Kang Sogun Novel Chapter 90

Namgung Ryeong's efforts had paid off.

Through the open window, she could see Kang Sogun passing by.

Namgung Ryeong flew like a swallow and perched on the wall.

'Where has he been and what has he been doing that his face has beco so bright?'

Namgung Ryeong muttered to herself as she looked at Kang Sogun's face.

The events in the Martial Tomb were a mory like a brand that could not be erased for Kang Sogun.

It was also sothing he could not tell anyone. But after confiding in Baek Jeongmu, his heart had beco much lighter without him even realizing it.

So even though he had stayed up all night, his face was full of life.

"Is that Young Master Kang?"

Kang Sogun looked up at Namgung Ryeong, who was perched on the wall.

"If there's a going, there must be a coming, right?"

At the unexpected question, Kang Sogun tilted his head.

"If I guided you, shouldn't you at least buy

a drink?"

The cunning Namgung Ryeong had already figured out that Kang Sogun was clumsy in interpersonal relationships.

So she openly urged him to buy her a drink.

"It is not a difficult matter. When you have ti, please tell ..."

"They say you should strike while the iron is hot. Let's go now!"

Namgung Ryeong jumped down from the wall.

"Now..."

"You said to tell you when I have ti. I only have ti now. I have to leave the capital soon."

Namgung Ryeong blocked his escape route.

Kang Sogun strangely felt cornered when he talked with Namgung Ryeong.

"Please wait a mont at the restaurant."

Kang Sogun went into his residence, changed his clothes, and ca out.

But Namgung Ryeong was waiting in that spot.

"I thought I told you to wait at the restaurant..."

Namgung Ryeong smiled brightly and said.

"If you're going to buy it anyway, you should buy it at a good place."

'She is truly a resourceful child.'

In Kang Sogun's eyes, Namgung Ryeong was still a young girl. But seeing the dignity of the Namgung family, he was speaking to her with half-respect.

He had almost no experience eting won other than Jang Yeongyeong.

As soon as he was engaged to Jang Yeongyeong at the age of sixteen, he had entered the military and had wandered the battlefields of the frontier as a young general.

Even after coming out of the Martial Tomb, he had not exchanged words with a woman until he had t Yeon Hwasim.

Namgung Ryeong was different from both Jang Yeongyeong and Yeon Hwasim.

When Jang Yeongyeong had first t him as a child, she had co up to him and had asked him to hold her hand. Since she was young, she had followed whatever he said. It was no exaggeration to say that they were like siblings.

Yeon Hwasim was a woman he could not understand. In her seemingly weak appearance, there was a firm will, and although she seed calm, there was a recklessness.

On the other hand, Namgung Ryeong was unrestrained. Although she had a straightforward personality, she had a cunningness that could entangle the other person with a few words so that they could not escape.

'The won of martial families are very different from the daughters of powerful families.'

Although he had not had any exchanges with won other than Jang Yeongyeong, he knew how the daughters of powerful families grew up.

"What are you doing? Shall I lead the way? I have a place in mind, let's go there."

As Kang Sogun was lost in other thoughts, Namgung Ryeong drove a wedge.

***

Gu Yangsu was a person who could not be figured out at all.

He had thought he would only accompany them to the village, but he had stayed at the sa inn.

Although they had taken rooms far apart from each other, strangely, he had co out at the exact al tis.

Above all, his gloomy gaze that stared at people was uncomfortable.

At Gu Yangsu's constantly following gaze, the Three Tigers of Shandong had to go out to the marketplace and do real business that was not in their fate.

They sold the silk they had prepared as a disguise and purchased goods such as dicinal herbs, tea, and handicrafts.

Sim Mabaek, who was packing the bundles of goods, grumbled.

"Older brother, let's rather lure him to a quiet place and kill him."

But they could not do that.

After the third young master, Gu Yangun, had died, what had Gu Yeongang done? He had co chasing, even sacrificing half of the Heavenly Martial Faction's military power.

If they killed Gu Yangsu, he would bring the remaining half.

If it were just them, it would not matter.

Since they were wanderers of the world anyway, they could just kill him and go to see the sights of the foreign lands far away.

But Yeon Hwasim and Jungrang were in a different situation.

They had a place where they had to put down roots.

"I really don't know that bastard's intentions. It's clear that he knows our identities and is following us, but it doesn't seem like he has any sche to pull."

Wi Eunghwan was also confused.

"I think he is probably looking for an opportunity to kidnap Hwasim. Isn't he waiting for support?"

It was Jungrang's opinion.

"Then I will kill him right away."

Yeon Hwasim wished for that.

Yeon Hwasim, who had lost her fear of fighting since entering the realm of mastery.

"If he had the intention of capturing her, he would have tried to catch her right away on the mountain path back then."

Jang Mugang's words were right.

There was the hundred-strong Demon Suppression Brigade. It did not make sense for him to call for support after coming alone, leaving them behind.

In fact, whenever Gu Yangsu t them in the morning and evening, he only made idle talk and showed no other movents.

"This is the end. Let's leave the village at dawn tomorrow."

"If he follows again."

"Let's just go in the opposite direction. Then he will reveal his hidden intentions."

"I'm telling you, let's just beat him to death."

"No!"

The next day.

Jang Mugang's party woke up at dawn and quietly left the inn.

Amazingly, Gu Yangsu was waiting on his horse outside the village entrance.

"You're leaving too? Haha. It seems our fate is deep."

"Thank you for everything. We must part here. Please go first."

Jang Mugang bowed his waist politely.

"Hey, what a sad thing to say. Let's go together as travel companions."

The mont Gu Yangsu ca out shalessly, Jang Mugang and Sim Mabaek t each other's eyes.

'Let's kill him!'

Whether he knew their decision or not, Gu Yangsu followed alongside them.

When they had gone about ten li out of the village, Gu Yangsu said.

"I saw what kind of goods you were selling, and there was nothing special. But to travel with two guards is rather asking for trouble. It attracts attention, as if you are carrying so precious goods."

"How can there be such goods? But since the security is unstable these days, it can't be helped."

"No, no. That's not it. Those two guards are useless if you et bandits. Even those bastards would find it difficult to handle them."

As Gu Yangsu pointed, about ten people were sitting at the foot of a low mountain.

'Hah. Now even all sorts of riffraff.'

Jang Mugang's fist trembled.

Gu Yangsu grinned and said.

"Those kinds of bastards, you know. They grasp the opponent's strength and co in matching numbers. So it's better to travel without guards. If you look like you have nothing, no one will touch you."

Gu Yangsu said teasingly and then turned his gaze to Yeon Hwasim.

"And... if you're going to use a guard anyway, a beauty like this won't do. It's more likely to bring disaster."

The corner of Yeon Hwasim's eye, which was revealed outside the face veil, went up.

Although he had never shown his true face in front of Gu Yangsu, he spoke as if he had seen it.

Jang Mugang could not stand it any longer.

"Young Master Gu Yang, what on earth is your intention in following us?"

Gu Yangsu grinned.

He t Jang Mugang's gaze head-on and said.

"Oh. Are you finally showing your true colors? It's a sha. It was very interesting to watch the world-famous Three Tigers of Shandong bowing and scraping in the marketplace, doing business. You were very good at it."

"As expected, you knew from the beginning and followed us."

Jang Mugang smiled bitterly. He had even played the role of a rchant for nothing.

Before he knew it, Gu Yangsu and Jang Mugang's party had distanced themselves and were in a confrontational posture.

Yeon Hwasim suddenly stepped forward and drew her sword.

"Gu Yangsu! I cannot live under the sa sky as the Heavenly Martial Faction. Get off your horse."

"Miss Yeon. I'm disappointed. We've been living well under the sa roof for a few days, why are you suddenly doing this?"

Gu Yangsu let out a gloomy smile and then turned his head.

"Let's talk among ourselves later, shouldn't we do sothing about those bastards first? They're coming, asking to be killed."

The gang, who had been waiting, seeing that the party had stopped on the way and were confronting each other, ca up with their weapons.

"What? You stopped on the way. Did you notice?"

The man, who was wearing only a black vest and had a saber slung over his shoulder, seed to be the leader.

His physique was solid, so he did not seem to be a completely naless riffraff.

"Wait! You there, stop right there."

Gu Yangsu, who was still sitting on his horse, shouted at the approaching group. Then he swung his hand.

-Swish!

A dagger flew like an arrow. It was so fast that it could not even be seen.

"Hah!"

The leader took a breath and quickly turned his head.

The dagger grazed the leader's ear by a hair's breadth and then was embedded in the face of the person behind him.

"Aargh!"

The man, who had a dagger suddenly embedded in his face, scread and fell backward.

The leader was terrified.

"What? That bastard?"

It was a distance of about ten feet. A small dagger had flown that distance and had been embedded.

Wi Eunghwan's eyes twitched again. He had seen Gu Yangsu's dagger art when he had faced the bandits, and he was seeing it again.

The other people were also inwardly surprised.

Gu Yangsu's physique was on the small side, so he did not look very strong. But he had killed an enemy from that far away.

Jang Mugang and the others had been chased by the Heavenly Martial Faction and had heard various information from the Great Righteous Martial Hall.

Among the three brothers of the Heavenly Martial Faction, the eldest young master, Gu Yangjo's, martial arts were the highest, and the next was the dead third young master, Gu Yangun.

They had only heard that Gu Yangsu's martial arts were at the level of a first-class martial artist, but they had never heard anything about his dagger art.

Gu Yangsu himself clicked his tongue.

"Tsk, he dodged it? Is it really impossible for a bastard who is facing

from a distance of ten feet?"

The leader, who had almost died at Gu Yangsu's dagger, was enraged.

"Kill that bastard first!"

The gang rushed in.

Then Gu Yangsu turned his horse and fell back behind Jang Mugang's party.

"Fighting and hitting is not really my thing..."

At Gu Yangsu's shaless words, Jang Mugang and the others were at a loss for words.

"Eunghwan, you sweep them away."

Sim Mabaek said to Wi Eunghwan.

With Wi Eunghwan's hidden weapon art, he could knock down the rushing group at once.

Sim Mabaek was telling him to show the essence of the hidden weapon art to Gu Yangsu, who was proud of his dagger art.

But Wi Eunghwan shook his head.

"I don't want to see blood today."

Sim Mabaek looked at Wi Eunghwan with a blank face and then untied the spear that was wrapped in cloth and tied to the side of his horse.

"Do you think you won't see it just because you don't want to?"

Sim Mabaek grumbled, held his spear, and stepped forward.

In the anti, the gang had co.

Sim Mabaek narrowed his stride, ran, and then spun his spear like a windmill.

"Hey, you riffraff!"

-Thwack! Thwack!

Sim Mabaek, who had not been able to fight properly for several months, swung his spear excitedly and beat the gang.

As he hit them with the feeling of hitting Gu Yangsu, strength naturally entered the spear shaft.

"Kuh! A master!"

"Run away!"

The gang scread and were scattered on the road in an instant. One of their arms or legs was inevitably broken.

"To rape a rchant in broad daylight. You should be glad that my younger brother broke only your arms and legs because he didn't want to see blood."

Sim Mabaek made a stern warning.

Then Gu Yangsu rode his horse forward again.

"Shouldn't you have killed them all? If you beat them to death, no blood will co out."

The leader gritted his teeth and shouted.

"We are the Zhanghe Faction. Do you think you will be safe after doing this?"

"The Zhanghe Faction?"

If it was the Zhanghe Faction, it was a faction that controlled the Yangtze River basin in this area and was quite famous.

Jang Mugang frowned. They had to cross the Yangtze River this way and go south, but it had beco troubleso.

Just then, Gu Yangsu clicked his tongue.

"Oh dear, the Zhanghe Faction's pillars must have been pulled out by now, right? Maybe your comrades are waiting for you on the road to the underworld."

The leader was enraged.

"What are you talking about? What do you take the Zhanghe Faction for?"

"Hehehe. I don't know about the Zhanghe Faction, but I know the Heavenly Martial Faction's Demon Suppression Brigade well. Since all of the Demon Suppression Brigade went, they must have been completely destroyed."

"What? The Heavenly Martial Faction? Why is the Heavenly Martial Faction here?"

The leader also knew about the Heavenly Martial Faction. But this was the territory of the Great Righteous Martial Hall.

"You're a stupid bastard. Haven't you ever fought for territory? Now this is the territory of the Heavenly Martial Faction, and they've spat on it."

(End of Chapter)