Chapter 965

965 times. Isn’t it said that the white tiger is a

spiritual creature?

To a martial artist, winning is a matter of pride.

In particular, to restore damaged pride, you must defeat your opponent.

However, Uicheon Geomjon declared a draw at the end.

It feels like the rain dance and even the final finish have been delayed.

But that’s not the problem.

Uicheon Geomzon declared a draw, so if he asked for a rematch, I had to comply.

At any rate, if there had been no progress at home and abroad by then, he would feel the humiliation he had received today again.

But now I had no choice but to accept his words.

Because you know you’re a loser.

Namgung Byeok, who had been silent, asked with a lead sword.

“What if?”

The answer came from the mouth of the Mugeuk Merchant, the Hocheon Lord.

“The two of you will have to catch the blade again and see the match. However, Bindo also has a debt to the Sword King for Jung Won-hyeon’s work, so you have to fight with Bindo first. Of course, I won’t be afraid to fight now. How much time can I give you to refine yourself?”

“Fortnight is enough.”

The Merchant Nodded his head.

It seems that the sword king’s internal and external injuries are lighter than expected.

“If not, we will meet here at noon on the twenty-fiveth day, fifteen days later. Will you have any objections?”

“No objection.”

Namgung Byeok did not even mention the problem of Nanjing.

It’s because the loser himself can’t say this or that.

No, on the contrary, I hoped that Nanjing would not be mentioned.

This is because it is a situation that is being dragged around no matter what you do now.

Did his wind come through?

The three great masters of Hocheonmaeng said goodbye to Namgung Byeok, as if they had no more business.

After a while, the four great masters disappeared in different directions.

***

Ra Jeon Hyun.

Introductory equivalent.

Around noon, two carriages stopped at an inn at the entrance of Mount Deungga.

Before long, seven men, women and children alighted from the two carriages.

They are the family members of Seokgyeongjang.

The heartache that had been looking around came to Yeonjeokha.

“Gongja. I don’t think you’ll find the village if you go further, so why don’t you have lunch here while taking a break?”

“Is that so?”

Yeon Jeok-ha did not object either.

I thought that would be better than eating dry food in the middle of the mountain.

However, the inn was already full of people, so there were no empty seats.

Without any choice, the people of Seokgyeongjang had to sit huddled together on the street.

As they settled down, a girl who appeared to be a teenager from the inn approached them.

“Are you here for lunch?”

He seemed to be asking because it was still early for lunch.

Heart pain took the place of the party.

“Yes. Are there any dishes you are good at here?”

“For lunch, Dongpayuk (steamed pork) and Uyuktang (牛肉湯 beef soup) are prepared.”

It was the sound of selling a certain thing without taking an order.

Hagiya, there is no way to sell proper dishes at the tavern by the road.

“With that, bring it to the number of heads. But what day is it? Why are there so many customers in this remote place?”

“Ah, they are waiting to cross the equivalent mountain.”

“Wait?”

“Yes, tigers have been appearing lately. They are waiting for people to cross the mountain to gather.”

“We gathered quite a lot for that kind of thing?”

“It’s not a normal tiger. It would be worth knowing if the hunter from Rajeonhyeon went to catch the tiger and was bitten to death.”

“A hunter bitten to death?”

“Yes, we stayed at our inn for one night, but after we went to Mt. Deunggasan, we lost contact. They said he would have been bitten to death. If your guests are going to cross the hill, go with the other guests.”

“Never mind, we will take care of our business.”

When Shim Tong refused, the girl did not offer any further advice and returned to the inn.

After a while the food came out.

While the family members of Seokgyeongjang were having an early lunch, Hana, a middle-aged man in the inn, approached.

“Excuse me. I am a peddler from glasses, and my name is Godan. May I know where you are?”

Then he said with a sad face.

“If it were a normal tiger, I would have left it alone... because it was a white tiger.”

“The white tiger is not a tiger, but a cat?”

There was not the slightest interest in the color of the skin they were dating.

“Isn’t it said that the white tiger is a spirit creature?”

“Where and who raised them?”

“I am asking that. If you throw it away, throw it away.”

This is when Yeonjeokha is about to tell her to throw it away.

Ji An asked.

“What is Baekho, Dad?”

“The white tiger is called the white tiger.”

“I want to see Baekho.”

Momentary ‘Jumping!’ and the carriage door opened.

Afterwards, Yeonjeokha took her daughter’s hand and got off the carriage.

Shen Tong quickly held out the white tiger cub in front of Jian.

When Jian reached out his hand, Baekho, who hadn’t even been weaned yet, licked Jian’s hand like a puppy.

Jian laughed and hugged Baekho with both hands.

Baekho stayed still without struggling, even though Jian’s arms would be uncomfortable.

Yeonjeokha, who saw that, said to Simtong.

“Look at that bastard thinking he’s going to live. It is a spirit creature.”

Still, Yeonjeokha did not give up and quietly asked Jian.

“Jian-ah, the tiger has to live in the mountains. Shall I let go now?”

But Jian hugged Baekho even tighter.

“Then, will Jian raise it?”

“yes.”

“I have to feed them every day and clean up their shit? can you do it?”

“I could.”

I saw Namgung-yeon, who was scratching her head.

She just laughed and didn’t say anything.

“Oh! yes grow it grow up And old Sim.”

“yes?”

“Old Sim picked it up, so if anything happens, take responsibility.”

“Why am I taking responsibility for what Jian said he would raise?”

“Isn’t this what happened because Old Sim picked it up! A person must be greedy so? Can’t you do it even if you die?”

When Yeon Jeok-ha opened his eyes, Sim Tong reluctantly nodded.

“I will take responsibility.”

“Get food and clean up the dung together. If you see shit in the house, don’t let it go.”

“...yes.”

Heartache wanted to ask why he had to do what Jian said he would do, but he endured it.

Now, I can’t leave all of that to two-year-old Jian.

Jian returned to the wagon carrying a white tiger calf the size of her torso.

The two wagons that had stopped moved again.

Yeon Jeok-ha, who was looking at the white tiger in Ji-an’s arms, asked Namgung-yeon.

“sister. Are tiger cubs really that gentle?”

“Everything is gentle when you’re a baby.”

“But isn’t that a little too modest? You can’t even move in Jian’s arms, right? It must be quite uncomfortable because the seats are small.”

Only then did Namgoongyeon look at Baekho and Jian with curious eyes.

Although it is said to be a baby, the size of the white tiger was the size of young Jian’s torso.

Even though I was holding him so anxiously, there was not even the slightest struggle.

Is it really a spirit creature?

“Isn’t that guy sick?”

“Well, the area around the eyes and the clean hair look healthy, doesn’t it?”

“By the way, can I raise a tiger at home? It’s big enough to attack people.”

“If you take good care of it, you will be fine. If something goes wrong, think again then.”

Yeonjeokha, who was frowning as if he didn’t like it, looked at Baekho.

“You son of a bitch. If anyone bites you, you will die.”

“Keeing...”

Baekho let out a pained sound and dug deep into Ji An’s arms.

Jian said while stroking Baekho’s head.

“are you okay. Baekho. Don’t be afraid. My sister will protect you.”

Yeon Jeok-ha laughed at the word ‘sister’.

Since I hang out with Wolah and Geumah every day, it seems that the older sister’s voice is in my mouth.

“Jian-ah, that’s a male. So you have to call her older sister.”