don’t like that either.”

“Heh heh.”

Dangmucheon burst out laughing as if it was absurd.

Then Hanbin shrugged his shoulders and continued speaking.

“I have one favor to ask, sir.”

“Tell me.”

“Please prevent the Murim Sega side from negotiating anything until negotiations with the classmates are concluded.”

Hanbin pointed to the back.

There was only one thing that Hanbin was worried about.

There was more than one thing to be uncovered through the gold thread.

We dug up the sweet potato root called Amje, but we had no idea how far the stem extended.

Of course, it wasn’t Hanbin’s part.

These were the things that the representatives of the teenage generation had to do.

The topic for this free conference had to change.

In terms of how to restrain Sapa, it is to reveal all the stems connected to the gold line.

But if I showed my emotions when I saw my classmate coming, it could have ruined everything.

What if the representatives of the Tang Dynasty or the Ten Great Dynasties do not control it?

There could be a martial arts world that draws its sword because it doesn’t want to hand over the gold line.

Whether the sword was pointed at his classmate or at Geumseon, both were problematic.

The moment Geumseon’s neck is cut off, all the hard work and effort put into fighting the water up until now goes down the drain.

In terms of great power, it was said that the martial arts world would face ruin.

As Dangmucheon walked towards the Murim Sega with aura, the commotion soon turned into silence.

Everyone just squinted their eyes and watched the procession of classmates approaching.

The procession of classmates was coming as slowly as possible, as if trying to make their presence known.

That was when.

Hanbin looked at Seolhwa.

“Sulhwa, do you have any firecrackers left?”

“What color?”

“In red… … .”

“Here it is.”

“Pull.”

“yes?”

“Just pull it out coolly.”

As Hanbin nodded, Seolhwa ran behind him and pulled the string of a firecracker from her bundle.

In an instant, flames rose above Seolhwa’s head.

Shhh.

A firecracker flew high into the sky and exploded.

phut!

Fireworks were set against the backdrop of a sky with only the moon floating in the sky.

Everyone’s eyes widened as the flames fell in curves like a well-drawn orchid.

The people of Murimsega were tilting their heads as if they had no idea what was happening.

Of course, the procession of classmates running towards them also stopped moving.

They too looked at the fireworks decorating the sky and wondered.

* * *

As everyone was looking at the firecrackers and questioning their thoughts, the crowd five hundred steps away from the Sacheondangga began to stir.

His eyes lit up with joy as if it was finally time to move.

The one at the forefront of that group was Yang Ye-shin.

“Let’s go now!”

At Yang Ye-shin’s shout, the Shin Chang-yang family’s warriors who had been holding their breath in the darkness slowly advanced toward Sacheon-dang-ga.

Yang Ye-shin’s expression was solemn.

He watched the whole fight that took place in the front yard of the Sacheondang House.

There would be no one who would not feel their blood boil after seeing that fight.

But Yang Ye-shin endured it.

Because I remembered what Hanbin had asked me to do.

Hanbin told them not to come out until there was a separate signal.

But there was no signal until the fight was over.

Yang Ye-shin couldn’t understand why she had been called here.

I also didn’t understand why he asked me to bring the family’s sword.

If you were going to make a request like this, it would have been better to ask for gold and silver treasures.

If you are asked to bring the family’s sword, you should be given a suitable mission.

The favor that Hanbin and Jang Ja-myeong had bestowed upon their family was not something that could be repaid with just one sword, but even if all of the family’s wealth was emptied.

But the disappointment was short-lived.

Yang Ye-shin realized what Han-bin wanted as soon as the procession passed the main gate of Sacheondangga.

I could also roughly understand what it meant to bring the upper sword.

Yang Yesin ordered everyone to prepare to move.

Then, the promised red firecracker exploded.

Yang Ye-shin was confident that her role would not be small.

War was not a time when all forces were deployed at once.

If we could win by giving it our all, that would be the best.

If Geumseon’s hidden move was that of a classmate, then Shin Changyang’s hidden move was that of Hanbin.

The corners of Yang Ye-shin’s mouth went up pleasantly as she thought about it.

I thought this was my chance to repay the favor.

Before long, the main gate of Sacheondangga came into view.