The boat reached the other side in half a day.
Everyone who had safely crossed the river on the boat thanked and then disappeared one by one.
We found a place at an inn not far from the ferry.
It was because of the promise that if we crossed the river properly, we would be allowed to rest for a whole day.
I'm the type of person who likes to keep promises.
On the other hand, I also like it when the promises I make are kept unconditionally.
"Haa... I feel alive."
I took a clean bath in hot water for the first ti in a long ti and then ca down to the restaurant.
When we entered the inn, I asked everyone what they wanted to do first, and surprisingly, rest was a priority over food.
So I told them to do as they pleased, since we were going to rest all day anyway, and I also went in to wash up and ca out.
"What should I eat today?"
I ordered various dishes from the waiter with a happy heart and then sat in the restaurant and looked around.
Although I had just co in without much thought, it was a surprisingly clean and uncrowded inn. It was an inn that would be perfect if only the food was good.
I wasn't worried about the price of the food or lodging.
In the first place, the head of the Zhuge family had given a very generous amount of travel money, and we had co here sleeping rough and eating whatever we could find while running.
In short, it ans that there was no need to spend money.
So it would be enough to indulge for just one day today.
"Ah, Hwi-ya. You ca down first."
The next person to co down was Senior Brother Uncheol.
His hair was still wet, as if he had also washed up.
"Yes. You should order sothing to eat too, Senior Brother. I've already ordered my food."
Then Senior Brother Uncheol also skillfully called the waiter and ordered sothing to eat, and soon the food ca out.
"It seems the others aren't here yet. Shall we eat first?"
"Let's do that."
Senior Brother Uncheol and I silently stuffed food into our mouths.
In fact, at so point, I stopped talking much with my senior brothers.
It's definitely not that our relationship has beco distant.
Rather than that... should I say that we've beco so close that there's no need to talk?
Now, if I just say sothing simple, my senior brothers understand my aning like a ghost and only do things that I like.
The sa goes for training. I can't even rember the last ti I nagged my senior brothers to train.
My senior brothers now seem to have beco bodies that can't live without training as much as... or maybe even more than .
"Oh, by the way, Hwi-ya."
"Yes, Senior Brother."
"I saw earlier... your Taiji Fist was no ordinary thing. It was a movent that reminded of Senior Brother Un Gwang."
"Huh, you recognized it right away? I was also thinking of Senior Brother Un Gwang when I did that move."
"So that's what it was."
"In fact, it's true that Senior Brother Un Gwang knows more about the principles of Taiji and martial arts than I do, right? So I was wondering and researching how Senior Brother Un Gwang would move like that, and fortunately, I was able to unfold it well today."
"If you had dodged earlier, the people behind you would have been in danger. You did well."
"If that had happened, you were going to back up, right, Senior Brother? Because it's more important to prevent people from getting hurt than the outco of the spar."
At my words, Senior Brother Uncheol's eyes went wide.
In fact, I knew.
Among my senior brothers, only Senior Brother Uncheol had moved to back up.
Was it when Mo Yong Baek-jin had lost his reason and was swinging his sword wildly?
My senior brother had put his hand on his scabbard and moved to a position to receive his sword, and if I had dodged his attack, Senior Brother Uncheol would have drawn his sword and saved the common people.
"You... knew."
"Yes. Of course I knew."
"It's not that I didn't trust you. But I thought there might be a situation I didn't know about."
"You did well. Rather, because you were behind earlier, I was able to unfold the Taiji Fist with a peaceful mind. Because I believed that even if I failed, you would block it."
"Keu-heum..."
Although Senior Brother Uncheol coughed awkwardly, my words that I was able to unfold the Taiji Fist thanks to him are sincere.
Of course, the aning was a little different.
'Because I couldn't let my senior brother get hurt trying to block the attack.'
No matter how much Senior Brother Uncheol has improved now, he is still not enough to block the sword that Mo Yong Baek-jin threw with the intention of killing soone without any damage.
It's not that Senior Brother Uncheol is weak, but that Mo Yong Baek-jin is too strong.
Mo Yong Baek-jin seems to have already surpassed the level called first-rate.
Considering his age of only twenty, it is a trendous achievent.
But Senior Brother Uncheol is at the upper level of the second-rate, a little short of the first-rate.
Although you might think that the difference in their skills is not much, the more you go into the world of masters, the more the outco and life and death are decided by a paper-thin difference.
So I thought it was more right for to handle it than to let my senior brother take a risk that could get him hurt.
"By the way, what are you going to do with that guy?"
"Mo Yong Baek-jin?"
"Yes. Seeing that he still hasn't woken up, I wonder if he's seriously injured."
"Although I'm not a doctor, when I saw him earlier, it wasn't a serious injury."
"Really? Then that's a relief."
"His internal injuries are also minor, and as for his external injuries... he has bruises and his tendons are injured and his bones are a little dislocated, but it's not to the point of death."
"....... I think ordinary people would call that a serious injury."
I shrugged my shoulders and said, "It's not to the point of death, and it's to the point where he can fully recover, so it's not a serious injury."
"Was your standard for a serious injury or not divided by whether recovery is possible or not?"
"Of course. I told you before, right? That pain gathers to form growth. In a way, such injuries may also be the foundation for growth. That's what I an."
Since I thought it was a sophism even to myself, I chuckled to myself and then continued, "For now, I'm thinking of waking him up here and, if he wants, accompanying him to the Nangong family."
"To the Nangong family...?"
"Yes. In any case, Mo Yong Baek-jin's destination is the Nangong family, and so are we, right? There's no need for people going the sa way to go separately. Don't you think so?"
At my words, Senior Brother Uncheol reflexively nodded his head, but he had a sowhat anxious expression.
"But will that guy obediently follow our words? I don't think so."
"Then what... I'll just make him follow."
"How?"
"Don't you know better than , Senior Brother?"
At my words, my senior brother suddenly put down the chopsticks he was eating with.
His appetite must have suddenly disappeared.
"Th-That ans... no, then wouldn't our relationship with the Mo Yong family get worse or sothing?"
"Get worse? Why?"
"So, the way you make him listen..."
"It's conversation. Conversation and negotiation."
"Ah...!"
At my words, Senior Brother Uncheol broke out in a sweat and vigorously nodded his head up and down.
"That's right. That's right. Conversation and negotiation. Haha. That's right. That's right."
"Why. No way. Did you think I would hit him until he listened?"
"No? No. You originally like to solve things peacefully through conversation, don't you? Hahaha."
Seeing Senior Brother Uncheol laughing awkwardly and wiping the sweat from his forehead, I let out a small laugh.
In fact, my senior brother is right. For now, we'll try to talk, and if the conversation doesn't work, well... it's only natural that we have to continue the conversation with our bodies.
But in fact, there is another reason why I am concerned about Mo Yong Baek-jin.
'That guy... he won't improve at all for at least the next six or seven years.'
As I said before, Mo Yong Baek-jin is already a first-rate master. A master who can freely handle techniques using internal energy and can fully imbue his sword with energy.
With just that much, he can split a large tree like tofu, and if he's good, he can even cut a rock.
But the problem is that there is almost no difference in skill between the Mo Yong Baek-jin I fought in my past life and the Mo Yong Baek-jin I fought today.
He is now twenty years old. At that ti, he was twenty-seven, I think.
In short, it ans that his growth has stopped.
'It's not a talent that would stop at just that level.'
In fact, although Mo Yong Baek-jin is a very annoying, rude, irritating, impolite, and rciless personality-disordered person, his talent alone is worth seeing.
No matter how much you plaster yourself with advanced martial arts and elixirs, if your own aptitude is lacking, you won't even be able to accept them.
But it's hard to accept that his growth has already stopped.
So I want to sit him next to and find out the reason a little.
No matter how much I dislike him, in the end, the Mo Yong family is also a pillar of the Orthodox Faction.
In the future, when we fight the Demonic Cult, we'll need to borrow even a cat's paw, so if the power of the Mo Yong family is added, it will surely be a great force.
"You were here first. The two of you."
At that ti, Zhuge Yun ca down to the restaurant.
Perhaps because of the long-awaited rest, the atmosphere of the noble young master he had when I first t him had returned.
I bowed my head politely to him and greeted him.
"Older brother, you've co."
"Please don't call older brother, can't you? I apologize like this... heup!"
When I glared at him, Zhuge Yun covered his mouth and said to in a very awkward voice, "Ah. Younger brother. When. Did you co down?"
"It's been a while. I've almost finished eating. Why did it take you so long, older brother?"
"After a long ti. In hot water. I soaked my body, and then, I fell asleep..."
When I slamd the table, Zhuge Yun was startled.
I looked at him and said with a bright smile, "Ah. There was a bug. What did you say? Your tone is so awkward and choppy that I couldn't understand you well."
"Ah, no. I said I put my body in hot water and fell asleep for a while and then ca out."
"Ah. Was that what you said? I thought you were saying you wanted to have a spar with ."
"No way! Wahaha. The atmosphere here is so nice. Waiter! Please bring so food. Anything. Sothing that cos out quickly!"
Zhuge Yun hurriedly called the waiter and changed the atmosphere, and Senior Brother Uncheol and I laughed without reservation.
Although it's only been a few days since he left ho, Zhuge Yun's atmosphere has really changed a lot.
It seems he has forgotten all about the dark past.
And so, our party began to join one by one.
Senior Brothers Unjeong, Unsik, and Unmi also ca down looking neat, and the last person to co down was Miss Zhuge Ling.
To be honest, the mont I saw her, I was surprised once again by her beauty.
Although she wasn't wearing heavy makeup and had just washed off her shabby appearance, her skin seed to glow.
'She's a kid. A kid.'
I said to myself as if I were making a promise, and then I naturally turned my gaze away from her, and Zhuge Ling also ordered food and began to eat.
And so, when everyone's al was about to end.
"Keuk... why... am I here..."
Mo Yong Baek-jin, who was still holding his head and chest as if they were hurting, appeared.
Although I had roughly wiped his face and crumpled him up in the room earlier, his face was still pale, as if he had put on makeup as soon as he woke up.
I waved my hand cheerfully at him.
"I brought you here. Co this way."
"You... you bastard! Where did you bring !"
"Then should I have left you at the bottom of that river? This is an inn in Yuexi, Anhui Province."
"I was clearly having a spar with you..."
"You fainted."
"What?"
"If you faint, you lose. Don't you rember?"
"Ah...!"
His pupils shook back and forth and then returned to their original position, so it seems all his mories have returned now.
"You must be hungry, so co here and have sothing to eat."
"Eat? Do you think I'm in the mood to eat with you?"
"It's a four or five-day journey from here to the Nangong family. The banquet is more than a week away. What does that an? It ans we have plenty of ti."
"Are you playing with words now..."
"It's a play on words. But does my word to sit here and eat sound like a joke...?"
I looked him straight in the eye and said.
Mo Yong Baek-jin, who was staring back at as if he wouldn't lose.
He had a staring contest with for a long ti... and then he sat down at a nearby table with a thud and said, "Waiter. One Yuxiang Donggu and Zhuyeqing... What? The Yuxiang Donggu is not available? Then... bring a Tangcu Liji."
Although it seems he ordered a al according to my words, it was Mo Yong Baek-jin who made it strangely unpleasant even so.
(End of Chapter)
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