Chapter 91 (2/2)

“Huh? What’re you doing?”

Yoo Seo-yeon looked to be very upset. Chun Kyung-wan looked the same.

“Miss! No! Get away right now!”

“Why? I mean, I want to be strong too.”

At Yeon Ha-rin’s words, Yu Seo-yeon’s mouth closed. What was she supposed to say to that?

After all, she had made her wholesome intentions clear.

“I won’t regret it. No matter how hard it is, I’ll endure it.”

“That won’t be easy to maintain.”

Ha-rin merely chuckled. “Come on, you know who I am. I’m Yeon Ha-rin.”

In the end, Yoo Seo-yeon also found herself smiling.

After a while, the training of the three began. Ha-rin decided to do it on the floor of the gymnasium, not by the swing bridge.

It was impossible to climb the suspension bridge from the beginning. The first thing to do was to properly engrave the Muryangbo on the body so that one could start from the bottom.

Half an hour after starting Muryangbo, Yeon Ha-rin desperately realized why Yoo Seo-yeon had said such a thing earlier.

This was a heinous practice that was created in order to squeeze the limits of human suffering.

However, Ha-rin did her best to endure the groan with poisonous eyes, taking one step at a time.

Yoo Seo-yeon and Kyung-wan Cheon, upon seeing this, stuck out their tongues.

Byeok Tae-san saw this and narrowed his eyes. ‘Now I understand why I felt so familiar back then.’

Yeon Ha-rin really did resemble someone. Someone Tae-san couldn’t meet now.

Byeok Tae-san left the golden wall alone.

In all actuality, he hadn’t been outside alone. Perhaps this was the first time?

Tae-san had been thinking of bringing Chun Kyung-wan and Yoo Seo-yeon were not the only people practicing Muryangbo at the gym right now.

After Ha-rin had been added, Dan-yeong and the other quarrels began to ask Tae-san with sincerity. Due to this, they were taught as well.

It was arranged so that the training could be carried out.

Muryangbo was not just a training practice. Once you started training, you needed to stimulate the specified blood level in a special way.

Naturally, Tae-san had a lot of office work. However, he didn’t have to do all of them. If he divided this approximately, he could do it all in three days.

All those who did not have such work instead practiced Muryangbo.

It must be painful, but they all tried their best to go through it. They also decided to take turns with working and training at the same time.

Heukil, Heukyi, and Heuksam, who saw these, snuck into practice as well.

As the number of competitors increased, the attitudes of Chun Kyung-wan and Yoo Seo-yeon changed drastically. They were also warriors who had learned martial arts.

Although Ha-rin didn’t know, she didn’t want to be pushed back by those who had only been in martial arts for a few months.

Of course, those who had skills were superior. But that wasn’t the problem here.

Tae-san did not like seeing the lack of desire for poison or martial arts. This was a basic self-esteem issue.

Because of that situation, there was an untimely training craze blowing in the gymnasium. Tae-san chose not to bother them.

If they had reached his standards of satisfaction, there would be no objection. However, the problem was that they didn’t.

“Hey, I’ve become a really good person, a really caring one.”

Byeok Tae-san nodded at this with a happy expression. He was headed to Gaekzan by then, where he had met Machungsam just the other day.

With this, the guest cup was acquired and operated by Dongho Pyo Guk. This was only a guesthouse on the outside, but it was actually a den of black swords.

Byeok Tae-san had headed in there without an advanced warning.

Dongho Pyo Guk’s national wine was currently being served, but when he heard that Tae-san was calling, he made short work of his return.

Originally, they were going to talk when he got back. But the last few days had changed his mind.

It was all because of those bastards. It happened because they kept buzzing like mosquitoes. All one had to do at this point was grab at them.

As Tae-san was walking, he soon found himself at the guesthouse. Gaekzan was a very quiet location, so there were only a few people around.

That must be why it had fallen and had been passed to the Black Swords in the first place.

With this, Tae-san went into the cup.

Unlike last time, the inside was empty. There wasn’t even a place to receive guests.

However, Byeok Tae-san knew that there were quite a few people in this guest cup. Even before he came here, speculation and rumors had already been flying.

“Hey, you’ve been rolling well.”

Perhaps the people who were spreading these speculations were the same ones who had gotten smashed by Chun Kyung-wan last time.

As Byeon Tae-san entered and looked around, a samosa ran up to him. “Confucius, are you here?’

The men who had been hiding on this floor were astonished to see the change in attitude in Ma Chungsam. The Chungsam they knew were never like that. However, what the hell was that Confucius doing?

Wasn’t that akin to a slave treating his master?

“The guys I’ve investigated before, I’m going to visit them again today/”

At Tae-san’s words, Chungsam’s eyes filled with joy.

“Great! I’ll make sure you see them right away!”

With that, he led Tae-san and headed out to the guesthouse. Unlike the usual, he did not give out any instructions to the remaining men, such as what to train, and how long they should do it for.

Everyone looked at each other curiously, wondering what their next step should be.

For some reason, this made Tae-san feel ominous, as if something was causing a disruption within the turbulence.

***

At first, a dark shadow had been cast under the eyes of Ma Chungsam, who was busy guiding Byeok Tae-san with renewed vigor.

His whole body was drenched in sweat. His shoulders were drooping, and he couldn’t even raise his head properly.

He had already checked three of them, but Tae-san shook his head every time. Both the disciples of Dongo Pyo Guk and Cheon Chushinui had been mobilized to investigate, but he never thought that they would go this far.

Now, there were only three left.

With this, Ma Chungsam moved forward, earnestly wishing that at least one of the remaining three would still exist.

This time, they went to Nangyin Market, located on the outskirts of Wuhan.

The Nangin Market was a place where Nangin gathered and exchanged quests, but there were more people who just worked hard than those who used their knives.

If one were looking for workers to use when building a pavilion or a manor, then this was the place to be.

Nangin Market was divided into several districts, and each district had its own corresponding manager. Although they were collectively referred to as the Nangin market, in fact, several district managers each secured their own Nagin and were busy going about with their business.

Ma Chungsam headed to one of these said areas. Tae-san’s eyes followed him diligently, his expression changing slightly.

He had finally found one.