Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 474



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474. How Slaves Beget Slaves (4)

Hanbin’s appearance, smiling brightly and waving his hands, was clearly that of an ally.

Doesn’t it look like a dog that ran away and came back wagging its tail?

Yang Seok-bong’s lost hope briefly returned.

It was impossible for a family of nameless scholars to stand against one’s own family.

In a way, it was natural that they came here asking for reconciliation.

Should I impose the punishment first?

Or should I give him a prize?

There was no need to worry. The first thing to do was to accept the reconciliation.

Yang Seok-bong instinctively accepted the letter the other person offered him.

The letter was folded neatly, so its contents could not be seen.

“Hmm, let me read it first.”

“Yes, you should read it. There is enlightenment there.”

“Enlightenment… … .”

“It won’t be some cheap enlightenment you can find on the market. It will definitely help you.”

“Okay, then I’ll read it more carefully. But is this a sign of reconciliation?”

“In a way, that’s true.”

The opponent who leaves with a slight smile on his face.

Yang Seok-bong breathed a sigh of relief at that sight.

No matter how much I thought about it, I was right to bow my head to myself.

Yang Seok-bong glanced around as his opponent disappeared.

The students craned their necks and looked only at the letter that Yang Seok-bong had received.

A student asked urgently.

“Master Yang, what on earth is that letter?”

“You didn’t put your tail down on purpose, did you?”

“You’re putting your tail down?”

“I had an accident, but I must have come to my senses while trying to clean it up.”

“then…….”

“This letter is clearly a white flag sent by the author.”

“Please open it quickly.”

“I think it would be better to try somewhere else first. This place has a bad feeling about it. I guess I should go back to my lodgings quickly.”

Yang Seok-bong pointed to several of the students with his index finger.

There were small bruises on their faces.

Of course, the same was true for Yang Seok-bong’s face.

In fact, Yang Seok-bong wasn’t the only one who fell down the stairs.

The image of them greedily eating food on the eighth floor was still vivid in my mind.

As I watched the plates keep being added to it, my heart started to boil.

He thought that the magician’s talk about being possessed by a demon was something that happened to other people.

For a Confucian scholar, being possessed by a demon is something that cannot happen.

But Yang Seok-bong could clearly see what Juhwaipma was today.

As the heat rose from my chest and engulfed my head, I lost consciousness without realizing it.

After that, similar things happened one after another.

The students who were secretly watching what was happening on the eighth floor all lost consciousness and fell down the stairs.

There was a limit to how much you could be ripped off by someone else.

But the opponent went beyond that.

This was tantamount to declaring war on the family.

Thinking about that moment, Yang Seok-bong’s face turned red again.

Seeing the appearance of Yang Seok-bong, who was reminiscent of everyone else, another student spoke urgently.

“I think it would be best to go back to the accommodation first.”

“Let’s do that.”

Everyone pointed down.

Yang Seok-bong also quickly collected his expression and answered.

“Everyone, please come down.”

Yang Seok-bong, who had sent everyone down, placed the briefcase on the table.

Exactly!

It was so strong that I thought the unmanned force had brought it down with all its internal energy.

In fact, all the emotions were contained in this one movement.

Someone called out to Yang Seok-bong, who was about to leave after putting up the sack.

“Elder.”

When I turned my head, I saw the same Jeomsoi I had seen earlier, fidgeting with her fingers with a look of helplessness on her face.

At that sight, Yang Seok-bong took out two silver coins from his bosom with a kind face and handed them to Jeom So-yi.

“Take this.”

In fact, there was no need to hand over the silver.

But if I had to keep my mouth shut about the outrageous events that happened today, I would have had to write at least this much.

But Jeomsoi’s face was still the same.

It was like looking at a puppy that needed to poop.

Yang Seok-bong furrowed his brows and put his hands in his bosom again.

He handed over to Jeomsoi the few silver coins that were in his hand.

Yang Seok-bong tilted his head as he turned around to leave after finishing his final preparations.

Because Jeomsoi’s expression was still the same.

Yang Seok-bong slammed the table as if he couldn’t bear it any longer.

bang!

The plate shook with how hard it was hit.

Jeomsoi opened her mouth with an apologetic expression.

“Your Majesty, you should pay for the food before you leave.”

“Food? What do you mean?”

Yang Seok-bong’s eyes grew wide.

“Didn’t you agree to pay for the food they ate on the eighth floor? The important thing is that they didn’t just eat on the eighth floor.”

“I only ate on the eighth floor… … .”

That was when.

A woman in golden cotton appeared behind Jeomsoi.

Yang Seok-bong had no choice but to stop talking when he saw the woman.

The woman was clearly Lady Geum, the owner of Manhyanggak.

Although I don’t know his name or face, he was the head of Manhyanggak, known as the most beautiful woman in the world.

There are nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine different scents flowing out of Manhyanggak.

The last scent was known to the world as the scent emitted by the golden lady.

But no one had ever smelled her scent.

“That, Miss Geum.”

Yang Seok-bong looked at the other person without even knowing the situation he was in.

The corners of his lips rippled slightly, and a voice like beads rolling on a silver plate flowed out.

“Yes, you went to the 9th floor.”

Yang Seok-bong opened his eyes wide again at the voice.

Of course, the person that Yang Seok-bong called Geum So-jeo was Geum Mi-rang.

Geum Mi-rang was called Geum So-jo here.

He was working as the branch manager of Haomun in Gunja-hyeon, hiding his face and voice.

Geum Mi-rang’s inability to show her face to anyone was a little different from the other branch managers.

The reason Geum Mi-rang didn’t show her face was to give her a sense of mystery.

Even if they didn’t show their faces, everyone had their own faces in their heads.

The faces of Geum Mi-rang that they imagined exceeded a thousand, ten thousand.

That is, it is not strange no matter what face it appears with.

This could only come in handy in an emergency situation.

As Yang Seok-bong innocently looked at Geum Mi-rang, a question arose in his mind.

“Were there nine floors in Manhyanggak?”

“Yes, it has been held exactly seven times. If you count this time, it is the eighth time.”

“Seven times… … .”

“Until then, there were exactly seven families.”

“May I ask you the name of that family?”

“That family name no longer remains in the Central Plains.”

“What does that mean?”

“My family went bankrupt when I opened the old floor. Oh, you have to calculate the cost of opening the old floor, so you should know my name. My name is Geum Mi-rang. Haha.”

Yang Seok-bong felt a chill down his spine at the sight of his opponent smiling brightly.

With that one laugh, all my imagination about Geum Mi-rang’s beauty flew away.

At that time, Geum Mi-rang said.

“What should we do with the bill? Should we send it to the family? Or should you personally… … .”

“I will do it myself.”

“Then please pay for it. Here.”

Geum Mi-rang held out a scroll.

Jeomsoi took the scroll and unfolded it.

Slurp.

As the scroll unfolded, Yang Seok-bong’s eyes grew even bigger.

There, the bills for the meals from the eighth and ninth floors were clearly written down.

Yang Seok-bong, who saw the bill, could see why the food was so expensive.

But I never imagined that such a dish would actually exist.

“In addition to the thousand-year-old grilled fish… … .”

As Yang Seok-bong read the bill, he suddenly remembered a letter he had received from a scholar named Paeng Han-bin.

He quickly took out the letter and read it.

Yang Seok-bong’s mouth gradually opened as he opened the letter and read it.

This was not a letter requesting reconciliation, but another contract.

The content was that if you sign this contract, you can leave Manhyanggak safely.

I couldn’t sign right away.

I signed without thinking and that’s what happened, so I couldn’t go down the same path this time.

But the more I read the contents of the additional contract, the less I understood them.

It was agreed that all details of the contract would be kept confidential.

In addition, a man named Pang Hanbin asked about everything that happened here today.

This was also what Yang Seok-bong had hoped for.

The first part of the contract stated that the contents were to be kept private and not disclosed to anyone else.

Yang Seok-bong, who was about to raise the corners of his lips, hardened his expression the moment he read the following content.

At that sight, Geum Mi-rang nodded as if she had expected that to happen.

* * *

Hanbin and his group returned to their lodgings.

The inn where Hanbin was staying was the largest in Gunja-hyeon.

In fact, Gunjahyeon was also famous in the past as a place where testing centers were located.

During the times when the past is being held, this place is often flooded with tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands, of students.

Thanks to this, the guest houses in Gunja-hyeon were built in preparation for that time.

Some people may wonder how they manage it normally, but Gunjahyeon was famous for its paper, calligraphy, ink, and books, so during normal times, the floating population was filled with merchants.

The place where Hanbin was was comprised of four separate buildings sharing one yard.

Hanbin entered the annex and looked around.

They were mostly Confucian scholars, as was typical of Gunja-hyeon.

Hanbin, who had been watching for a while, tilted his head.

As Hanbin looked, the students hurriedly went into their rooms.

Hanbin touched his face.

Seolhwa asked at that sight.

“Why are you like this, Confucius?”

“I feel like you’re avoiding my gaze.”

“Hey, you must have misunderstood. The gaze of the Confucius is so warm that you avoid it. Isn’t that right, my lord?”

Seolhwa looked at Sogun.

The boy who had been blankly staring nodded instinctively.

In fact, I almost blurted out, “Do you know who I am?”

The people who just met Hanbin’s eyes were the students he had met on the seventh floor of Manhyanggak.

Although not all of them were gathered together, it was clear that there were students who had been treated badly by Hanbin.

At that moment, Cheonghwa poked So-gun in the side.

When I turned my head, he winked and whispered.

“I learned this here too, but in martial arts, the one who hits gets to sleep with his legs stretched out.”

“Isn’t that the opposite?”

As So-gun tilted his head, Cheong-hwa lowered her voice even further.

“Since that’s what Confucius said, don’t spit it out, just memorize it. It would be even better if you write it down.”

“Oh, I see.”

The little prince nodded with a blank expression.

The Sogun was convinced today that these people were not partisans.

* * *

There were three beds in the room where Sogun, Seolhwa, and Cheonghwa were.

The three of them weren’t too uncomfortable because the beds were far apart.

In the most remote corner there was a small group lying down.

It was Sulwha’s consideration that the corner was the safest place.

The little boy lying on the bed looked up at the ceiling.

With the ceiling in the background, I recalled each and every thing that happened today.

Looking back, Hanbin, Seolhwa, and Cheonghwa’s actions felt strangely familiar.

Thinking like that, I thought I could sleep comfortably today.

Besides, the food I ate today was something I had never tasted before.

It was a dish I would never be able to taste even if I regained my memories.

As he recalled each and every dish he had eaten today, Sogun’s eyes slowly closed.

That was when.

A crying sound was heard from somewhere.

Woohoo.

Hehehe.

The little boy opened his eyes wide in surprise at the sudden situation.