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Abolition of the Wicked - Chapter 55

Kwak Bong asked in surprise. “Is that person the munju of Jincheon Il-Inmun?”

Gong Seong-tak crossed his arms with a triumphant face. “Did you hear about me from Woobin? Then it will be easier to talk. Who is Woobin’s master?”

“What are you looking for?” Seoksan asked.

“The person who wins through secret dance becomes Woo-bin’s master, how about it? If a strong person becomes a teacher, isn’t it good for Woo-bin?”

“OMG!” Kwak Bong let out a short laugh as it was ridiculous. “Hey, this time, the great Jincheon-il-humanities Moonju… Are you stupid? How could you think like that?”

“This guy! How dare you say such nonsense to anyone now….”

“No, it is! What would a sane person think of stealing a disciple through a secret dance with the master?”

“It’s better for Woo-bin than learning weak martial arts!”

“Who is weak who is weak!”

Kwak Bong groaned. No matter how foolish one was, or how much you didn’t know the world, you know who the people here were and would say things like that “Yeah, I admit that the martial arts of Jincheon-il-inmun are pretty amazing. therefore! Did the great Moon-Joo succeed in that realm?”

When Gongseong Tak, with a piercing expression, could not answer, Kwak Bong nodded his head with an expression that he knew it would. “Everyone in Moorim knows that Jincheon nogak is an almost impossible martial art! And above all else, even if you have attained a great achievement, you cannot become the Master of Zhang.”

“Why not?”

“I’m not a person like you! Master Jang is…!”

Kwak Bong was unable to finish his speech because Seo Seok-san struck him in the head. “Master is dead.”

“Huh? Woo-bin’s master is dead? Then it won’t be a problem for you to accept me as your master! right?”

“Did you keep hearing bullshit like that?” Do Pyeong-su stepped forward.

“Don’t talk like a master, stop it now.”

“No. Even if I overturn Lee Jang-won, I will make Woo Bin my disciple.”

“This is so….”

Do Pyeong-su erased his playful expression and looked at Gong Seong-tak. “I left it in the hope that it would be helpful to the death penalty, but the munju of Jincheon Il-inmun was installed without even knowing my subject!”

At this. Gong Seong-tak retreated. The momentum of Do Pyeong-su had a great pressure as if it had cast a steel wall. So exorbitant…

“It’s high!” Seong-tak lowered his stance and carefully took his flag. His instincts showed how skilled the person standing in front of him was. However, he couldn’t back down like this. He must be Geom Woo-bin.

Only Geom Woo-bin could realize and learn the five meanings of the Jincheon nookgak within five years. Perhaps he would reach three years. He desperately wanted to pursue his dream, but it was so terrible that he could not do it because he was learning martial arts, and that he would not be able to do it for 20 years as a disciple.

“What are you all doing?”

At the sudden sound of the voice, the energy that was pressing Gong Seong-tak disappeared as if washed away. Gong Seong-tak was the most welcoming to Geom Woo-bin, who appeared from behind the Blood Lion.

“Woobin-ah!”

He had the face of a master who had met his disciple in a long time. Seeing Gong Seong-tak like that, a long sigh came out of Geom Woo-bin’s mouth.

“He is a very persistent person.”

“It is a characteristic of our Jincheon-il Humanities. Subtlety, tenacity, and fighting spirit.”

Do Pyeong-su then said, “The death penalty, I’ll just deal with it. Don’t worry about it any longer and focus on your training.”

“No. It is better to avoid any kind of fight.” He said that, but Geom Woo-bin couldn’t think of a way to deal with Gong Seong-tak, who was persistently clinging to him.

Geom Woo-bin pondered for a moment and said. “Mister. Do you feel anything when you come here?”

“It’s big.”

“And?”

Gong Seong-tak glanced at the people in the yard and whispered. “They said it was a place to make alcohol… Why are there so many masters?”

“That’s right.”

Geom Woo-bin sighed and asked, “Is there anyone weaker than you?”

Gong Seong-tak’s finger pointed to Kwak-bong without hesitation. Kwak Bong’s impression was distorted, but he didn’t ask. “Again?”

His trembling fingers curled inward. It was also simple and ignorant, but the background seemed to be a good person. However, she pouted her lips to see if she had any pride. “I have the confidence to not lose!”

“Phew….” Geom Woo-bin just let out another sigh of hers. She was a really dumb person. “Just think for a moment and say that you win. There are four such people, can I be your disciple?”

Gong Seong-tak’s expression distorted as he realized something at that moment. “However… What if you don’t become a disciple? You are my only hope.”

Geom Woo-bin was just about to respond, but someone appeared through the open door. “Excuse me… … .”

Ha Seok-mun, who was about to say her words carefully, looked at the sword Woo-bin and fell in love with her. “Woo-bin-ah!”

“General Ha, what are you doing here?”

“Is there something you asked me to look into last time, I came here because of that….”

Ha Seok-mun continued to look around the manor. “I’ve only heard of it, but it’s the first time I’ve been here and it’s really big!”

It seemed that it would be faster to deal with the visit to Ha Seok-mun first. “Please wait here for a moment.”

Geom Woo-bin took Ha Seok-mun to her waiting room, leaving her a message that she should never fight.

“Are you going to deliver the scammer?”

“I don’t think it will be easy.”

‘Why? Is it because of the price?”

“No. Buyer, no matter how expensive it is, it’s meant to be sold. The problem isn’t the price, it’s the tide. The owner of Wolhagiru. It seems that most of Hangzhou’s Giru and Gaekzan have already been threatened. If you get scammed, be prepared to pretend to be with them.”

“Yes? Do you think the threat Jo Hwang-se makes works?”

“That’s it.” Ha Seok-mun said with a troubled expression. “You may not have noticed that the previous head of the family was so easygoing and quiet, so you might not have noticed, but Jo Hwang-se has the power to control Hangzhou’s commercial sphere. There is a saying that it is impossible to pass through Hangzhou without stepping on the land of Jo Huangse.”

According to Ha Seok-moon, the Jo Hwang-se family was running numerous businesses, not only on Wolhagiru, but also on high-quality tea, silk, and grain and salt sales to the imperial palace. “The previous head of the family-operated Wolhagiru because he wanted to use it as a space to entertain guests, but the current headman, Hwang Jo-gil, seems to have a different idea. It looks like they are trying to take out even a single penny and take care of their teeth.”

“Yeah, the rumors weren’t good. In any case, we will stop supplying fraudulent shares to Wolhagiru.”

“What are you going to do?”

“There will be a place for sale soon.”

It was not yet time to talk about Sehwa reopening the Hanghogiru. Of course, one would find that out soon. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be of any help.”

“No. I will contact you soon.” When he went out to the yard, the Blood Lion and Gong Seong-tak were still there.

However, the atmosphere was eerie. Contrary to Geom Woo-bin’s concern that he would be lucky if there was no fight, he felt a strange intimacy. Gong Seong-tak said to Geom Woo-bin, who came in after Ha Seok-mun. “Don’t tell me to become a disciple in the future.”

After saying those words, Gong Seong-tak disappeared. “What happened?”

Do Pyeong-su then spoke with a smirk. “He was an unexpectedly good friend.”

Of course, the response to the word that the fraudsters cut off delivery was not good. However, there was no way to force the delivery of fraudulent stocks in Wolhagiru, as there was no specific contract written. Geom Woo-bin stopped by Hanghogiru on the way back.

“No! Leave it blank there! It’s a place to decorate later! Mister! I told you that the cubicle is not there!” Sehwa was busy running around the interior and supervising the construction.

“How many times do I have to tell you?”

When Sehwa, who had an annoyed expression on her face, saw Geom Woo-bin standing at her entrance, she smiled broadly.

“Sabaek!” Dust was scattered all over the skirt of Sehwa’s skirt as she ran. “What made you come out of town?”

“We stopped delivering to fraudsters on a monthly basis.”

“Wow! So now our Anti-Giru is going to be a monopoly? So, shall we change the name of Girou altogether?”

“How?”

“It’s a streak. Ah! Then it would be a nuisance to the reputation of Sabaek-nim and the masters, right?”

“Is that okay?” Sehwa grabbed Geom Woo-bin, acting all cute. “Sabaek, please talk to the masters. I really want to write the name Oh Seongiru.”

“Fine, okay.” Geom Woo-bin was happy to answer, but from the other side, it was such a riot! a voice was heard “Ahh! Mister! What if I break her fairy statue!”

Her statue of a fairy, which had been painted colorfully, was broken into small fragments. “You shouldn’t have put it in a place like that.”

“I beg your pardon?” Sehwa’s expression hardened at her man’s harsh words.

“If a woman directs, this is a problem. Because she doesn’t know where to put what. His voice is so tight and sharp that he even cares.”

At the harsh-looking carpenter’s words, the eight people gathered around them burst into laughter. “Are you ignoring me as a woman now?”

“What is ignoring! That’s true. Just use me as a director. I’ll do it faster and more reliably than the lady does. Of course it will cost a little more. You can pay with something else. Heh heh..” Sehwa kicked the remains of the fairy statue. A few crumbs hit the carpenter’s feet.

“It costs three silver coins, but it’s a pity. Even after deducting all the wages, you’ve worked so far, two nyangs and two hundred munis are not enough.”

“What? What kind of three things does this fairy statue do!”

It was actually six hundred doors. “No, no! Are you going to pay me for the fairy statue now? This woman is crazy!”

“The crazy thing is that you treat people who give you money.”

“You? Did you decide to see this bitch look rough today?” A hand the size of a carpenter’s pot lid flew towards Sehwa’s cheek. Sehwa lightly grabbed the carpenter’s wrist. Neither the carpenter who hit her nor the workers who were looking around for fun didn’t think that Sehwa would be able to hold her wrist.

“This year…! Uh? What is this?” The arm seized by Sehwa did not move. She pulled her back and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get out.

“Hey, let this go!” The carpenter even blew away his free left hand. It was an indescribable shame to have been caught by Sehwa, who looked so delicate, and couldn’t move. Sehwa struck her fist as it flew into her face.

He was light to Sehwa, but to the carpenter, it was a bone-chilling shock. “Wow!”

A short moan followed by a long moan, which soon turned into a scream.

Sehwa’s fingers were slowly digging into the carpenter’s wrist. “Hey, let this go….”

“What?” The carpenter’s legs trembled and trembled as his knees relaxed. Sehwa kicked the carpenter’s ankle with his foot. The carpenter turned sideways and fell roughly to the floor. A thick layer of dust rose from the impact, but Sehwa did not blink an eye.

Then, the carpenter’s trembling by his wrist was no longer worth caring about. She looked at the workers around her and said, “Who else will ignore me because I’m a woman?”

“Oh no!”

Her men hurriedly denied and avoided her gaze. “Anyway, you know it hurts when you taste it.”

Turning her hand, Sehwa rushed towards Geom Woo-bin. “Ugh, I’m sorry. Did you just throw away your eyes for nothing?”

“It was fun.” Geom Woo-bin, who left her a message to suffer, headed for her manor. As she was passing through a quiet forest, a voice suddenly entered her head.

― Kyung-eun goes to the blood and her blood flows through her blood, so there is no blockage from her white blood to the dragon’s blood. This is the fate of Jincheon nookgak.

While Geom Woo-bin stopped his steps and looked around him, Jincheon’s gugyeol continued to dig into his mind. “What are you doing now?”

He couldn’t see him, but she knew her direction, so she turned towards the big rock and shouted. However, Seong-tak did not stop her singing until the end of one part of the inner airball. Gong Seong-tak, who recited all the gugyeol parts, appeared with an innocent-looking smile. “How? Can you understand?”

“You said you didn’t want to become your disciple!”

“Don’t force me to be my disciple. I wish I could, but I can’t do it if I can’t.”

“Then why are you telling me about non-tools?”

“Tell me to learn the Jincheon nookgak.”

“You mean you don’t make disciples?”

“You don’t have to learn martial arts to learn martial arts, right?”

“I beg your pardon?”

“I tried to seduce you with the strength of the Jincheon nookak, but when I went to the manor… Phew! That seems wrong. So I gave up being your master. But, shouldn’t we be prevented from putting our Jincheon, One Human Person’s Jincheon, One Human Person into action?”

“So, what does that have to do with teaching martial arts to me….”

“A genius like you would be able to realize the misconceptions of the Jincheon Nookak in three years, or at the latest, five years. Daesung requires a longer period of training, but you don’t have to. Find the right person and keep the progress of Jincheon, One Humanity. That’s all I want.”

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