<-- Episode 58: Chapter 3 There are some things that should never be thrown away (1) -->
Zhong Li Wuhuan and others sat at the table next to Jin Muyuan. Then Kwak Mun-jeong’s face turned red. There was a twinkle of envy in his eyes as he looked at Zhongli Wuhuan and others.
‘This guy.’
It seems that he was completely intoxicated by the saga of the Iron Gidang.
Jin Mu-won’s gaze turned to Kwak Mun-jeong and those sitting at the table opposite him. There was a boy about the same age as Kwak Mun-jeong and two middle-aged men dressed as monks.
At that time, someone’s soft voice was heard.
“They are Taoists from the Communist Party. They always have green bamboo patterns on their sleeves. “From what I heard, it’s to maintain a spirit as upright as green bamboo.”
When I turned my head, I saw Zhong Li Wuhuan smiling brightly at Jin Muyuan.
“That boy is probably of quite high status. In the communal sect, we never send our young disciples out. “You can only come out when your martial arts skills reach a certain level or you become a first-generation disciple.”
“Then that boy must be a great disciple or his martial arts skills are quite advanced.”
“That’s right. “If he became one of his greatest disciples at such a young age, it means that he possesses outstanding talent.”
“okay.”
Jin Mu-won shook his head.
As if to prove what Zhongli Wuhuan said, the boy had quite good muscles. However, he seemed to have a quite arrogant personality as his expression was quite fierce.
Like Jin Mu-won, Kwak Wen-jeong also looked at the Taoists of the Gong Sect.
Jin Mu-won asked.
“Are you jealous?”
“no. at all.”
Because the answer that came back was unexpected, Jin Mu-won made an expression of surprise.
“Aren’t you jealous? “If you are a great disciple, you will receive excellent martial arts skills.”
“Because I’m a staff member.”
“huh?”
“My father said that. Even though we receive compensation for our living, we still protect other people’s lives and precious belongings. “Even though my life is on the edge of a knife where I don’t know when I will die, I don’t extort others or live in dirty ways, so I was born as a boy and asked if there is a better job than this.”
This is Kwak Mun-jeong, who grew up dreaming while watching his father Kwak I-su, who was a treasurer.
Two years ago, when the Baekryong Merchant Marine Company set out on the Yangtze River, bandits attacked them. Since they were on a boat, they couldn’t escape.
At that time, Gwak Yi-su remained alone until the end and fought against the enemy, allowing the workers to escape and dying heroically. It is said that even until the moment of his death, Kwak Yi-su did not let go of the sword in his hand.
Kwak Yi-su, who protected others with his own death, was truly a proud treasure.
Kwak Moon-jeong’s target was Kwak Yi-soo. It was his true dream to be recognized as a proud tramp like his father, Kwak I-su.
Jin Mu-won shook his head.
“You’re a cool father.”
“lol!”
Kwak Mun-jeong scratched his head as if embarrassed.
Lim Jin-yeop, who was nearby, heard his words and burst into laughter.
“haha! The small size is a stately ledger. Let me buy you a drink. “Don’t hesitate.”
“Because I’m at work right now.”
“Right. You are a treasure trove. Then buy it for dinner. “Be sure to come to my residence.”
“yes!”
Kwak Mun-jeong answered vigorously.
Thanks to this, the atmosphere in the hall got much better. The warriors of Cheolgidang looked at Kwak Mun-jeong with happy expressions.
At that time, the girl who took the order waddled over carrying a tray. The girl put down the food on her tray on Jin Mu-won’s table.
“Namhae Gaekjan’s premium stir-fried pork has finally arrived!”
The girl’s sonorous voice echoed throughout the restaurant.
“Foot!”
Kwak Mun-jeong burst into laughter without realizing it. Then the girl raised her smile and glared at Kwak Mun-jeong.
Kwak Mun-jeong’s face turned red and he quickly apologized.
“S-sorry!”
“This is stir-fried pork made by my dad. “If it doesn’t taste good, I won’t take the money.”
“I didn’t mean to laugh like that… Sorry.”
Kwak Mun-jeong just scratched his head, not knowing what to do. Then the girl smiled brightly.
“Since you didn’t know, I’ll forgive you this time.”
“Thank you!”
“My name is Major. Major Ham. “What is your name?”
“My name is Kwak Mun-jeong.”
“But you’re also a stave?”
“Yes!”
“stylish. lol!”
Kwak Mun-jeong’s face turned red again at the girl’s praise.
“Hey! Small, congratulations. How could such a beauty show interest? “It’s an off-white color that will make many men’s hearts flutter in just a few years, and I’m truly jealous of the small size one.”
When Lim Jin-yeop joked, Kwak Mun-jeong didn’t know what to do. On the other hand, Major Ham looked at Kwak Mun-jeong with a calm smile.
Jin Mu-won smiled.
‘This child is not normal either.’
The bright eyes were not something that usually seemed bold.
“It’s a staff, but it’s still just…” … .”
Kwak Mun-jeong stuttered.
Although I have a lot of pride in my heart, I know that my skills are lacking.
Major Ham seemed to have sensed Kwak Moon-jeong’s feelings and spoke coolly.
“Oh, so you’re still a beginner?”
“That’s right. But the staff is correct.”
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Kwak Mun-jeong pounded his chest. Major Ham smiled at that.
“Then, later, when I need a staff, can I go to the White Dragon Sangdan?”
“Yes, yes!”
“lol! “Are you sure you promised?”
“huh!”
Kwak Mun-jeong nodded vigorously. Major Ham smiled again and walked quickly toward the kitchen. Kwak Mun-jeong’s face, looking at her back, was all red.
“wow! “You little boy is no ordinary fox.”
“It’s also bold. “Are all kids like that these days?”
The warriors of the Iron Gidang chattered one by one. Everyone was in awe of Major Ham’s boldness. But it wasn’t an unpleasant expression.
In particular, Cai Yak-ran was smiling faintly. This is because Major Ham’s appearance reminded him of his childhood.
“Come on, let’s eat.”
“yes!”
Hearing Jin Mu-won’s words, Kwak Mun-jeong raised his chopsticks. Just as Major Ham said, the stir-fried pork was very delicious. I was very lucky to be able to taste this level of food in a rural guesthouse like this.
Jin Mu-won and Kwak Mun-jeong worked their chopsticks diligently. Meanwhile, Major Ham was taking orders for meals from Cheolgidang warriors and communal sect monks.
“I’d like to have a drink here later when I have time.”
Kwak Mun-jeong nodded, mumbling with his mouth full of pork.
After a while, the food ordered was also served at another table.
The warriors of Cheolgidang, like Jinmuwon, could not help but be amazed by the delicious food.
“like! “It’s hard to see this level of skill even in Chengdu.”
“I know. “Your skills are quite good.”
While they were leaving, they ordered alcohol and drank a glass each.
It was a time when Jinmuwon and Cheolgidang warriors were eating delicious food.
“Who is the host here?”
Someone’s voice rang out sharply. When I turn my head, I see the communal sect monks putting down their chopsticks.
Among the middle-aged monks, the older one struck the table and let out an angry voice once again.
“Why can’t Suksu come out soon? “Can’t you hear me?”
His voice was so loud that the objects in the room trembled. The warriors of the Iron Guard frowned, and the complexion of Kwak Mun-jeong, who had weak internal strength, turned white.
After a while, Major Ham and a middle-aged sergeant who appeared to be his father rushed out.
“What’s going on?”
While Suksu was wiping his wet hands with his apron, his complexion turned pale when he saw the Taoists of the Gongong Sect.
“Death penalty?”
“joy! “It was you, Ham Ji-pyeong, after all!”
“How can the death penalty be here… … ?”
Suksu looked embarrassed. Then the middle-aged Taoist glared at Susu with a cold gaze.
“As expected, the rumor was true. “I heard you’re living here, taking a nap.”
“Now, I am a person who has no connection with the Communist Party. “Don’t you know the death penalty well?”
At Master Ham Ji-pyeong’s answer, a deep expression of anger appeared on the middle-aged teacher’s face.
“Okay, since I was excommunicated, let’s say it has nothing to do with it. “How ridiculous would this be?”
The middle-aged teacher pointed to the boy next to him. Then the boy spat into his palm. The spit he spit out was mixed with broken pieces of teeth.
“Seolgung’s tooth broke while eating the food you made. Seolgung is a first-generation disciple, but he is also a student chosen by Tae Sa-suk to teach him. In short, this is the future of the communal faction. But my tooth broke while eating the food you made. “How are you going to take responsibility for this?”
“that… … ?”
Ham Ji-pyeong’s shoulders trembled.
All food made at Namhae Gaekjan is made with fresh ingredients selected by the chef himself. He especially checked the food several times before making it.
As a result, within a year of opening the guesthouse, the restaurant has gained the trust of people and is gradually establishing itself. But what if there are stones in the food? It was something that could never have happened.
“execution.”
Ham Ji-pyeong glared at the middle-aged monk with sad eyes.
The name of the middle-aged teacher is Muhae. Ham Ji-pyeong and I studied together at the same school. If he had not lost martial arts and been excommunicated, Ham Ji-pyeong would have become a major disciple of the Dongong Sect like Muhae.
“Are you still thinking about the events of that day? “Is that why you’re doing this?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“The execution only hurt my pride, but I lost my martial arts skills. “Do we still have to do this?”
“What you’re saying is that I’m doing this because I have some kind of pent-up feeling. Look, bastard. Seolgung’s tooth broke. “This is the truth.”
Muhae’s voice grew louder. A subtle murderous look appeared in Muhae’s eyes as he looked at Ham Ji-pyeong.
Fifteen years ago, Muhae was a promising member of the communal faction. However, there was one name that always came first, and that was Ham Ji-pyeong.
Behind Ham Ji-pyeong, Muhae was always just a second-in-command. The expectations and envious looks of those around him were all Ham Ji-pyeong’s responsibility. Although Ham Ji-pyeong himself felt burdened by such expectations and gazes.
Once every three years, the communal faction invited all lay disciples and sponsors and held a friendly secret martial arts competition. This is to check the skills of the students and promote fellowship among the communal sects.
The winner that day is given the honorable title of Gong-Ilsoo (崆峒一秀), meaning the best player of the joint faction.
Muhae aimed for a tie and clashed with Ham Ji-pyeong in the finals. And suffered a humiliating defeat.
The defeat suffered in front of numerous disciples of the communal sect left an indelible wound in the heart of Muhae, who was particularly proud. Muhae looked for an opportunity to challenge Ham Ji-pyeong again, but he never got another chance.
A few months after receiving the title of Gong-ilsu, Ham Ji-pyeong was involved in an unpleasant incident and was kicked out of the Gong-gong faction, with his martial arts training closed. The world was curious about the reason, but the leaders of the communal faction kept their mouths shut and did not say anything.
Time passed by fleetingly, and Ham Ji-pyeong gradually disappeared from the minds of the world. But only one person, Muhae, never forgot him. He eventually found Ham Ji-pyeong, who lived as an ordinary servant.
Seolgung watched the unfolding situation next to Muhae with interest. Seolgung was a disciple who had the same expectations as Ham Ji-pyeong in the past.
How could it be that Seolgung, who was only 15 years old, was selected as his first disciple, and Taesa Sook Hong Seoljinin, the best swordsman of the Kongpa faction, declared that he would personally teach him?
Although he was using his secular name because he had not received his moniker yet, he clearly had skills that the communal faction could be proud of.
‘Hehe! ‘That’s fun.’
Seolgung secretly smiled.
In fact, he didn’t care what kind of grudge Muhae had against Ham Ji-pyeong. All he needed was harmless support.
Prince Seol had no intention of ending it with just one disciple. Although he was young, his goals were very ambitious.
First of all, he has to defeat the Daesan type Mujin and become the Jang Mun-in of the Gongpa faction, and then use that position as a stepping stone to become the next Nine Heavens of Unjungcheon. To do so, a political foundation was needed.
Prince Seol had already seen clearly that no matter how excellent his martial arts skills were, they were useless without the support of his subordinates. Then, Muhae approached.
It wasn’t a loss if you could get some harmless support with this little crumb. Muhae’s influence was significant even among his first disciples. From now on, all I had to do was relax and wait to see what would happen.
Ham Ji-pyeong’s gaze turned towards Muhae.
“Did you really break your tooth after eating the food I made?”
“As you can see, it’s broken.”
Seolgung held out a piece of tooth on his palm. There was not a single hesitation in his attitude.
“Really?”
“So you’re saying I’m lying now?”
Prince Xue’s eyebrows rose fiercely. Looking at him, Ham Ji-pyeong sighed.
“The future of the Communist Party is bleak. “The reporter chosen by Taesa-suk lies without any hesitation.”
“I can’t possibly forgive your arrogance!”
In anger, Muhae, along with Noseong, struck Ham Jipyeong in the chest.
bang!
Ham Ji-pyeong couldn’t even scream and flew away, hitting the wall.
martial arts,
