Just as the vassals' good deeds to make the na of Tang Family known were beginning, Cheonyeong headed to the abandoned lumberyard that Nosanggae had told him about.
If Nosanggae himself recomnded it, he must not be an ordinary carpenter.
But an abandoned lumberyard.
A place where unusable wood from logging is discarded.
A place where anyone can work as long as they are physically able.
Of course, the pay must be low.
"Why would a carpenter be needed... at an abandoned lumberyard? Are they building a warehouse or sothing?"
But he would find out when he t him.
There's no way Nosanggae, who is the branch chief of the Beggars' Sect, would lie to him.
On his way to the abandoned lumberyard, Cheonyeong bought a bottle of alcohol at an inn.
A good first impression is always important.
Especially if you want to work them for a cheap price.
"Wow!"
Cheonyeong, who had arrived at the abandoned lumberyard, which was quite far from Ganyang, couldn't hide his surprise at the sight before him.
So much discarded wood...
They've cut down a mountain, they've cut down a mountain.
To damage nature so severely...
Well, he's not the Son of Heaven, so he's not in a position to strive for nature conservation.
"Excuse ."
Cheonyeong, who was standing in front of the abandoned lumberyard, spoke to a worker who was working nearby.
"Who... are you?"
A hairy man with a huge build turned his head.
Is it because of the hard work?
The muscles revealed between his unbuttoned shirt were showing off their presence, saying, 'Look here.'
They bulged with every movent...
And from the hairy man's expression and gaze, his inner thoughts were clearly read. He's a kid, but his clothes look quite high-class, so I'll at least use honorifics...
"I'm looking for soone."
"Soone? Who are you looking for?"
"By any chance, is there... a Mr. Ahn who was a carpenter here?"
"Carpenter Ahn? Ahn Chilgang?"
Seeing that he even ntioned his na, he seed to know him.
But his expression...
And the way he looked him up and down from head to toe.
The sudden change in his attitude must be because of Carpenter Ahn.
And the reason for that doesn't seem to be very good.
"Why are you looking for him?"
His tone even beca blunt.
As if he were looking for soone he shouldn't be looking for.
The saying that if the words that co are nice, the words that go will be nice isn't there for no reason... if he has that kind of expression right away, it's troubleso.
But he can't just swing his fist at the first eting.
Cheonyeong, who maintained a natural smile, said in a friendly tone.
"I have sothing to ask of him."
"Him? You're the first one to call Carpenter Ahn 'him'."
"..."
"And a request? What kind of request?"
The hairy man's tone had now completely changed to informal speech.
Haa, whether it's an adult or a kid... it's very troubleso if they have no manners like this.
But let's endure it one more ti.
"That's... I'd like to tell him in person."
"That's... not possible."
"Yes?"
He had been as polite as possible, but the reaction he got was not.
And he's even flexing his muscles and giving a subtle pressure.
"Hey, I don't know which family's young master you are... but what's the reason for eting Ahn Chilgang?"
"..."
"First, tell the reason."
At his high-handed attitude, the smile on Cheonyeong's lips deepened.
"If I tell you the reason, will you guide ?"
"That's for to judge."
The hairy man smiled eerily and showed off his muscles again.
No matter how I think about it... it's a threat.
"Hmm, so you're saying you have no intention of letting et him?"
"If you understand it that way, you can just go back."
The hairy man smiled and nodded his head.
"Hmm..."
Cheonyeong stroked his chin and thought.
If this man is acting like this, there must be a reason.
But his attitude is very annoying.
Then of course...
"By any chance, are you the owner of the abandoned lumberyard?"
"No way."
"Hmm, I see. Then don't bother and move aside."
"What?"
"I don't know why you're making a fuss when you're not even the owner."
"What, what did you say?"
At Cheonyeong's suddenly changed attitude, the hairy man's expression contorted.
"Ha, I've seen so absurd kids. A little thing that would burst if I squeezed it, where did you co from!"
The hairy man reached out his large hand as if to grab Cheonyeong by the collar.
His forearms and the back of his hands are so hairy... is he a monkey?
Swoosh.
As Cheonyeong slightly stepped back, the man's hand grabbed the empty air.
"Oh? Look at this kid. You've got a move, huh? You rude little bastard!"
I don't understand.
Did soone teach that a polite bastard should just let his collar be grabbed?
"I was going to treat you well because your clothes are nice!"
Whoosh!
The hairy man reached out his hand again.
A little faster than before.
He was just opening his hand, but it was no different from a punch.
Whoosh, whoosh whoosh.
But because Cheonyeong moved one step, and then another, he only grabbed the empty air.
"You little rat!"
Finally, the angry hairy man swung his fist at Cheonyeong with determination.
This is so troubleso...
What on earth did I do, to suddenly get punched?
If you do this...
"I'm in a real bind!"
One step forward.
Cheonyeong, who had been only dodging, suddenly approached the hairy man's chest.
Thwack!
And his fingers brushed past his neck.
"Huh? Uh uh... why is my body like this?"
Since he had hit a vital point, of course he couldn't move.
"V, vital point?"
The hairy man, who had frozen stiff with his fist extended, opened his eyes wide like lanterns in surprise, and Cheonyeong smiled and nodded his head.
Yeah. That's right.
But you should have realized it right when you were hit.
Your reaction is so slow.
"Did you think I'd just keep enduring it? You should have been moderate. You just had to tell where Carpenter Ahn is."
"Th... th..."
At Cheonyeong's sigh, the hairy man struggled to move his body.
His face turned red, and the veins on his muscles bulged.
It seems words won't work... should I make him realize what situation he's in?
Just as Cheonyeong was about to land a glorious punch on the guy's belly.
"Intruder! An enemy has appeared!"
"...What?"
Suddenly, the hairy man scread at the top of his lungs, his neck veins bulging.
I was surprised.
Why is his voice so loud?
Maybe because I heard it right next to , my ears are ringing... huh... huh?
Cheonyeong, who was annoyedly picking his ear, frowned at the sight of people running over, raising a cloud of dust.
A giant, and another giant.
Giants as big as the hairy man were flocking from all sides.
But... is this the usual attire for an abandoned lumberyard?
If they're not going to button it up, why are they all wearing shirts.
And they're all showing off their muscles.
"This bastard! This kid!"
At the hairy man's words, the giants surrounded Cheonyeong and made a dumbfounded expression.
"An enemy?"
"Yeah, it seems so."
"Ha!"
Was it because he was smaller than them?
The giants' expressions were all the sa.
It was a sneer.
And Cheonyeong, who was standing alone in the midst of that sneer, let out a deep sigh.
Just by looking... it's not an ordinary abandoned lumberyard.
How can a place that threatens a custor who has co with such a cold reception be called ordinary?
"Nosanggae... you... you beggar-like human."
There's no way he doesn't know.
Because he's the branch chief of the Beggars' Sect.
He knew and sent on purpose.
Because he wanted to see how I would react...
He'll probably deny it later, saying he didn't know.
You damn human.
He must be watching from sowhere far away.
Himself, or at least one of his beggars.
"Hey, kid. Who sent you?"
"What did you do to our brother?"
"Aren't you going to release him quickly?"
"A kid whose blood hasn't even dried on his head!"
"..."
Their tone and actions.
It's a clear provocation... a threat.
There's no way the giants of the abandoned lumberyard would only act like this to him.
If they harass people for no reason?
"...They're bad guys."
Cheonyeong let out a small laugh and tilted his head slightly to the side.
"You guys, you won't answer even if I ask, right? Where Carpenter Ahn is."
"What did you say?"
"No, forget it. That Nosanggae person seems to want to find out about ... I can't help it. He'll find out later anyway. I'll just give him a little taste."
"What? What kind of nonsense is this kid talking about?"
The giant in front squinted his eyes differently and looked at him.
"Do you think I'm talking nonsense? How much did I pay for the food I ate."
"What's that..."
Before the giant could finish his words, Cheonyeong's feet lightly kicked the ground.
Thwack!
Cheonyeong, who had lightly flown up, appeared in front of the giant's eyes.
"Ugh!"
The giant was surprised.
Crack!
The fist that he had clenched and pulled with all his might hit the giant's face.
"Kuaaak!"
Just one punch.
He didn't even need much strength.
The giant's muscles?
Are they on his nose too?
In front of the fallen giant, just as Cheonyeong grinned, the startled giants' eyes widened and they shouted.
"Damn it! Everyone, grab your weapons! Get him!"
The giants, who realized that Cheonyeong was not an ordinary opponent from his movent that closed the distance in an instant and his punch that knocked down a comrade in one blow, picked up wooden clubs.
So even picked up the broadswords that were hidden in the piled-up wood.
A cold smile appeared on the lips of Cheonyeong, who was surrounded by them.
"You've... drawn your weapons, huh?"
This makes it certain.
The muscles were enough, but they even took out their weapons... what else could it an but that they intend to kill?
In other words, from now on, you are not the workers of the abandoned lumberyard...
But the enemies who are after my life.
"Do you guys know?"
"What?"
"This place... is so remote that there's no one around."
"What kind of bullshit is that!"
"What do you an, what is that... it ans that no matter what happens here, people will have no idea."
Of course, at least one of the Beggars' Sect's rats must be watching.
Stepping on the fallen giant, Cheonyeong smiled eerily and controlled his breathing.
"Hoo..."
The Twin-Cultivation Samyang Origin Art
A martial art left by an unknown master who had pursued the ultimate martial art.
Thanks to that, he had returned like this after death and was living a completely different life from the past.
Isn't this the first debut of that grateful and grateful martial art?
Moderately?
There's no such thing.
Because you guys started the fight first.
And you even drew your swords.
"...I'll break you properly!"
With his breath, the Samyang True Ki, which had created a whirlwind in his dantian and expanded, spread to his four limbs and hundred vessels.
And it began to be released at once, following Cheonyeong's swinging fist.
If it were bare fists, it would be appropriate to aim for the vital points and neutralize them.
But a fist imbued with true ki can even break rocks.
Kwaaang!
The fist containing the Samyang True Ki slamd into the bodies of the giants who were flocking from all sides.
There are eyes watching, so he can't use his full strength... but with just ten percent of his strength, their muscles are useless.
Crack! Thump!
* * *
"H, how... how can that be?"
Oyong's eyes, who had followed Cheonyeong on Nosanggae's order, widened.
The abandoned lumberyard... is connected to Yin Hand Chamber.
So so of the people here were mbers of Yin Hand Chamber.
Fifteen mbers of Yin Hand Chamber had flocked at the shout.
It was a level that was even difficult for him.
But...
"Ha!"
Cheonyeong was making a complete ss.
Thump! Thump thump!
Every ti Cheonyeong's hands and feet stretched out like a ray of light and were swung, the giants were slamd into the ground.
And.
Crack!
"Kuaaak!"
His handiwork was even cruel.
Even though he had the skill to subdue them, he was breaking the giants' limbs without changing his expression.
And his expression, why is it so excited...
He didn't even allow them to escape.
One of the giants, who was scared by his cruel handiwork and was running away, was caught by Cheonyeong's hand and his ankle was broken.
"Hahaha! This is so refreshing! Co here! Who told you to run away!"
At the eerie echo of Cheonyeong's laughter, Oyong frowned as if he had a headache.
The bluish energy surrounding his fist... he clearly knows how to use internal energy.
He doesn't just know how to use it... he knows how to use it properly.
The branch chief had repeatedly told him to stop them if a fight broke out...
"Damn it, how can I stop that? He seems to be much higher-ranked than ."
(End of Chapter)
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