So Moogyeol and Woonhyun reacted violently, but for a different reason than before.
"Hey, you punk. Are you crazy? Don't you know who her master is?"
"Yeah. It's Grandmaster Johwasim. Grandmaster Johwasim. Don't you know Grandmaster Johwasim?"
At Woonhyun's words, Moyong Gi flinched.
'That's right. That old man's martial arts are as strong as his nasty temper...'
Although he couldn't even be compared to Chunghuh, he was at the level of Hong Sochen or Jinsan. It seed like it would be a bit difficult for now.
'No. It's not just any place, it's Mount Hua. I'm well-versed in the sword of Mount Hua...'
He had experienced the sword of Mount Hua to the point of being sick of it. It was because Moyong Gi himself was the one who had taught Baek Unseol the sword before his return.
Thanks to that, Baek Unseol had beco the Plum Blossom Swordswoman representing Mount Hua.
'I won't die.'
The calculation was done. Moyong Gi boldly shouted.
"What about Johwasim? What do you want
to do? If he has business, tell him to co himself."
Baek Unseol's face contorted. Woonhyun and So Moogyeol's faces turned pale.
"Did he eat sothing wrong? Do you really want to die?"
"Isn't this guy crazy? Are you in your right mind?"
"That's why I said I don't want to. Why do you keep doing this to soone who says they don't want to? If you're so worried, you guys... huh?"
Moyong Gi turned his gaze. So Moogyeol followed Moyong Gi's gaze.
"Why again? Who is it this ti?"
"Yeon."
Baek Unseol's face hardened slightly. Zhuge Yeon, who was entering Moyong Gi's training room afterwards, tilted her head at the chaotic atmosphere.
"Is sothing wrong? Huh? Miss Baek."
Zhuge Yeon recognized Baek Unseol.
Just as Baek Unseol was about to greet her, Moyong Gi was first.
"Where have you been?"
"My uncle wanted to see ."
"Your uncle? You an Strategist Zhuge?"
One is your master, and the other is your uncle.
Baek Unseol's face hardened a little more, but Moyong Gi did not recognize it.
"Why Strategist Zhuge?"
"Ah, that's... my uncle wanted
to tell you to see him."
"Who? ?"
"Yes."
Moyong Gi's face contorted.
"Is it so kind of special day today? Why are so many people looking for ?"
Tang Hwagi, Johwasim, and even Zhuge Guk. He was starting to get annoyed.
However, he did not forget to nod readily.
"Tell him I understand."
Zhuge Yeon's face lit up.
"Yes. Then I'll do that..."
"Hey! Moyong Gi, you!"
Baek Unseol glared at Moyong Gi with teary eyes. Moyong Gi's face contorted.
"Ah, why are you shouting..."
"Forget it! I'm not seeing you anymore!"
And then, she ran out of the training room.
"Unseol!"
Cheon Youngyoung chased after Baek Unseol, and Moyong Gi just stared with a contorted face.
Zhuge Yeon, watching him, said.
"Did I do sothing wrong?"
Moyong Gi shook his head.
"It's not that."
"It doesn't seem like it's not that..."
"I said it's not. Don't worry about it."
Tang Somun, who was staring blankly in a corner, sighed.
'It's so noisy here.'
At that mont, Myung Jin stood up from his seat.
"Is it all over now?"
Moyong Gi looked back at Myung Jin.
"Why you too? Is soone else looking for ?"
Myung Jin's face contorted.
"It's not that."
"Then?"
"It's a problem with the lightness technique training. Do we have to keep doing this?"
Moyong Gi tilted his head.
"Ah, right. How many were in your training rooms?"
"Sixteen."
"Oh..."
Moyong Gi looked at Zhuge Yeon.
"How many do you have?"
"Sixteen."
"You too?"
"Yes."
Moyong Gi observed Myung Jin, So Moogyeol, and Zhuge Yeon. But they were clean. Not a single wound.
They had learned quite a bit about how to move in a narrow space.
'Other things are impossible for now...'
Moyong Gi stroked his beardless chin.
So Moogyeol asked with an anxious face.
"Surely... you're not going to put in more, are you?"
It was a very narrow space. If he put in more, there would be no space to escape. Putting in more than this was not training, but torture.
"Why, do you want to do more?"
"Are you crazy? There's no more space to escape."
So Moogyeol shook his head violently. Moyong Gi chuckled.
"Forget it. You don't have to do more."
"Really?"
So Moogyeol's face lit up. However, he soon gritted his teeth with eyes flashing with madness.
"These damn dogs. They've been sucking my blood all this ti, haven't they?"
"Did he eat sothing wrong? Why is he suddenly like this?"
Woonhyun answered for So Moogyeol.
"What do you an, what? The beggar is excited at the thought of catching a dog."
Moyong Gi had a look of disbelief. So Moogyeol was busy grinning.
"Do you guys want to eat too? This is surprisingly delicious."
"I'm not eating, you bastard. And don't catch them either."
So Moogyeol had a dissatisfied face.
"Why? Aren't they just useless mutts anyway?"
"They're not mutts. They're guard dogs. I borrowed them."
"Aish. How can I rember all that? They won't know if one of them disappears."
"Shut up. Anyway, don't catch them. These guys have to use them too, right?"
As Moyong Gi gestured with his chin towards the two, Woonhyun and Tang Somun, Woonhyun was terrified.
"I have to do it too?"
"Then were you not going to?"
So Moogyeol's face lit up.
"Then. I have to. Of course I have to."
So Moogyeol nodded at the end of every word.
Woonhyun quickly snatched So Moogyeol's arm.
"Don't do it. You don't have to. Let's just catch one. I want to try dog at once too."
"I'm not catching it. I'm not eating it. Why would you catch those pretty things?"
Woonhyun looked crestfallen, but Tang Somun, who did not know the situation, just stared blankly.
At that mont, Myung Jin spoke again.
"There's one more thing."
"What now?"
"It's a problem with the sword art. The progress is slow these days."
This was a problem that Moyong Gi also knew well.
Since they dueled every day, it was impossible not to know.
Unlike Woonhyun and Cheon Youngyoung, who still had strength left, the growth rate of Myung Jin, So Moogyeol, and Zhuge Yeon had noticeably slowed down.
"That's right. I can sohow receive up to thirty moves, but more than that is really impossible."
So Moogyeol also nodded as if he agreed.
They say that the beginning is difficult and the rest is easy.
But when you apply this to martial arts, it's half right and half wrong.
It was because although the beginning was difficult, the rest was even more difficult.
Moyong Gi used his head.
"Hmm..."
To solve this problem, they had to realize it themselves.
Or soone had to force them to realize it.
"It's not that there's no way..."
Myung Jin's eyes sparkled.
"Is there a way?"
So Moogyeol also showed curiosity.
"Really? Is that possible?"
It was So Moogyeol, who put a lot of effort into martial arts while pretending not to. He couldn't not know his own state.
He had asked Hong Sochen out of frustration, but he had been greatly disappointed at the words that ti would solve it.
But since he said there was a way, he couldn't help but be interested.
Moyong Gi grinned.
"Of course. Do you guys want to try it?"
Myung Jin nodded without even thinking.
"I'll do it."
But So Moogyeol was anxious.
It was the sa smile he had shown when he had said he would teach him the lightness technique.
He unknowingly looked around with anxious eyes and then confird Zhuge Yeon, who was staring blankly.
"Yeon is doing it too, right?"
"Huh?"
Moyong Gi flinched. So Moogyeol's eyes narrowed.
"Yeon is doing it too, right?"
Moyong Gi hesitated and could not easily reply.
'This slls fishy.'
So Moogyeol's eyes narrowed even more.
But Moyong Gi didn't seem to be able to. So he changed his prey.
"Yeon, you're going to do it too, right? Right?"
"Huh? ?"
Zhuge Yeon's eyes widened as if she was contemplating, but she soon shook her head.
"I'm not ntally prepared yet..."
Moyong Gi quickly picked it up.
"That's right. She can't. She has to get her mind together first..."
"What do you an, get her mind together. Yeon, are you not going to participate in the Pure Martial Grand Tournant? Are you just going to give up?"
"Huh? That's..."
A feeling of confusion fell over Zhuge Yeon's face.
The feeling of not wanting to fight was at the forefront, and she had missed sothing important.
The feeling of not wanting to fight and the desire to learn clashed.
So Moogyeol did not miss the opportunity.
"Let's just do it. It's not like he's telling us to hit soone. Looking at what this guy is doing, we'll be the ones getting beaten up, not hitting soone."
"What nonsense are you talking about? I said she needs to get her mind together more."
Moyong Gi blocked So Moogyeol. But Zhuge Yeon's heart was stealthily moved.
She was still scared when she thought of that day.
When she recalled Eon Juhye's fist with the bone fragnts sticking out, she got goosebumps. But she couldn't hide her greed.
The Pure Martial Grand Tournant was that great a temptation.
Moreover, the fact that Moyong Gi's training did not involve seeing blood was also a reason.
"Th-then
too..."
Moyong Gi desperately cut off Zhuge Yeon's words.
"What do you an, you too? I said you need to get your mind together more."
"He said he's fine, why are you stopping him? By any chance, is it sothing strange again?"
So Moogyeol glared at Moyong Gi with sullen eyes. Moyong Gi was startled and quickly waved his hand.
"No, it's not that..."
"Then why are you stopping him? Is it really sothing strange? Or can Yeon do it too?"
Moyong Gi looked at Zhuge Yeon.
Zhuge Yeon had an innocent face that said she didn't know anything.
Moyong Gi looked at Zhuge Yeon with a troubled face and then finally squeezed his eyes shut.
"Alright. Do it, do it. It'll be fine if you do it."
"This is just annoying."
So Moogyeol glared at Moyong Gi and then looked at Zhuge Yeon and smiled brightly.
"He said you can do it too."
Moyong Gi, without anyone knowing, gritted his teeth.
'So Moogyeol, you bastard! I'll give you special managent.'
***
Moyong Gi, unlike his usual self, cupped his hands politely.
"I am Moyong Gi."
"I am Zhuge Guk. Please sit there."
"Thank you."
Moyong Gi was careful with each and every one of his movents. It was not just anyone, but Zhuge Yeon's uncle. There was nothing to be gained from being disliked.
'I have to make a good impression. It's a strict family as it is...'
In fact, the word 'strict' did not fit.
If you knew a little about the reality, it was a family that would make you lose all affection.
He had softened it a lot because it was where Zhuge Yeon belonged.
'Co to think of it, both Yeon and this gentleman are quite strange. To have warmth even while being pushed around by such people.'
They were all people of the Zhuge family, who exuded a cold aura.
Although Moyong Gi did not know whether it was their innate disposition or if they had been educated that way, one thing he was sure of was that they were cold enough to cut off even their own bloodline if necessary.
'This gentleman and Yeon were also cut off like that.'
The Zhuge family, which was quick to calculate, had turned to the emperor.
Because of that, they were targeted by both the martial world and the governnt, so the two had no place to set foot in the vast world.
After several desperate escapes, Zhuge Guk had died, and only Zhuge Yeon had barely joined the Dragon Slaying Brigade.
'Yeon's face at that ti was quite a sight...'
There were no other emotions, only venom.
To the extent that Cheol Muhan had broken out in a cold sweat trying to stop her from rashly pushing into the Imperial Palace.
'Still, Yeon did a great job.'
Before Zhuge Yeon had joined, the Dragon Slaying Brigade was busy just hitting and running. It was a repetition of aningless fights. They couldn't even get near the Imperial Palace.
But after Zhuge Yeon had joined, the Dragon Slaying Brigade began to move with a purpose.
All fights were thoroughly aid at the Imperial Palace. And they had finally succeeded in infiltrating the Imperial Palace.
Everything had co from Zhuge Yeon's head.
'Looking at it now, I wonder how she did such a thing.'
The Zhuge Yeon of now and the Zhuge Yeon of then were completely different people.
The clumsy appearance of the current Zhuge Yeon was unimaginable in the her of then.
It was the Zhuge Yeon of that ti, who always maintained a coldness as if not a single drop of blood would co out even if pricked with a needle.
'It couldn't be helped.'
Moyong Gi was like that, and Myung Jin was like that.
All of the Dragon Slaying Brigade, except for Cheol Muhan, were like that.
It was Cheol Muhan, who had maintained his sanity in that situation, who was the strange one.
'I hope she doesn't change this ti...'
(End of Chapter)
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