Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 392



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392. The True Winner (5)

Dangmucheon furrowed his brows.

“Huh, you would do that and still have some left. So aren’t you a Sapa?”

After finishing speaking, Dang Mu-cheon glared at Dokgo Jin.

In fact, there was still a little animosity between the two.

This was because the Sacheon Party and Gangnam Sadoryeon were always in conflict over the vested interests of Gangnam.

In some ways, the two were almost natural enemies.

Dokgo Jin’s appearance, which looked young for his age, also stimulated Dangmucheon.

Dokgo Jin tilted his head slightly at the sight of Dangmucheon getting angry.

“Who saved you from the dark forces?”

“I never received any help.”

When Dangmucheon snorted as if it was obvious, Dokgo Jin snickered and continued speaking.

“Just watching would have helped, wouldn’t it? That’s what Prince Peng wanted from me.”

Dokgo Jin looked at Hanbin.

When Hanbin’s story suddenly came up, Dangmucheon turned his head without saying anything.

Everyone’s eyes are focused on Hanbin.

Hanbin nodded.

“Yes, that’s right.”

This was Hanbin’s true heart.

Hanbin called him here because he needed a witness.

Thanks to this, the martial arts world that attended the Mugajihoe learned that Sapa was not their enemy.

Of course, Dokgo Jin, the head of Gangnam Sadoryeon, also learned that his real enemy was not the political faction.

Why did Hanbin tell Dokgo Jin to just watch?

Zhuge Liang knew the reason.

Zhuge Liang, who had been watching the conversation, intervened.

“That’s what Dok Daehyeop and Peng Gongja said.”

“Is that true?”

As Tang Wuqian narrowed his eyes, Zhuge Liang continued speaking.

“If the great hero Dokgo Jin had not come here, Sapa would not have known about our situation. And we would have continued to be suspicious of Sapa. And now that you have come, it is to our advantage.”

“Profit… … .”

Dangmucheon looked at Zhuge Liang with eyes full of suspicion.

“Isn’t what we are discussing now the possible return of the Blood Cult?”

“hmm.”

“In that situation, the distinction between the right and wrong factions becomes meaningless. I don’t even want to think about how much effort it would take for us to inform the wrong faction about this situation.”

“… … .”

Dangmucheon looked back and forth between Zhuge Liangmin and Dugu Jin.

After a while, Dangmucheon began to nod his head slowly.

“I apologize. I have been through so much that my vision has become narrow.”

Everyone’s eyes widened at Dangmucheon’s words.

Because it was the first time I saw Dangmucheon apologizing to someone.

Even Dokgo Jin of Gangnam Sadoryeon had a slightly trembling look in his eyes.

Dokgo Jin shook his head and sighed.

“You apologize, it seems like our generation is finished.”

“Isn’t it true that it’s over? Now is the time to think about future generations.”

Dangmucheon turned his head and looked at the place where the later index members were gathered.

At that moment, Dokgo Jin continued speaking hurriedly.

“Let’s continue talking about the blood sect.”

Everyone’s expression changed at his words.

The atmosphere around them became heavy again, as if military leaders were gathered together before war.

Their meeting continued until dark.

Dang Mu-cheon took on the role of the head of the Daesin Sega as before, and Dokgo Jin’s Gangnam Sado-ryeon and Daesin Sega promised to establish close cooperation.

But this was a secret agreement.

They decided to keep their confrontational attitude to themselves, without showing any signs of it.

At that time, Dang Mu-cheon nodded to his son, Dang Gwang-hyeon.

It was half an hour later that Dang Gwang-hyeon, who had disappeared from his seat, reappeared.

He appeared with his servants.

The servants followed Dang Gwang-hyeon carrying tables and bottles of wine.

Dang Gwang-hyeon placed a table of drinks at their meeting place.

Then he passed around the bottle containing the white azalea.

A bottle full of white azaleas would be worth a penny.

Dangmucheon handed Dokgojin a bottle containing Baek Aju.

The rest of the people each picked up the gourd placed in front of them.

Dokgo Jin held the bottle up to his nose.

“As expected, it’s Myeongju.”

“This liquor was prepared by squandering all the family fortune.”

“That’s a bit too much of a joke.”

“This is not a joke. Look at the state of our family right now. It has collapsed to this extent. If you give me a hundred dollars, shouldn’t you consider that they pulled out three or four pillars?”

“Then I’ll drink that pillar well.”

Dokgijin drank all the white wine in the bottle in one gulp.

Dangmucheon opened his eyes wide at Dokgo Jin’s appearance.

What does it mean when a stranger takes a sip of alcohol in one gulp at Sacheondangga?

It was a sign of trust, entrusting one’s back to the other.

When you think of Sacheondangga, the first thing that comes to mind is, of course, poison.

Because of this, everyone was wary of the food coming from Sacheondangga.

Moreover, the opponent was a pillar of the Gangnam Sapa and a fierce opponent of the Sacheon Dangga.

Such a person is sending his trust to Sacheondangga.

Dangmucheon opened his mouth slightly in the next scene.

Dokgo Jin, who had downed his drink in one gulp, was looking somewhere.

What he was looking at was Hanbin.

Only then did Dangmucheon realize.

What he trusts is not the Sacheondangga, but the Sa Gongja of the Habukpengga.

‘What on earth is this?’

Dangmucheon held back the words that were about to burst out.

Dokgo Jin, who had been looking at Hanbin for a moment, threw the bottle back.

Whoosh!

The bottle fell in a parabolic arc onto the smokescreen.

Clang.

A shattered bottle.

The remaining representatives of the teenage generation also drank Baek Ah-ju and threw their bottles backwards like Dokgo Jin.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

bang.

Clang.

A sound that sounded like a musical instrument being played briefly filled the training ground.

When the sound died down, Dokgo Jin spoke.

“Keep your heart inside.”

“The shell has been blown away.”

Dangmucheon answered.

Pouring wine from a bottle is a pledge to keep a promise.

Throwing and breaking the bottle was a sign that he would not show it outwardly.

The secret agreement between the Murim Family and Gangnam Sadoyeon has been completed.

That was when.

Dokgo Jin tilted his head while looking at Hanbin.

“Why don’t you drink?”

Everyone looked at Hanbin at his question.

Hanbin shrugged and smiled.

“I’m so injured that I don’t think I can drink. I’m on the verge of becoming addicted to alcohol.”

“I hope you get well soon.”

Dokgo Jin looked at Hanbin with deep eyes.

Then he turned around with a strange smile on his face.

He turned around and blew up the new model.

Sasa Sak.

He kicked the air and ran a few dozen steps, disappearing from people’s sight.

Hanbin, who had been quietly watching the scene, looked at Dangmucheon.

Dangmucheon felt the gaze and asked.

“Do you have anything to say?”

“This alcohol.”

“I understand that you can’t drink, so don’t worry.”

“Since you gave me the alcohol, I’ll take it, sir.”

“ah.”

Dangmucheon opened his mouth.

Because I didn’t know that he would take the alcohol that was given as a symbol of harmony.

That was when.

Dang Gwang-hyeon looked at everyone with worried eyes.

“You all.”

When someone suddenly called them in a slightly muffled voice, the representatives of the teenage generations all turned their heads at once.

Among them, Zhuge Liangmin asked.

“Why are you like that? Party leader.”

“I just wish you could help our family.”

“It’s a family… … .”

“The current situation is beyond recovery.”

“What do you mean?”

“therefore…….”

Dang Gwang-hyeon began to tell everyone the truth.

What Sacheondangga needed most was to restore the collapsed buildings and artifacts.

The problem was that this was Sacheondangga.

The incident that happened last night has spread to everyone’s surroundings without anyone knowing.

A rumor spread that if you set foot in Sacheondangga, you could be killed at any time because the Mandok Bigo was broken.

But it’s half right and half wrong.

It’s true that the ground collapsed, but the Mandok Bigo did not explode.

It was clear that the Mandok Bigo was completely blocked by the explosion.

After a thorough investigation by Sacheon Dangga, it was found that there was no need to worry about poisoning here.

Dang Gwang-hyeon tried to inform everyone and save workers.

But that was impossible.

The subordinates said that everyone would run away just by hearing the word ‘Sa’ in Sacheondangga.

“… … It’s not about money. There’s no one to help. There’s a serious shortage of masons and carpenters. There’s also a shortage of workers to help with odd jobs.”

After finishing speaking, Dang Gwang-hyeon looked at everyone.

Zhuge Liangmin coughed in vain.

“Hmm, this is really tricky. If you try to find masons and carpenters from other regions, it will take time, and the rumor is not limited to Sacheon, right? We can help with the cost. However, the workers… … .”

Zhuge Liangmin glanced to the side.

The representatives of the other teenage generations also looked at each other with an embarrassed look.

They were determined to lend a helping hand in this Sichuan Dangga tragedy.

But the problem was manpower.

If there were any workers among those who came here, I would have supported them, but all they had were servants who helped with the unmanned and odd jobs.

It was when everyone was looking at me with an embarrassed look on their faces.

Hanbin opened his mouth.

“How about I help you?”

“… … .”

Dang Gwang-hyeon looked at Han Bin without saying anything.

Even Peng Dae-wi, who came as a representative of Habuk Pengga, had an expression on his face like he didn’t know what to do.

But when Hanbin offered to help, Dang Gwanghyeon was shocked.

Then Hanbin spoke to everyone.

“It’s not free. It obviously costs money to hire people, and I think it’s right for everyone here to share that cost.”

“Don’t worry about the cost. First, find a technician.”

“Don’t worry. Just trust me.”

As Hanbin pounded his chest, Peng Daewi quickly ran over.

“How on earth do you save people?”

“Uncle, don’t you trust me?”

On the contrary, Peng Dae-wi was shocked by Han Bin’s questioning.

This was Sacheon, not Habuk.

It was absurd to seek out technicians in this distant land of Sacheon, let alone in Hebei.

If that were possible, would the Sacheon Dangga, the ruler of Sacheon, be in such a difficult position?

Peng Dae-wi looked around.

They also nodded as if they agreed with Peng Dae-wi’s opinion.

At that moment, Hanbin smiled and snapped his fingers.

Exactly.

Suddenly, two gusts of white wind blew.

Sasa Sak.

Seolhwa and Cheonghwa stood side by side on either side of Hanbin.

Dang Gwang-hyeon said after seeing that.

“What an amazing new method.”

Cheonghwa spoke as if embarrassed by Tang Gwanghyeon’s admiration.

“This isn’t my martial arts skill. My sister brought it here.”

Everyone burst into laughter at Cheonghwa’s appearance of revealing things that didn’t need to be said.

Seol-hwa looked at Han-bin in the cheerful atmosphere again.

“Your Majesty, shall I open the contract?”

“No, it doesn’t matter.”

“why?”

“Because it’s already written in the basic pledge.”

Hanbin pointed to the bundle containing the snow flowers.

Inside was a pledge signed by every family with their handprints.

They all gaped in amazement.

Some of the representatives of the teenage generation did not even read the contents of the pledge.

It was taken in accordance with the photo taken by Zhuge Liangmin, who was standing in front.

Their judgment was that the world’s best Zhuge Liang family would not do anything that would harm them.

A few heads of the clan had beads of sweat forming on their foreheads.

Hanbin said to Dang Gwanghyeon at that sight.

“Please assign a friend to manage the finances of Sacheondangga. I will bring workers within three days. However, since we will be risking our lives, the workers’ daily wages may be a little expensive.”

“That’s not a problem. Isn’t it a shared burden anyway? Even if it’s not a shared burden, Sacheondangga has enough capacity to do that.”

“Then, I am relieved.”

As Hanbin nodded, Dang Gwanghyeon gestured to someone.

Soon a slender woman came walking with her light clothes fluttering.

She was none other than Dang Se-ryeong.

She was Cheonghwa’s older sister and Tang Guangxian’s daughter, a woman who had been disguised as a man for over ten years but had only now revealed her true self.

She approached Dang Gwang-hyeon and bowed her head slightly.

“Father, what is the matter?”

“You help Prince Peng for the time being.”

“Don’t worry, father.”

Dang Se-ryeong threw a winning ticket at Dang Gwang-hyeon.

At that time, Hanbin handed a note to Dang Se-ryeong.

“Please take care of the items here, Madam Dang.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Dang Se-ryeong’s eyes widened as he received the note.