Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 470



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470. Do you know who I am? (4)

It was common knowledge that confrontation between students was not permitted.

One, they only found out today that the school rules apply to Gunjahyeon.

Yang Seok-bong nodded at the gazes of those around him.

“Let’s do that. Just do it!”

Hanbin smiled and responded to Yang Seok-bong’s resolute cutting off his words.

“Please speak.”

“I’ll decide what my subordinates will compete against each other.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Yang Seok-bong smiled brightly at Hanbin’s nodding attitude.

Now I understand the other person’s intentions.

The other party wants to pay for all the food here as an apology.

His appearance did not look very well-off.

It was clear that he was trying to recognize himself and his friends and bow his head.

A smile spread across Yang Seok-bong’s lips.

As a result, this kind of unreasonable suggestion is made.

Yang Seok-bong decided to accept the offer.

There was just one thing I was worried about.

It was a question of whether the other party had the ability to pay the costs here.

“Let’s check one thing first.”

“Please speak.”

“Can you afford to pay for the food here? If you run away from here without paying, won’t my reputation be ruined?”

“You don’t have to worry about that.”

Hanbin smiled brightly and took out a pouch from his bosom.

In his hand was a small, glowing pearl.

Although it was small in size, it was of top quality to anyone who saw it.

Hanbin got up from his seat and walked towards Jeomsoi.

Jeom So-yi stepped back as she saw Han Bin approaching.

Suddenly I felt like I was caught up in a strange fight.

It wasn’t just a matter of a few months’ wages, but it felt like things had escalated to the point where I could be on edge.

When Jeom So-yi was flustered, Han Bin reached out his hand.

“Please take a look at this.”

“yes?”

“Please consider the value of this item. Is it enough to cover today’s meal?”

“omg!”

“Why, if it’s not enough, just take out one more.”

“No. With this amount of money, you can rent the entire seven floors of Manhyanggak.”

“Then I’ll let you keep this for a while.”

“Why should I take charge of this… … .”

“If I lose, you have to pay for those guests’ meals with this.”

“Huh, no matter what, this is too expensive… … .”

“Well, I guess I can just give it back when I win, so I hope you don’t feel too burdened.”

Hanbin returned after lightly patting Jeomsoi on the shoulder.

“… … I see. Then I have something to check.”

“Tell me what it is.”

“I have proven that I am ready to pay the price with my night drink. How will you prove it, Your Majesty?”

“Don’t you know who I am?”

“Yes, I don’t know. That’s exactly what my youngest brother said.”

Hanbin turned his head and looked at Sogun.

So-gun turned his head urgently at Han-bin’s gaze.

He didn’t know what to do when I called him my little brother.

Yang Seok-bong couldn’t have been happy with the comparison between himself and his maid.

Yang Seok-bong’s brow furrowed in frustration.

“Huh, that’s too much of a joke. And you’re calling the maid your sister? There’s definitely a hierarchy of social status.”

“They help me, but I never thought of them as maids. They are my younger sisters who are bound to me by contract.”

For a moment, Seolhwa and Cheonghwa looked at each other.

There was no word that it led to a contract.

Only the word ‘little brother’ was stuck in their ears.

The little prince was equally embarrassed.

I thought there was no one I could trust now that my memory wasn’t perfect. But when someone called themselves my younger sibling appeared, I felt a strange feeling in my heart.

Hanbin continued speaking without paying attention to the gazes of those around him.

“I don’t think that’s important right now, but whether or not I can keep my promise is what’s important. Do you have enough money to match my nightcap?”

“Hmm.”

Yang Seok-bong turned his head and coughed in vain.

At the same time, I looked at the surrounding students.

The students who met each other’s eyes took out their pouches and placed them on the table.

Then he turns his head quickly in a hurry.

Yang Seok-bong’s eyebrows twitched noticeably as he examined the veil.

It was incomparable to the night drink the opponent offered.

But here, there was no money to worry about, not only one’s own but also the other person’s meal expenses.

“Will this work?”

“Can’t we eat a lot?”

“But how much can you eat?”

“We have a little more than we look.”

“Heh heh.”

“Then let’s do it like this.”

“How do you say that?”

Hanbin snapped his fingers at Yang Seokbong’s words.

At the same time, Seolhwa, who was behind, ran out quickly carrying a bundle.

Seolhwa spread the bundle on the table where they were, as if she had made a promise.

Then he carefully began to grind the food.

Eating was the basis of studying.

Although it was a sudden action, the students did not stop Seolhwa.

Even Yang Seok-bong, who was known to act as if he was nothing, folded his arms and watched Seol-hwa go eat.

The students’ eyes widened at the sight.

It was an unexpected situation, but what was even more surprising was the appearance of Seol-hwa.

One of the students stood up from his seat.

“Hehe, looking at you eating, your movements are very neat. We apologize for calling you a maid.”

“Hmm, I have to admit it. That kind of movement is something that you have to practice consistently for over a dozen years to achieve.”

“That’s right. It seems like we made hasty judgments based solely on appearance.”

“Shh, you’re bothering me while I’m eating. Let’s just look around first.”

Despite the commotion around her, Seolhwa was eating with a calm expression on her face, as if she had covered her ears.

But Seolhwa was listening to all their voices.

It just wasn’t shown through facial expressions.

Seolhwa thought that the act of eating was more important than anything else.

Hanbin always used to say that going out to eat was the beginning of a contract.

Seolhwa knew better than anyone what the contract meant.

The contract was an act of sticking a straw in the other party.

Before signing the contract, you had to dress neatly and hide your expression.

In the wild, do beasts roar first when chasing their prey?

Or, does the eagle flap its wings before catching a mouse?

No beast of burden should reveal its true colors until it has sunk its teeth into the neck of its enemy.

It was one of the virtues that Sulwha learned from Hanbin.

The story was simply following the teachings faithfully.

But to receive such praise!

As a tale, it was simply amazing.

Seolhwa slowly ate with similar strength and speed, then stopped moving.

“Master, it’s done.”

“Good job, Seolhwa.”

As Hanbin nodded, Seolhwa spread out the paper on the large table.

Hanji spread out on the table as if a phoenix were spreading its wings.

Hanbin quietly took out Se-pil.

‘Lightning strike.’

In the end, both swordsmanship and calligraphy were the same.

The saying that all men should obey has always been true.

Swish, swish.

Hanbin’s brush flew across the Korean paper.

Perhaps, if Hanbin were to spread out his begging skills in a wide square, he would have come up with such refreshing handwriting.

Hanbin’s brush moved across the Korean paper as if performing light-hearted techniques.

At that moment, the students let out exclamations again.

“Haha. I don’t know the font, but look at that font. He’s clearly the son of a noble family.”

“Then we made a mistake.”

“Hmm, I guess I’ll have to apologize later.”

They were truly amazed.

Even Yang Seok-bong was impressed by Han Bin’s speed.

Yang Seok-bong was lost in thought for a moment.

Do you think you could move the brush that fast?

Yang Seok-bong immediately shook his head.

When I acknowledged my opponent, a fire rose inside me.

He was a Confucian scholar who was rumored to be a genius not only in Anhui but throughout the Central Plains.

But there is someone who writes faster than you.

Even the font was neat.

This was impossible.

After a brief moment of admiration, Yang Seok-bong decided to use this opportunity to thoroughly suppress his opponent.

He glanced at his escort.

Who was Yang Seok-bong’s escort?

His father was a genius from Anhui, and he was the one who was chosen after careful consideration from among the swordsmen of the Central Plains in order to protect his son.

Yang Seok-bong looked at the tip of Han Bin’s brush with an apologetic expression.

At that moment, the tip of Hanbin’s brush stopped.

widely.

All the students who read Hanbin’s writing opened their eyes wide.

After writing it all down, it was so perfect that there was not a single inch of error, as if I had drawn a line with a ruler vertically and horizontally.

Hanbin held out Hanji without paying attention to the gazes of those around him.

“Will you be satisfied with this level of promise?”

“hmm.”

Yang Seok-bong swallowed slightly.

Despite the length, the content was simple.

In short, the main point was that the losing side became the slave of the winner.

Of course, if you pay the price, you will never become a slave.

Unless you want it.

Although it didn’t say slave, all the clauses implied slavery.

It was written down in clauses how to effectively summon slaves.

Yang Seok-bong looked at Han-bin quietly and collected his expression.

It wasn’t because I was embarrassed, it was because I was happy.

Looking at the clause that states that a master-servant relationship can be established regardless of the outcome if one wishes, the other party’s intentions were firm.

This was no different from the opponent recognizing him and crawling in on his own.

He also thought that the night light he showed to Jeomsoi was sending a signal to him.

Well, maybe coming under him was the right choice.

If you were to come under him as the prime minister of a country, you could become the second-in-command if you did well.

Then Hanbin wrote his name.

Sasak.

“I signed it. If you agree, please sign it.”

“Good.”

Yang Seok-bong also rolled up his sleeves and picked up his brush.

Swish swish.

He signed and opened his mouth with a big smile on his face.

“I said I would decide what kind of talent it is.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“I will do it with a knife.”

“What about Bimu Ramen?”

“I want a match without any rules. So send out one of your maids, or rather, one of your younger sisters.”

“Hmm, if that’s the case, isn’t it a matter of life and death?”

“Is that so?”

Yang Seok-bong tilted his head slightly and smiled.

Hanbin continued speaking at that sight.

“Looking at the escorts you brought just now, aren’t they all men who do the same thing?”

“So are you saying we should back out of the bet?”

“I can’t stand seeing my brother suffer. Even if you’re going to fight, do it in the dark.”

“Blackout Bimura… … .”

“If you two set up a tent here and fight, I will accept it.”

As Hanbin said, the duel was a battle where the two faced each other after setting up a curtain around them.

The reason for the blackout was simple.

It was to save face for each other.

The martial arts schools that valued their reputation sometimes took their own lives when they were defeated by an opponent.

Or maybe the opposite is planning revenge just because they lost the match.

Although you can hear and judge the sound of the duel taking place in the dark, you cannot say exactly who won. That was the dark duel.

But there was another reason for this.

It was an absolute awe for the opponent.

There was a hidden meaning in it, that since I couldn’t win against you, I wanted you to at least save face.

Yang Seok-bong had no choice but to think of the latter.

“Haha, really… … .”

Yang Seok-bong swallowed his words. He omitted the question of whether she really wanted to come under him that much.

To Yang Seok-bong, it seemed like he was only trying to surrender by sacrificing his younger brother.