Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 409



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409. Yongdamhohyeol (1)

Hanbin answered with a smile.

“Of course not.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin quietly looked behind him.

Then he snapped his fingers.

Exactly!

At that sound, Dangmucheon’s mouth watered.

Because it was obvious who would show up.

It was clear that a child named Seolhwa would appear, who would accompany his granddaughter, Cheonghwa.

It was when Dangmucheon was squinting his eyes out of curiosity as to what was going on.

A black shadow appeared next to Hanbin.

Dangmucheon tilted his head at that sight.

Because it wasn’t the story he had expected.

The identity of the black shadow was Sim Mi-ho, who had shown dazzling performance during the process of restoring the collapsed Sacheondangga Hall.

When Sim Mi-ho appeared, Dang Mu-cheon grabbed her hand.

“Haha, I thought you left without even saying hello… … . You really worked hard.”

Although it was against the etiquette of martial arts to hold a person’s hand, Dangmucheon had no time to think about it.

In fact, even if you were a subordinate, it was not polite to hold hands when you were defenseless.

The reason he made this mistake was because Dangmucheon remembered the Red Blood Tiger Warriors, including Sim Miho, as carpenters and stonemasons, not warriors.

Dangmucheon clearly remembered the warriors of the Red Blood Tiger Corps who had devoted themselves to the Sacheon Dangga.

But they disappeared as soon as work was done yesterday.

I could have just sent the wages to Habukpangga, but as the head of the Sacheondangga family, I wanted to express my gratitude.

But when it appeared before my eyes like this, I grabbed its hand without realizing it.

Sim Mi-ho answered with a smile.

“No. It’s all work done for wages, you know.”

“Still, if it weren’t for you, the pavilions would have collapsed and we would have spent the winter.”

“No, my lord.”

Sim Mi-ho waved her hand and glanced at Han Bin.

When their eyes met, Hanbin nodded.

“practice.”

“Yes, I will follow your instructions, my lord.”

Sim Mi-ho whistled.

WHEEK!

At that moment, members of the Red Tigers slowly walked up from behind.

Simmiho approached them and gave instructions in a whisper.

At that sight, Dangmucheon quietly looked at Hanbin.

Dangmucheon couldn’t figure out what Hanbin was really thinking.

Then I remembered the conversation I had with Hanbin that I couldn’t finish.

“So, are you really leaving here?”

“Yes, I will come back to you later.”

Hanbin smiled brightly and turned his head to the members of the Red Blood Tiger Squad.

They were holding gongs and hammers that had been used during the restoration work on Sacheondangga.

Dangmucheon tilted his head at that sight.

That was when.

The Red Blood Tiger Squad members approached the training ground.

Then he scanned the floor with eagle eyes.

Sim Mi-ho, who had been observing for a while, looked at Han-bin.

“Are you talking about this part?”

“Yes, Chief Sim. Be careful not to get hurt.”

“Yes, don’t worry.”

Sim Mi-ho smiled brightly and struck the gong against the floor of the training hall.

Then he started hammering.

bang.

A splitting quartz stone.

Yeah.

At that moment, Dangmucheon opened his mouth without realizing it.

He wasn’t the only one who was surprised.

Hyunmun, who had been asked by Taegeuk Sword Master to take care of Hanbin, also opened his eyes wide.

Hyunmun also thought that Hanbin, like Dangmucheon, would stay at Sacheondangga for the time being.

Because the martial arts skills left behind by Taegeuk Sword Master were a gift that could never be given up.

Even though he was so relieved, Hanbin made an unexpected choice.

It was decided to take away all traces left by the Taegeuk Sword Master.

Hyunmun never imagined that such a method would exist.

While Hyunmun opened his eyes wide and said nothing, Hanbin and the Red Blood Tiger Squad members moved busily.

“Dig carefully there… … No, no.”

“Leave it to us, my lord.”

“Okay, I’ll just trust Deputy Chief Sim.”

Hanbin smiled brighter than ever.

After the work of separating the stone from the floor was finished, the Red Blood Tigers moved it onto a carriage.

Dangmucheon, who was gaping in bewilderment, called Hanbin urgently.

“Peng Gongzi.”

“Yes, sir.”

“What are we going to do if we go on like this? Can’t we stay a little longer? If we leave now, even Cheonghwa will be upset… … .”

Dangmucheon’s voice trails off slightly.

Hanbin tilted his head.

“What do you mean, sir?”

“All this time, Cheonghwa thought of you and Seolhwa as family. If you leave like this, Cheonghwa, who will remain in Sacheondangga, will be sad.”

That was when.

Cheonghwa, who had been listening to the conversation, raised her hand.

At that sight, Dangmucheon asked urgently.

“Why are you doing that?”

“I’m not upset.”

“Heh heh.”

Dangmucheon laughed hollowly.

It wasn’t long before it was revealed that Cheonghwa was his biological granddaughter.

A situation where Cheonghwado Hanbin and Seolhwa cannot help but feel like real family.

But I felt a strange feeling when I saw Cheonghwa forgetting that connection and trying to become attached to her family.

Before the smile could even disappear from Dangmucheon’s lips, Cheonghwa continued speaking.

“I will follow Confucius, Grandfather.”

“omg!”

Dangmucheon screamed.

At that moment, Seolhwa also raised her hand.

“me too.”

“ah.”

Dangmucheon let out a sigh.

Now that I think about it, I just remembered that I had adopted Seolhwa as my granddaughter because of the martial arts competition.

Dangmucheon stared blankly at the two and then took out two pouches from his bosom.

He handed the envelope to Seolhwa and Cheonghwa.

“This is from Grandpa, so keep it.”

“Go, thank you.”

Seolhwa’s voice trembled slightly.

It wasn’t because of the money.

For Seol-hwa, the object in the pouch was not money, but affection.

* * *

That night, the Weisi family’s family’s battle.

A man with broad shoulders and dark eyebrows was looking down.

His name is Sang-Ho Wi.

He was the head of the Wei family, one of the ten great families in the world.

He was now being briefed on what had happened at Sacheondangga.

Besides his title as the head of the Wei clan, he also had another secret identity.

Half of the driving force behind the creation of the current Wiss family is thanks to that status.

The identity was ‘Jisun’, the right-hand man of the dark lord.

Jiseon was one of the eight immortals located directly below Amje.

But he has never shown his face before.

Why was she nicknamed Jiseon?

That’s because his mind is something no one can predict.

The power that allowed the Dark Emperor to operate secretly was all thanks to the schemes that came from Wi Sang-ho’s head.

Of course, it wasn’t just about giving.

There was also something I received from the dark side.

It is a source of immense wealth and martial arts.

It was exactly seven years ago that he rose to the ranks of the ten greatest martial artists in the world.

The look in Sang-Ho’s eyes as he stroked his beard changed from moment to moment.

His son, Wi Ji-cheon, continued his explanation, not knowing whether he knew the expression or not.

“That’s how the head of the Golden Tower lost his life. To be honest, I don’t know where the monster called Dark Emperor came from. No one, including me, knew who Dark Emperor was.”

“Is it true that no one knew?”

When Wi Sang-ho narrowed his eyes and asked, Wi Ji-cheon opened his eyes wide as if he finally remembered something.

“Oh, come to think of it… … .”

“It’s okay, just tell me even a small clue.”

“It seemed like he was acquainted with the four princes of Habukpengga.”

“The Four Princes of Habukpengga… … .”

Phase Ho narrowed his eyes.

Even his family doesn’t know about his relationship with the dark side.

In fact, Wi Sang-ho had grand ambitions.

It is the world of reign.

Phase Ho wanted to make the dark knight a bear that could show off his skills.

The bear was going to do the tricks and keep the money for himself.

But now there’s a variable.

But that variable wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

If there was anyone who took the dark magic’s legacy, they should take it back.

Taking it away was no different from taking the world for one’s own.

Ji-seon knew vaguely.

This means that there is another absolute being above the dark one.

The link to that absolute was the legacy of the dark lord.

If he could seize it, he could reign over the Central Plains.

The most important thing is to find the legacy of the dark lord.

Among them, there were two of the Seven Great Records of the World of Murim.

For various reasons, Wi Sang-ho was asking his son detailed questions about the situation at the time.

For some time now, Habuk Pengga’s Sa Gongja Peng Hanbin has been a person of interest to Ji Seon Wi Sangho.

He was one of the later indexes who had been observing endlessly from the position of the branch line.

A later index that is presumed to be the one who sabotaged one’s work.

But that was just a guess.

How can Ji-su, who is only twenty years old, be so active?

The only thing that Jiseon Wi Sang-ho acknowledged while looking at the four Confucius of Habuk Pengga was lightness.

However, it was not at a level where he could escape the dark emperor’s hands.

Then how did he know the secret recipe?

Only Goea and Palseon know the face of the dark emperor.

By the way, contact was also lost at the Gui Rak Cheon manor managed by Goea.

Wi Sang-ho, who had collected his thoughts, continued speaking.

“Did the Four Dukes of Habukpengga demonstrate any special martial arts?”

“That wasn’t it. It’s just… … .”

“Just that? Tell me quickly.”

“He was very good at light combat. He lured the Dark Emperor and made him his companion.”

“So does that mean he’s dead?”

“therefore…….”

Wi Ji-cheon told his father the rest of the story in detail.

Sang Wi-ho narrowed his eyes as he heard the detailed story of the Weishi family up until just before they left Sachondangga.

“Then does that mean that the four Dukes of Habukpengga have lost their martial arts skills?”

“Yes. It seemed like I would never be able to use my right arm again. The wounds I had back then were so bad that even Hwa-ta would not be able to heal them.”

“hmm.”

Sang-Hwa-Ho narrowed his eyes.

He also stood up from his seat for a moment and gestured.

“You’ve worked hard, so take a rest.”

“all right.”

Wi Ji-cheon quickly grabbed the ticket and left the place.

In fact, there was one thing that Wi Ji-cheon feared the most.

It is the relationship between Geumseon and Wisisega.

But Abi Wi Sang-ho didn’t ask about it at all.

For a moment, Wi Ji-cheon shook his head.

Because his father, Sang-Ho Wi, never made a mistake in what he did.

As his son Wi Ji-cheon left, Wi Sang-ho stroked his beard.

Wi Sang-ho narrowed his eyes, as if he were a god looking at a Go board and pondering.

He was making plans now.

The relationship with Geumseon, which her son Wi Ji-cheon was worried about, had been resolved a long time ago.

Is there a head of a family in their twenties who has not taken bribes from Geumseon?

Geumseon was that good at managing connections.

It’s true that I was a little more intimate with him, but that alone wouldn’t make me suspicious.

As for the figures related to the Golden Line, the remaining heads of the Ten Great Houses would cover it up themselves.

Now there was only one problem left.

It was a matter of finding a way to get hold of the dark magician’s legacy.

Phase Ho stroked his beard and took his hands off the arms of the chair.

Then he turned the small circular device next to the armrest of the chair.

As he turned the circular device, the wall behind him opened.

Swish.

The walls were filled with books and small boxes.

He took out a few books and a few boxes and placed them on the table.

Then he started looking through the books.

This book contained secrets of the martial arts world that only he knew.

This was information collected by the Dark Emperor and the Eight Immortals.

There isn’t one in Haomen either.

These were rare records that were not even available in the open.

The book stopped in one place.

It was a record of an incident from ten years ago.

Wi Sang-ho, who was looking at the record, raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

I figured out how to find the Dark Lord’s legacy.