Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 612



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612. Battle of wits (2)

Jang Ja-myeong cautiously took a step forward.

“Your Majesty! What should I do?”

“Just as the Great Swordsman Dokho said, you just need to prove that I am the Master of the Heavenly Sword, Assemblyman Jang.”

“Of course… … .”

Jang Ja-myeong trailed off.

When he first came forward, his expression was more confident than anyone else’s.

But now he was caressing his chin with a serious expression.

In fact, Jang Ja-myeong, who was listening to their conversation, laughed.

It was a well-known fact that Hanbin was a genius.

There was no proof.

The red uniform was proof of that, and Hanbin’s face itself was just like a badge.

The townspeople bowing as they walked along the streets were also proof of this.

The important thing was that all of this was a story from Habuk.

It was different here.

Was there a status badge that indicated the owner of the Cheonsujangju?

No matter how much I thought about it, there was no evidence to suggest that it was Cheonsu Jangju.

Jang Ja-myeong also agrees 100% with what his private tutor Dok-ho said.

Is there a sect that believes in a disciple who runs away and then returns?

It’s the same whether it’s a sect or a monotheistic sect.

When I thought about the situation from a different perspective, I couldn’t help but feel even more suspicious.

The timing of his return was also strange.

At that moment, Dokho tilted his head and intervened.

It was because something unfamiliar was stuck in Dokho’s head.

“Did you just say Peng Gongzi?”

“Yes, private tutor.”

“Then, is this person from Habuk?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“If it’s Habuk, then no way? It can’t be Habuk Pengga… … .”

“Why don’t you think so? Habukpangga is right.”

“Habukpengga?”

“Yes, that’s right. By the way, it’s a well-known fact in the land of Hebei that the four princes of Hebei Pengga are the lords of Cheonsujang.”

“Are you saying that the Heavenly King, called the Living Buddha, was produced in Habukpengga?”

“Yes, that’s right. Prince Peng is the fourth prince of the Habuk Peng family. So didn’t he ask the temple to keep the Habuk Peng family safe?”

“Come to think of it… … .”

Dokho recalled the contents of the letter.

The letter clearly contained a request for the safety of Habukpengga and his party.

Then Jang Ja-myeong continued speaking.

“I also work at Cheonsujang.”

“Hmm, but there’s something I don’t understand.”

“What is that? Private study.”

“Looking at that little guy… … .”

Dokho said nothing more and gestured to Hanbin’s waist.

There, Hanbin’s beloved Wol-ah was sitting.

Dokho’s head tilted slightly.

Only then did Jang Ja-myeong realize what Dok-ho was asking.

It was such a natural phenomenon.

“Our Peng Gongzi does not use the Tao.”

“The direct descendants of Pengga don’t use the Tao?”

The poison that asked the question sent a signal to the rear.

At the same time, the Baekhomun warriors put strength into their left hands that held their weapons.

The way he was slowly putting his right hand into his bosom seemed like he was planning to throw a secret weapon at the wrong time.

There was no way Jang Ja-myeong wouldn’t notice.

“Wait a minute. Our Peng Gongzi uses a sword, not a sword. It may seem a bit strange that a direct descendant of the Hebei Peng family uses a sword, but this is also quite famous in Hebei. Perhaps there are people in our Baekdu clan who know about it.”

“okay?”

Dokho looked behind him.

Among them, one warrior jumped out.

Then he bowed his head and continued speaking.

“What Jang Sa-hyeong said is true. It’s a story I heard when I was near Habuk. I heard that the four Confucius of Habuk Pengga were a bit unusual.”

“Hmm, keep talking.”

“Until recently, he was teased as the biggest coward in Habuk. And it’s true that he doesn’t use the Tao.”

“You’re saying you use a sword instead of a Tao?”

“Don’t the direct descendants of the Habuk Peng family carry swords? I know that the Four Dukes carry swords because they are weak.”

“Hmm, that makes sense.”

“Then have you heard that Cheonsujangju is the fourth son of Habukpengga?”

“Everyone in Habuk knows that.”

“Why didn’t such an important rumor spread?”

“I don’t know that either. But it is a clear fact that the Four Princes of the Habuk Peng Family are the Heavenly Guardians and that they use swords.”

“Oh, my. Is there anything else you know?”

“It is said that the master of the four Confucian scholars of Habukpengga is Wujeja Hong Chilgae.”

“The Elder of Openness, Hong Chil-gae, the Great Swordsman?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Then what about the Cheongunsashin and Jeokryongdaehyeop who are here?”

“There are rumors that he is a descendant of Cheongunsashin and Jeokryongdaehyeop.”

“So then there are three masters? I guess… … .”

“They say it’s possible. They say that in Habuk, they first wrote a priest contract. One more thing, his appearance is… … .”

He knew quite a lot. No wonder, he was a man who traveled between Hebei and Shanxi to obtain medicine and poison.

For that reason, he was well aware of the situation in Shanxi as well as Hebei.

However, since the rumors change every time I go, I have appropriately fabricated the parts that I don’t understand.

The fact that he took up a sword because he had no strength was also a report from his imagination.

Dokho, who was listening to his subordinate’s report, looked at Hanbin cautiously.

Hanbin met her gaze and smiled.

“That’s roughly correct, but not everything matches up. I just picked up a sword instead of a Tao because it was more comfortable. And I’m a bit disappointed with the part about his appearance. Still, in the Hebei region, he’s even called the Ok-myeon Gongja.”

“hmm.”

Jang Ja-myeong covered his mouth and coughed in vain.

Hanbin tilted his head at that sight.

“Isn’t it? Congressman Jang?”

“This is the first time I’ve heard of the Okmyeon Gongja… … .”

“It seems that Assemblyman Jang was busy treating patients at Cheonsujang and didn’t hear about it. Well, didn’t Assemblyman Jang call himself Avalokitesvara among the people around him? He didn’t take care of himself to the point of hearing such words, and instead focused on the patients, so it’s understandable that he didn’t hear about it. No wonder the villagers called him a god.”

Hanbin slightly expressed his pride in Jang Ja-myeong’s praise.

What is revealed at the forefront is praise for Jang Ja-myeong.

At that moment, Jang Ja-myeong’s heart felt full of pride.

It seemed like Hanbin’s promise to make him a hero had taken its first step.

Jang Ja-myeong waved his hand.

“Oh, that, that’s too much praise.”

Dokho opened his eyes wide at their conversation.

At Cheonsujang, I also heard about another member of the National Assembly, Shin Ui.

Dokho intervened.

“Even with a sallow face and bleary eyes that look like he’s about to die, he never stops his healing hands… … Isn’t that doctor a god?”

“That’s right. That’s Rep. Jang Ja-myeong.”

“her.”

Dokho let out a small sigh.

During a conversation to reveal the other person’s identity, it was suddenly revealed that Baekdokmun’s disciple was Shinui.

He looked at Jang Ja-myeong, forgetting his purpose.

At that sight, Hanbin quickly continued speaking.

“Well, that’s not important right now, it’s just proving your identity.”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Jang Ja-myeong also nodded.

Although he nodded reflexively, Jang Ja-myeong was dissatisfied with the situation itself.

If you show your own sister to them and explain the situation, everything will end smoothly.

However, Hanbin insisted that Samae’s identity be kept hidden until the end.

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t understand it.

Jang Ja-myeong was also well aware of the current situation.

It was clear that Private Dokho would not allow anyone to take another step from here unless his doubts were resolved.

Jang Ja-myeong glanced at Han Bin.

Hanbin raises his index finger and moves it left and right.

Jang Ja-myeong turned his head and looked at Dok-ho, saying he couldn’t do anything.

“Isn’t this more or less the proof of identity? Private.”

“Just wait a minute.”

“Is there anything left to prove?”

“We know that the Four Dukes of Habukpengga and the Tenshou Jangju are the same person. However, there is one more thing to prove.”

“As much as you want.”

“It is your turn to prove that you are the Four Princes of the Habuk Peng Family.”

Jang Ja-myeong, who was standing next to him, let out a gasp at his words.

“Oh my, no, private tutoring… … .”

It’s been over three years since I left Baekdokmun, but nothing has changed.

Dokho, a private tutor, has never trusted people easily.

Usually, once people in the martial arts world trust someone, they trust them till the end, but Dokho was different.

It was common for people to say they trusted someone but still continue to doubt them.

Wasn’t one of the reasons Jang Ja-myeong left Baekdokmun because of his private tutor, Dokho?

Jang Ja-myeong looks at Dok-ho with a sigh as if he has been given up.

At that gaze, Dokho looked at Hanbin indifferently.

His attitude was quite cautious.

Although he didn’t trust his opponent yet, if he was the real Cheon Soo Jang Ju, he definitely needed his help.

In some ways, he was unfit to be the second-in-command of the sect.

If the pillars of the sect sway like reeds, what will happen to the disciples?

But Hanbin smiled brightly.

That smile was genuine.

In this chaotic situation, Dokho’s personality was perfect for survival.

In his previous life, Hanbin always said the same thing to the Ghost Swordsmen before they were about to embark on an operation.

He tells us to doubt and doubt again.

The easy way may be an enemy trap.

Assuming that, there were cases where traps were dug on the difficult path.

Be skeptical, be skeptical, but choose quickly!

This was what Hanbin had told his subordinates.

Now it was time for Dokho to choose.

Hanbin continued speaking with a smiling face.

“Then, can I prove that I am the fourth son of the Habuk Peng family?”

“I would appreciate it if you would do that, Sohyeop.”

“If I can’t prove it, the Habukpang family members who remain in the guest room will also be in danger, right?”

“Hmm.”

The surprised Dokho brushed his beard and avoided eye contact.

Hanbin said nonchalantly at that sight.

“I kind of got the idea. Otherwise, how could I have stayed here?”

“That’s a misunderstanding… … .”

“it’s okay.”

After finishing speaking, Hanbin snapped his fingers nonchalantly.

widely!

Then, Seolhwa, who was about ten steps away, appeared like the wind.

Sasa-sak.

At that sight, Dokho took a step back without realizing it.

I was amazed by the lightness of movement that Seolhwa showed me.

At that time, Seolhwa handed Hanbin a dagger from her bosom.

Hanbin pulled out the dagger.

Ssuk.

A lightly drawn dagger revealed itself.

The dark and gloomy sword looked extremely ominous.

At that moment, the warriors behind Dokho came running.

The floor is flat.

Dokho, who saw the drawn dagger, raised his hand in a hurry.

“Everyone stop!”

The Baekdokmun warriors who were running towards Hanbin from behind stopped dead in their tracks.

But the weapon in his hand remains the same.

They looked back and forth between Dokho and Hanbin as if preparing for any eventuality.

An awkward silence fell for a moment.

The first one to speak was Dokho.

“Is that perhaps the Cheonsanhyeolrang’s… … .”

“Yes, that’s right. It’s an item made from the claws of a Heavenly Blood Wolf.”

“Can I see it?”

Dokho’s expression changed.

Those who deal with poison are bound to be sensitive to elixirs, herbs, and internal medicine.

It was impossible for Dokho not to know the spirit called Cheonsanhyeolrang.

I also heard that it appeared in the Hebei region.

I even know that the body and the corpse were secretly moved to the palace.

Dokho also had ties to the palace.

But I don’t know who caught that Cheonsanhyeolrang.