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Taejonbirok Volume 5 Episode 25
Chapter 37: The Lazy Man Takes Revenge (5)
Why?
Doesn't this guy have any manners towards his superiors?
And why does it say 'Why'? If you open your eyes and there's someone you don't know, it would be right to first ask 'Who are you?', but why does it suddenly say 'Why?'
Gong Mu-jin was instantly enraged, but he suppressed his anger. Now was not the time to be angry.
“I heard you saved my disciple.”
“Are you my disciple?”
Wi Yeon-ho tilted his head.
“Me?”
“……That’s right.”
“Who said that?”
Did this guy eat boiled crow meat?
What if the person involved doesn't remember what happened last night? His disciple wouldn't have lied to him.
“……My disciple’s name is Lee Seol-hwa. That kid over there.”
Wi Yeon-ho looked back at Lee Seol-hwa and nodded.
“Rather than saving me, I got entangled in something. But why? What went wrong?”
“There’s nothing wrong. I just came to say thank you, not to say anything was wrong.”
“Oh, I see. Yes, I understand.”
The door closed again.
And at the same time, Gong Mu-jin's face began to tremble.
He is Gong Mu-jin. Plum Blossom Sword Ghost Gong Mu-jin.
Where has he ever been treated like this?
I have never been treated like this by anyone in my life.
He was raised with great care as a child prodigy, and as he grew older, he was recognized as a talent who would make Hwasan's name known far and wide. And now, he has joined the ranks of Myeongsuk.
No matter which sect or person you meet, the person who can elicit humility just by mentioning his name is Gong Mu-jin.
“Heh heh heh.”
Gong Mu-jin smiled as if he was disappointed and then spoke again.
“Hey, little brother.”
"yes?"
When an adult speaks, you must open the door and answer.
“I would like to express my gratitude, so would you mind coming out for a moment?”
It was Gong Mu-jin who said in a polite tone, "Why are you just saying that when an adult is talking to you?" No matter how upset he was, this level of courtesy was essential to him who grew up in a prestigious family.
“Can’t we just take it as it is? I’m sleepy right now.”
“……You seem very tired. But I also don’t have time anymore, so I would appreciate it if you could be a little more considerate of me.”
Bam!
The door opened again.
Wi Yeon-ho was very polite.
"do."
“……Huh?”
“You said you wanted to express your gratitude, so now go ahead and do it.”
What is this feeling?
Of course, it was Gong Mu-jin who said that, but… … This is something, doesn’t it feel strangely humiliating?
“Thank you for saving my disciple. If it’s not rude, could you tell me who taught you?”
“Even if I tell you, you probably won’t understand?”
The corners of Gongmujin's mouth began to tremble again.
Although Wei Yanhui spoke honestly, it sounded like he was being ignored.
“My knowledge is not that short.”
“But you still don’t know?”
“…….”
My temper was such that I wanted to immediately draw my sword and strike that bastard in the butt, but my desperate patience was holding me back.
“Can you really not tell me?”
“That’s not it. I told you, you wouldn’t understand. Why don’t you trust what people say?”
Wi Yeon-ho beat his chest as if he was frustrated, but that didn’t look good. Gong Mu-jin eventually gave up on hearing Wi Yeon-ho’s explanation.
“I see. So you can’t speak.”
Lee Seol-hwa, who saw that sight, became lost in thought and ran to Gong Mu-jin.
“Master!”
“Stay still!”
Gong Mu-jin's face became sharp like a blade.
“Then I guess I have no choice but to ask him directly. What do you think? If you can defeat Tamhwaseo in one blow, you must be confident in your martial arts. Are you willing to compete with me? I’m saying this because I want to see how skilled you are.”
“Master!”
“Didn’t I tell you to stay still?”
Lee Seol-hwa began to sweat profusely. His teacher was Gong Mu-jin, the plum-blossom swordsman. The reason he earned the name Swordsman was not only because of his passion for digging into the sword, but also because of his vicious hands that did not spare his opponents’ circumstances, even if they were non-combatants.
How can someone like that fight with a young child?
This was no different from saying that he would punish her with the name of Bimu.
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“This is out of line.”
“You dare?”
When Gong Mu-jin glared at her fiercely, Lee Seol-hwa's expression turned pale, but she never backed down.
“You are my benefactor. Could you please just let me pass this one time, for my own good?”
Gong Mu-jin quietly glared at Lee Seol-hwa.
“Which is more important, your favor or my honor?”
“…….”
“I am the one who carries the volcano. If I am ignored, it is no different from saying that the volcano is ignored. If you come forward any further, you will be punished for the crime of destroying the knighthood, so do not open your mouth any more.”
Lee Seol-hwa sat down on the spot.
Seomun Da-yeon quietly approached her and touched her shoulder.
“Don't worry.”
"yes?"
Seomun Da-yeon whispered softly into Lee Seol-hwa's ear.
“No matter how much you are respected, you can’t force a fight if the person in question doesn’t want to.”
The Wiyeonho she had figured out so far would not have fought a useless fight. He was someone who didn't even want to walk on his own two feet, so how could he possibly do something so outrageous?
“I will refuse. And even if the Master is angry, he cannot force me any further.”
If word spreads that he threatened his benefactor when he received a favor, it will be difficult for him to show his face.
A light of hope appeared on Lee Seol-hwa's face.
But unfortunately, Wei Yanhui was a man who was as good as anyone in the world at dashing other people's hopes.
Wi Yeon-ho opened his mouth.
“The master said…….”
Wei Yanho's eyes slowly sank.
“Do whatever you want, whatever it is.”
Gong Mu-jin tilted his head.
What does this mean?
But his doubts were answered by Wei Yanho's subsequent words.
“But you must show your majesty to those who challenge my sword and yours. That will be your last courtesy to me.”
Wi Yeon-ho reached out and pulled out his bundle, then grabbed his beloved sword wrapped in cloth and pulled it out.
“To tell the truth, I am a good disciple who listens to my master quite well. I don’t know about other things, but when it comes to discussing swords, I can never back down.”
“Huh?”
A smile appeared on the lips of the officials, and the faces of those watching the situation instantly hardened.
“Well, that’s a bold statement. Does that mean I’m challenging you?”
“I accept the challenge.”
When Wi Yeon-ho spoke with a smile, Gong Mu-jin burst into laughter.
“Challenge! Challenge! I never thought I would be taking on a challenge at this age. Hehe, challenge!”
A blade-like energy began to rise from Gongmujin's body.
The word challenge scratched at his pride. It was just a few flicks of the tongue, but didn't it seem like he was challenging a greenhorn?
“So this contest is challenging you, Bio. What is your name?”
“Wei Yanho. This is Wei Yanho of the Guangdong Wei family.”
“Guangdongwei?”
The officials revealed this.
“So you’re saying that you’re the son of Jeong Hyo-geom?”
“Do you know my father?”
“Of course. I wanted to use this sword to break Zheng Xie’s sword one day, to prove that his sword is never superior to mine. It wouldn’t be bad to break that bastard before that. If I break you, Zheng Xie’s sword might come looking for me, so it would be killing two birds with one stone. Now, are you ready?”
“I’m always ready, you know.”
“Do you have anything left to say? It’s no use trying to get rid of it now.”
“No, that’s not it.”
Wi Yeon-ho opened his mouth and unwrapped the cloth covering his sword.
“There are two misconceptions.”
“Two?”
What do you mean you made two mistakes in that short sentence?
“First, I don’t use the sword of the Guangdong Wei family, so even if you defeat me, it has nothing to do with the Guangdong Wei family. That’s the first thing.”
“You’re not using the sword of the upper class?”
“Secondly, even if you beat me, my father would be the type to sue me, and he wouldn’t go looking for revenge. Oh… and there was one more thing?”
Gong Mu-jin laughed in vain and said.
“Okay, tell me. I’ll listen. What’s your last word?”
Wi Yeon-ho slowly pulled his sword out of its scabbard.
'White sword?'
When Gong Mu-jin was looking at the sword that was shining white for the first time, a heavy voice completely different from his usual one came out of Wei Yan-ho's mouth.
“There are countless swords under the sky [萬劍], but only the light sword is unique.”
In that moment, goosebumps ran through Gongmujin's entire body. Those were such outrageous words! In other words, didn't that mean that the sword called Gwanggeom was the best swordsmanship in the world?
“No matter what the reason, anyone who challenges the light sword will have to pay the price.”
Wei Yanhu threw the scabbard he had drawn on the ground and lifted his sword. Wei Yanhu’s sword, bathed in the morning sunlight, emitted a brilliant white light in all directions.
“You’d better be careful. I may be lazy, but my sword is never lazy.”
Wi Yeon-ho's eyes grew cold.
“Be sure to show your majesty to those who challenge your sword. That will be your final courtesy to me.”
“Of course, Master.”
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“Where’s Jangbo-do?”
“I have let it fall into the hands of the swindlers. People are flocking to Nasan without any suspicion. The will of the poisonous king is also causing a stir in the land of Sacheon.”
“What is the state of Cheonsan?”
“They will move soon. If they can’t move after having attracted this much attention, they will be so incompetent.”
"I see."
The scissors in the old man's hand gently cut the branches of the bonsai tree in front of him.
“Can you see it?”
“Yes, I can see it.”
The old man said, looking at the fountain.
“Natural is good. But sometimes natural things are not nice to look at. The same goes for bonsai. No matter how good a bonsai is, if you leave it as it is, useless branches will grow and it will look ugly.”
“You are right.”
“Then, you have to prune the branches appropriately to make a nice looking bonsai tree.”
The old man quietly cut another branch and continued speaking.
“Gangho is no different. If left alone, it may be able to live naturally, but that is not necessarily the right direction. You have to get rid of what needs to be gotten rid of in order for it to grow properly.”
“I will carry out the plan without a hitch, following your profound intentions.”
The old man's eyes stared at the sky with emptiness.
“Now is the time to prove that we stand alone. The world of martial arts has been so quiet for so long.”
“In a calm lake, even small ripples can spread out into large ripples.”
“It shouldn’t just end as a scandal.”
"yes."
“Show me how sharp the blade we have honed over time is.”
“I will keep that in mind.”
In the garden where the young people had quietly left, the old man was leisurely trimming the bonsai tree.
The old man's hands, which had been leisurely trimming the bonsai tree as if it were his calling, suddenly stopped.
Stop!
The old man frowned as he cut off the small branches hidden behind the branches.
“Can’t things just go as you please?”
The old man shook his head at the ominous sign.
“But now there is no stopping it.”
A low smile appeared on the old man's lips.