After returning to the manor, Geom Woo-bin told the Blood Lion all about Gong Seong-tak. “Someone dares to disciple our death sentence!”
They all grew angry together, but when we heard the name Jincheon Ilinmun, our complexion changed.
“Did you just say Jincheon-il-inmun?”
“Yes. Do you know where?”
“It’s a fairly famous sect. While most of Moorim’s sects focus on raising their family by accepting many disciples, Jincheon Il-Inmun is a one-man tradition as the name of the sect suggests.”
“Looking at his advance, he seems to be quite strong in martial arts, doesn’t he?”
“Did he attack the death penalty?”
“No. It was just an example.”
“I see. If we simply consider the martial arts, we will never fall behind the old Daemun faction or the five major generations. However, he said that it is difficult to achieve the Jincheon nogak of the Jincheon, One Humanity. From what I heard, there has been no Daesung Hanmunju that has written the Jincheon Noogak in 100 years. Even so, Moonju of Jincheon Il-Inmun was treated as a first-class expert in Moorim.”
After Seo Seok-san’s long explanation, Geom Woo-bin asked. “How about compared to the priests?”
“Hey, it’s not even ten seconds.”
He ignored Do Pyeong-su, but Yeon Hong was different. “That’s when we couldn’t achieve the Jincheon Nookgak. If we do, it won’t be easy for us either.”
“Is that enough?”
“It’s not bad to get used to….”
Geom Woo-bin firmly waved his hand. “I don’t know when what I’m learning now will be great, but I don’t even want to learn it.”
“Of course. I just feel a little bad about it. It would be helpful to the death penalty to try other martial arts.”
In the end, the conversation ended in the regret of the blood lion and the determination of Geom Woo-bin.
Only two of the four memorizations that Sehwa threw hit the target hanging in the air. Her expression was firm and her voice was cold. “You’re not improving your skills, you’re regressing.”
“Sorry.”
“I haven’t looked well the past few days. What’s going on?” Sehwa asked with a serious expression on her face.
“Master, what kind of life will I lead?”
Geum Hong asked with wide eyebrows. “Why are you asking me that?”
“After…”
After taking a deep breath, Sehwa opened her mouth. “Then who are you asking? I am a person who is bound by the Oseonjangwon.”
“If you want to leave, you can go.” A mischievous smile appeared on Sehwa’s lips.
“That is the problem. I don’t want to go back to the world. I don’t know why. This is just a small place, and there are many more enjoyable things to do if you go outside, but I just want to live like this in Oseon Manor. look at my skin It’s rough like a toad, and it’s hard enough that a needle doesn’t even get into it. Is this female skin? How about practicing? It’s hard enough that I want to die by strangling myself, but after a day, I grumble while doing it again, and when I go to bed at night, I feel proud of something… It is strange that I am satisfied with this kind of life.”
“I’m satisfied, what’s the problem?”
“The whole world I left behind is disturbing.”
Sehwa was talking about Woohyang and Jinha, whom she met a few days ago while out in town. “I feel bad because it seems like I was the only one running away, leaving only the children behind.”
“If you feel like it, bring them with you. There are many places to eat and sleep.”
“It’s just sympathy. I want to make them so they can live on their own.”
“How?”
“After….” Sehwa took another deep breath. Could Master-sama understand this feeling even a little more than that? After much deliberation, Sehwa finally started talking to her.
“Do you know about the life of anticipation?”
Her first memory was as an orphaned child and then as a Moorim. Her life was simple enough that she couldn’t find any other memories of her.
She also went to Giru a few times, mostly because of Mt. Seoseok (mainly to beat him). And so, she didn’t really know exactly what anticipation was, and she didn’t even try to find out. “You can’t know.”
The hardships of the Girou women came out in the sighs that ended at the end of their words. “It’s polite to sell politeness, but after all, they are high-class prostitutes who are pointed at by people. I want to quit twelve times a day. In fact, there are cases where she even married a customer she met at Giru and quit. But more than half of them come back. She’s a giraffe she hated so much. Is it weird? I hate to be here, but I miss you when I leave.”
“Don’t complain, say what you want to say.”
“I want to open the giroo.”
“Giru?”
“Yes. It’s closed now, but I have a three percent stake in Hanghogiru. The rest of the shares can be taken over cheaply. The money I have now is enough.” Geum Hong looked at Sehwa with suspicious eyes.
“Are you rolling your hair because it’s hard to practice?”
“Oh, no! Once Giru is established, there is no reason for me to guard it! Training will be as hard as it is now! However, it takes some time at the beginning of opening….”
She knew from the beginning that anger was sincere. He just couldn’t decide whether it was the right thing to do in Sehwa’s life to open the giru. “Don’t discuss with the death penalty.”
In the past, it would have been easy to decide whether to allow or not to allow. However, since he developed affection in the name of a disciple, Sehwa’s life WAS also important to him. The deliberation was a natural process. Jeon Yeong-hong visited Geom Woo-bin, who was training.
She was sweating profusely with Geom Woo-bin, and she was practicing Kwonbeop. It was something she felt every time she danced, but she made her skin realize the idiom of her lion that Geom Woo-bin was the one and the other.
She said, ‘How far do you want the death penalty to go?’
She set her goal of being the best of all time, but she couldn’t even imagine the extent of that. The end of their imagination was Hwajeoksan, but if Geom Woobin grows up like this, it may become even stronger than Hwajeoksan.
While watching Geom Woo-bin’s training, her half Sijin passed away. Jeon Yeong-hong handed water to Geom Woo-bin, who was wiping off his sweat. “Did you come?”
‘You’ve grown so much.’
The figure of an eight-year-old boy that she first saw on Mt. Gumbong was no longer there. “I have something to discuss about Sehwa.”
“Do you want to buy Sehwa?”
“They say they want to open Sehwagiru.” Nguyen Hong explained why Sehwa had such a heart.
“The quality of Sehwa must be disturbing.”
“I don’t know if I can give you permission. In the end, I’m going to go back to Kiru, but I don’t know, but it’s better to live as a Moorim than to live as a courtesan, right?”
“You said that you would focus on training again when Girou is stable?”
“It’s now, but I don’t know how people’s hearts will change.”
“If you change, it’s not bad as it changes, right? It must have been decided because the quality of the sand of Sehwa was good. I don’t know yet, but it’s the best when I do what I want to do.”
“Then will you allow me?”
“You are a brother-in-law. The sister-in-law decides where their hearts go.”
Geom Woo-bin said so, but he thought that Geum Hong would allow it. Although the Blood Lion was notorious in the Moorim, she knew that her nature was good. Only fate made them walk the path of magic.
“Well, it would be nice if I didn’t suffer too much and had more free time.”
“You’re not going to come and complain to me, is it?”
“But, don’t you know about Woo-bin better than me? How can she not change her mind?”
Gong Seong-tak seemed to have a crush on Geom Woo-bin. “That’s Woo-bin’s heart for her older brother. Anyway, she’d be hard-pressed if Woobin hated her older brother. She’s the older brother who doesn’t change a word once she says it. So, don’t waste any more time and find another disciple.”
Gong Seong-tak sighed as the ground was gone. “She is better than Woo-bin, where does she find her talent? Even if she travels a hundred years, she is not young.”
“Your uncle is really good too. If she was a martial artist of that level, she wouldn’t be the only one who would turn on the lights and rush in.”
“Right? She could get her bow nine thousand times if she wanted to.”
“I know, right.”
“Why are you obsessed with someone who has a master?”
As he turned around after speaking, Seong-tak snapped his finger. “Ah! I had a good idea!”
“What?”
“To Woo-bin, she can’t be without a teacher!”
“OMG! Isn’t it that Woo-bin is going to kill your brother’s father-in-law?”
“Hey, do I look like someone to kill?”
“Yes.”
“It’s not like that, it’s a secret dance with Woo-bin. If Woo-bin thinks of his master, Woo-bin, won’t he want to learn a stronger martial art?”
Not all priests and priests were connected only by the strength of martial arts. However, even if he explained such a rationale to Seong-tak, he did not seem to understand.
“I have to go and do the secretarial now!”
More than anything… So Ki-cheon was embarrassed and had no time to stop, and he was already running outside.
Gong Seong-tak immediately ran to Oseon Jangwon. He didn’t know who the master of Geom Woo-bin was, but she couldn’t be stronger than herself. This was because he knew that the best martial art in the world was the Jincheon thunderbolt. Gong Seong-tak, who ran to Oseon Manor for a month, knocked on the door.
The door shook so hard it felt like it was going to break at any moment. Gwak Bong, who was sweeping the yard, thought someone had invaded the Oseon Manor.
“Who are you?”
“I’ve been looking for Geom Woo-bin!”
“Lord Zhang?”
When he opened the side door next to the main gate, Gong Seong-tak put his face in. “Hey! It’s a surprise!”
Seong-tak didn’t even tell him to come in, but he pushed in recklessly. “What do you dare say here… !”
“Tell Woo-bin to come out, Master.”
Kwak Bong was not funny. “Did you come to know who Master Jang is?”
“I’m not interested in that, just tell them that a man named Gong Seong-tak has come.”
In the eyes of Kwak Bong, Gong Seong-tak was clearly a Moorim.
He was a bit clumsy and had some subtle differences, but the aura he exudes is also unusual.
‘It’s Gong Seong-tak….’
However, he had never heard the name Gong Seong-tak. “Don’t do that, go back before you play the sutra. It’s more dangerous than it looks here….” “
Before one was the scenery, Woo-bin called his Master. Don’t cry because your right hand was stronger because one had been hit by a few hits and his left-hand hurts.”
“What do I look like?”
“A key?” ”
“Hey! That’s so…” Kwak Bong said as she exhaled deeply to calm her mind.
“I’ll show you how bitter a broomstick is today.”
“This is really… I definitely warned you… Ha! Yes, there is nothing you can do if you want to be right.” Seong-tak swung his palm without power.
Similarly, Kwak Bong did not even use his aggression against his madman, so the sound was only loud. One exchange surprised both of them. Gong Seong-tak was surprised by Kwak Bong’s speed, and Kwak Bong was surprised by Gong Seong-tak’s rigidity.
“It’s not just a trigger.”
“He’s got a pretty solid body.”
“This guy! You seem to have learned some tricks, but I’ll fix my stingy habit!”
Gong Seong-tak opened his arms toward Kwak Bong’s thigh. He came to fight with the master of Geom Woo-bin, so he didn’t want to seriously hurt Aman. However, it was difficult for Kwak Bong to subdue him with such a heart.
Kwak Bong’s broom, which blocked his leg, slammed Seong-tak’s shoulder. He, who had avoided the attack by turning his body to the side, increased his attack power and aimed at Kwak Bong’s side. Gong Seong-tak’s surprise grew as the battle that didn’t do his best went beyond ten seconds.
‘Is Madangsoe this much?’
Kwak Bong, who wields a broom at him, had the skills to be classified as a first-class expert. Of course, as soon as Gong Seong-tak started to use the True Seongjeolgi, Kwak Bong started to move little by little. Kwak Bong was still not enough to deal with Munju of Jincheon-il-inmun.
Wow!
When the handle of the bamboo broomstick broke, Gong Seong-tak rushed in and hit Kwak-bong’s shoulder with his foot. Kwak Bong, who was pushed back by this chapter, forcibly swallowed a moan.
‘Excellent!’
Gong Seong-tak could be said to be the most skilled among the Moorim people he met, except for the blood lion. Kwak Bong threw up a broom and shouted. “You, stay there and wait!”
In fact, the skill gap was clear. Even if he had a knife, the result would not have changed. However, he did not want to admit defeat. Kwak Bong, who was turning to get his sword, stopped abruptly. There was no way the Blood Lion couldn’t hear the noise of fighting so loud, could it?
“What’s going on?”
At Seo Seok-san’s question, Kwak Bong pointed to Gong Seong-tak. “The author suddenly broke in and started an argument!”
“Who is the author?”
“That is… I know, right? Who?”
Right!
“Ugh!” Kwak Bong threw up a scream he couldn’t let out even though he was hit by Gong Seong-tak several times and sat down.
“Hey, you mean you started a fight without knowing who it was?”
“When I found Master Jang, I thought he was crazy!” The Blood Lion’s eyes were focused on Gong Seong-tak.
As soon as Geom Woo-bin was mentioned, there was one person that came to mind. “It looks like you are the owner of this generation of Jincheon Il-Inmun.”