Episode 366:
A look of pain appeared on the face of Tianyu Dojang.
‘They said there wouldn’t be any problem.’
I was a fool for believing what my evil boss said.
My mind became dizzy as I looked at Meng Kyung, who was giving off a ferocious energy as if he was about to throw a punch at any moment.
‘You cannot win with force.’
The difference in capabilities between them was clear.
Even though he was rotten, he was a disciple who received the teachings of King Jie.
Even taking into account the gap time, he was a person who trained martial arts for twenty years longer than he did.
‘Even if you leave out the question of which side is stronger, fighting in the first place is a bad idea.’
This is the center of Sangsalmun’s territory.
If there was a commotion, things would escalate out of control.
What would Yeon-un do in a situation like this?
It didn’t take long to decide on a response plan.
After organizing his thoughts, Dojang Cheonwoo spoke in a cold voice.
“My name is Hwang Sang-woon, and I am a member of the Murim League’s Cheonan Inspectorate execution team. “He is a disciple of the Hwasan Sect and has the name Cheonwoo.”
“If you are Cheonwoo... are you a disciple of the Plum Flower God Sword?”
“That’s right.”
Meng Jing’s eyes turned to Tianyu Dojang’s waist.
A sword that was too flashy to be the possession of a Taoist priest came into his sight.
As a former open-minded person, he immediately recognized its identity.
Exaltation.
A famous sword given to the top runner-up at the Yongbong Branch held five years ago.
“Won’t you let go now?”
Meng Jing frowned and relaxed his grip.
Dojang Cheonwoo, who landed on the ground, sighed in relief.
He suggested, pointing his index finger at the table in the center of the room.
“How about we sit down and talk first? “My legs hurt because I walked a long way.”
“.......”
“Don’t be too guarded. I am only a messenger. “I didn’t come here with the specific intention of harming you.”
“lion? “A person of your caliber?”
“Didn’t I just tell you my affiliation?”
“I said it was Cheonan Gambu. “The person who sent you is...”
“He is exactly the person you are thinking of.”
“Damn it.”
Meng Gyeong, who swore softly, walked forward and sat down at the table.
He then offered Dojang Cheonwoo a seat across from him.
“I brought up your painful past on my own, so as an apology, I will pay for the food.”
“How do you know my past?”
“The manager said that he heard it directly from the person who put the batting baton in my senior’s hand that day.”
“Did the teacher put in a request to the Cheonan Inspectorate? “You want me to find you and bring you back?”
“That’s right.”
Meng Gyeong, who had been glaring at Cheonwoo Dojang in silence for a while, picked up the bottle and brought it to his mouth.
The alcohol flowed down the corner of my mouth and wet my front lip.
“Big.”
“Please come with me.”
“Where can I go?”
“The manager wants to meet you.”
“If I want to come, I should come. If I want to go, should I go?”
“I have no intention of forcing it. “I don’t have the ability to do that.”
A soft smile appeared on Cheonwoo Dojang’s lips.
Once I took control, it was easy after that.
A disciple of Plum God Sword and a messenger sent by the Dragon King.
Meng Kyung let out a laugh.
It sounded like a good offer, but in reality it was no different from a threat.
The conclusion was decided when Dojang Cheonwoo knew exactly where he was and came to visit him.
It’s an either/or choice with no right of veto.
He was unable to come up with an easy answer and, after thinking about it, sighed.
“Give me some time.”
“How long can I wait?”
“Five days. “In the meantime, I will finish putting my affairs in order.”
“It’s too long. “I will wait for you for three days.”
“Aren’t you being too strict?”
“If you leave Sangsalmun and disappear into hiding, my position will be very difficult. “Shouldn’t we at least prepare some kind of preparedness plan?”
“Where can I run away?”
Cheonwoo Dojang’s eyes narrowed.
We must not let down our guard.
Isn’t he the person who betrayed the monks?
There was no guarantee that he wouldn’t hit himself in the back.
Maeng Kyung is a master who can easily be ranked among the top 100 masters.
If I wanted to, it would have been possible to escape to another place within five days.
“Anyway, did you say you would pay for the food?”
“yes. “To be precise, we are using public funds, but there is no need to decline.”
“That’s right.”
Meng Kyung’s eyes narrowed.
He withdrew a miraculous membrane that covered the entire room and called out loudly to someone.
“Here at Daeyeonru (大宴樓), they sell various types of silk liquor, but some of them are so expensive that I haven’t even tried them yet.”
“.......”
“Be prepared. Today, I plan to eat and drink with the intention of pulling out the roots of the pillars of Cheonan Gambu. In some ways, you could call it the Last Supper, but you shouldn’t leave any regrets.”
A cool sensation passed over Dojang Cheonwoo’s back.
I felt like something was going wrong.
For a moment, I wondered if I had said something unnecessary, but it was impossible to reveal it in this situation.
‘No, it was better. ‘Now is the time to get revenge on your evil boss.’
I decided to put my anxiety aside for now.
He did not realize at that time that his judgment had been clouded by the excitement of the atmosphere of Kiru, which he had entered for the first time.
* * *
“......Sixty gold coins?”
I raised my eyebrows as I read the report that Dojo Cheonwoo brought.
It was good to bring Meng Jing safely to the Guangxi branch.
The problem was the expenses incurred in the process.
“What on earth did you do to cost so much money?”
“It happened because I was trying to please the target.”
“Say that now.”
I was shocked to see Cheonwoo Dojang reacting so shamelessly.
What did this person eat wrong?
‘......wait.’
I narrowed my eyebrows slightly as I glared at Cheonwoo, who was fluttering his collar as if he was hot and looking the other way.
I reached out my hand and squeezed his collar, and Dojang Cheonwoo looked embarrassed.
“Why are you doing this?”
“Did you spend a lot of public money just to play rice paddy with a courtesan?”
“What do you mean! “I was just faithful to my mission!”
“What are these marks?”
If the person in question had not tugged on the collar, it would have been hidden by the fancy clothes and would have gone unnoticed.
Lip marks left clearly on the nape of the neck.
I took a mirror and shined it on him, and Dojang Cheonwoo’s face turned pale.
“Director Boo. It’s a misunderstanding. This is just...”
“From now on, repeat again that he is dead.”