The Farmer Who Ended Up Teaching the World’s Greatest Martial Artist - Chapter 72

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| Chapter 72

“Hey~ Yoo Eun-hyun!”

“N-Noona! Please just stay still!”

Ju Yu-ryeon’s face was completely flushed red, her eyes hazy and unfocused as she waved her hand at Yoo Eun-hyun.

From the way she was swaying and unable to control her body properly, it seemed she had already had quite a bit to drink.

Ho Won, who was supporting Ju Yu-ryeon, also had a flushed complexion, but he seemed to be barely holding onto his senses because of her.

Ho Won belatedly noticed Yoo Eun-hyun and approached with a surprised expression.

“Wait, what brings you here, hyung-nim? And who are these people…?”

Ho Won looked around as he spoke. Soon recognizing the Black Turban Sect members, his eyes filled with wariness as he sharply examined them.

“Young Master Ho Won of Chukhoban?”

At that moment, one of the Black Turban Sect members who had been staring at Ho Won shouted loudly.

“What? Is it really him?”

“Why is Young Master Ho Won here?”

The Black Turban Sect members who had been fighting Yoo Eun-hyun recognized Ho Won and began murmuring among themselves. The murmuring gradually grew louder until it filled the entire alley.

“What are you doing not attacking!”

Wei Dong-jo, who had been engaged in fierce battle with Tang Zi-sheng, also seemed to notice something was wrong and temporarily withdrew his offensive, stepping back to look this way.

“Huh? That bastard is Wei Dong-jo?”

Only then did Ho Won recognize Wei Dong-jo and acknowledge him. Yoo Eun-hyun quietly asked Ho Won.

“Do you know each other?”

“Yes… That’s Wei Dong-jo, the eldest son of Wei Cheon-ryang, the current sect leader of the Black Turban Sect known as the Black Pearl Moon Seal.”

“Black Pearl Moon Seal?”

“He’s one of the Ten Fingers.”

Yoo Eun-hyun had heard about the Ten Fingers from Ju Yu-ryeon before. People who had surpassed masters who had reached the realm of Yeonhwa-gyeong. Yoo Eun-hyun’s maternal grandfather, Soo Gyeong-tak, the Blood-Moving Medicine Pillar, was also among those ten fingers.

Wei Dong-jo seemed to have recognized Ho Won as well.

Soon he ordered the Black Turban Sect members to surround Tang Zi-sheng, then slowly approached Yoo Eun-hyun’s side and asked.

“Ho Won… Why are you here?”

“That’s none of your business. Do I need to report to you every time I go somewhere?”

“Honam is our Black Turban Sect’s territory. When entering another sect’s domain, shouldn’t you at least give notice?”

“If it were for a mission, I would have done so. But right now I’m just passing through on a purely personal matter. You’re not going to pry into my private affairs, are you?”

“…”

Ho Won’s words had merit. If he had moved as the deputy leader of Chukhoban leading disciples, it would have been proper to inform the Black Turban Sect, which belonged to the same Six Demon Pillars, in advance. However, this case was different. Not a single disciple could be seen by his side.

When Wei Dong-jo said nothing, Ho Won snorted and picked up Ju Yu-ryeon on his back. Then he immediately spoke to Yoo Eun-hyun.

“Let’s go, hyung-nim. There’s nothing good about getting involved with these guys’ affairs.”

Ho Won completely ignored Wei Dong-jo’s words as if there was nothing more to hear and turned around.

Just as they were about to leave, Wei Dong-jo took a step forward and blocked their path.

“Where do you think you’re going? You might be fine, but I’m not done with that side yet.”

“What business? Just letting those guys live shows how generous hyung-nim is. If it were me, I would have killed them all already.”

When Ho Won changed his expression and spoke coldly, Wei Dong-jo flinched slightly at his intimidating presence.

As he said, the Black Turban Sect members who had fought Yoo Eun-hyun had only lost their weapons and didn’t have a single proper wound. It was a scene impossible without holding back one’s strength.

When Wei Dong-jo hesitated and couldn’t move rashly, Ho Won sneered as if he expected this and provoked him.

“You still don’t know how to choose your opponents and just act recklessly.”

“…What?”

As soon as Ho Won’s words fell, Wei Dong-jo’s eyebrows twitched finely.

“Am I wrong? You’re so clueless that you even lost the sect leader position to your younger brother!”

“How dare you!!!!!!!”

That mockery seemed to have finally touched Wei Dong-jo’s reverse scale. Unable to bear it any longer, Wei Dong-jo immediately drew his sword and charged at Ho Won.

Clang!

The crescent-shaped sword traced a strange rotation as it struck down at Ho Won. However, Ho Won was already prepared. Like lightning, he lifted his foot and roughly kicked away the incoming sword.

“You damn bastard. Attacking cowardly with a surprise attack?”

“After spouting such nonsense, you talk about being cowardly. Fine, today I’ll fix your bad habit of running your mouth, you son of a bitch!”

Harsh curses were exchanged and the two began fighting in earnest. The Black Turban Sect members couldn’t decide which side to support in this sudden internal conflict and just circled around.

“They’re really having fun… Huh?”

Just as Yoo Eun-hyun was about to speak mockingly, he trailed off and turned his head at the sharp energy that brushed past his spine.

Swish.

“Ugh, ahhh!”

There, several of the Black Turban Sect members who had been surrounding Tang Zi-sheng were screaming and collapsing. The moment Wei Dong-jo, who had been holding the center of the encirclement, was tied up fighting Ho Won and left, Tang Zi-sheng had scattered all his remaining poison and hidden weapons.

Taking advantage of the collapsed encirclement, Tang Zi-sheng immediately moved his body and fled.

“Damn it! Chase him!”

“Yes, sir!”

Wei Dong-jo, whose mind was still clear, seemed to realize his mistake upon seeing this scene and urgently gave orders. Several still-healthy Black Turban Sect members ran out chasing after Tang Zi-sheng.

However, it was already too late after being deeply caught off guard. The chances of a successful pursuit looked slim.

Wei Dong-jo seemed to make the same judgment, swinging his crescent sword widely to push back Ho Won and immediately retreating.

“Damn bastard! Because of you, we lost him! How do you plan to take responsibility for this!”

“Responsibility? That’s because you guys are incompetent. Why are you blaming me?”

“You’re running your mouth without even knowing who that guy is! That guy is highly valued even by the Sichuan Tang Family! Didn’t you know that Ma-gyo has given orders to capture the Tang Family!”

“I know. But you guys were the ones who acted up first and ultimately let him escape. Why are you blaming me for that?”

Wei Dong-jo ground his teeth. He wanted to cut down Ho Won right then and there, but the situation wasn’t favorable.

Half of his subordinates had gone chasing Tang Zi-sheng, and even the remaining ones were nearly incapacitated by poison and hidden weapons. On top of that, Yoo Eun-hyun was still standing there unharmed. Acting rashly in this situation would only invite disaster.

Finally, Wei Dong-jo, who had been glaring at the two while grinding his teeth, shouted.

“Grr… Don’t think this is the end! Next time I’ll definitely hold you accountable!”

It was a clichéd threat, but that was the best he could do for now. Wei Dong-jo finally turned his back, and the Black Turban Sect members also retreated while supporting the injured. When the situation was resolved, Yoo Eun-hyun let out a long breath.

“Phew… Indeed, you shouldn’t do things you’re not used to. The aftermath is quite troublesome.”

“That’s right. When you get entangled, isn’t the martial arts world a place where you get involved even when just walking quietly down the road?”

Yoo Eun-hyun, recalling the events he had experienced since entering the martial arts world, nodded slightly. Certainly all sorts of things had happened.

“I thought it was because I had bad luck, but apparently that’s not the only reason.”

As Yoo Eun-hyun muttered while looking toward Mount Taishan, he could hear Ho Won chattering about something behind him.

However, Yoo Eun-hyun didn’t look back. He just moved his steps forward, heading toward Sugyeongnu.

*

After time passed and each took their rest, the three gathered together again that evening.

As dishes were brought to the table one by one, while they silently picked up their utensils, Yoo Eun-hyun was the first to speak to Ho Won.

“The Black Turban Sect is quite quiet. Honestly, I was worried whether we could stay here longer because of this morning’s incident.”

“We paid money legitimately, so they can’t kick us out. We didn’t do anything particularly wrong either.”

At Ho Won’s answer, Ju Yu-ryeon finally drained a hot cup of tea in one gulp as if curing her hangover and spoke.

“Wei Dong-jo is the eldest son of the Black Turban Sect, right? That scoundrel who was pushed out of succession?”

“That’s right. He’s an idiot who does terrible things, has poor martial arts skills, and lost his position to his younger brother. Tsk.”

Watching Ho Won click his tongue, Ju Yu-ryeon slightly leaned over and whispered to Yoo Eun-hyun.

“Hmm. Don’t you think it’s lucky to be born as an only child?”

“Indeed. With no one to compare to, you wouldn’t even know if you’re a scoundrel yourself.”

The sound was too clear to be called a whisper. Ho Won’s face immediately contorted.

“Even if I’m like that, aren’t I better than that guy?”

“Well. It’s hard to judge seeing only one side. But… probably so, right?”

When Ju Yu-ryeon answered with a grin, Ho Won immediately turned his head toward Yoo Eun-hyun. His eyes demanded an answer.

Honestly speaking, based on first impressions alone, Wei Dong-jo seemed better, so Yoo Eun-hyun’s answer was somewhat ambiguous. Because of that, Ho Won’s expression remained crumpled.

“Pfft. Why such a long face? People live in the present. The past me is not the present me. You should shake off what’s passed and enjoy the present.”

It was a very Ju Yu-ryeon-like statement. However, it was different from Yoo Eun-hyun, who had lived as a farmer.

“If you don’t use the past as a guide, you can’t determine the direction to move forward either. Of course, your gaze should be directed ahead.”

“Well… can’t you just live as things come? Most people seem to live that way.”

When Ho Won scratched his head and spoke nonchalantly, both of them glared at him simultaneously. In the end, he couldn’t say more and closed his mouth.

“Well, anyway, it’s good if it’s quiet. It would have been a headache if they had come bothering us unnecessarily.”

“I wanted to see him at least once, so it’s disappointing. He’s the eldest son of a major sect, after all.”

“We had plenty of fun all night.”

“Tch, what fun? I just drank myself silly because of that guy.”

Ju Yu-ryeon, who had been pouting, suddenly raised her head as if something had occurred to her.

“Come to think of it… what’s this about the Dang Family? Do you know something?”

Ho Won fell silent for a moment, lost in thought. Soon, as if he had made up his mind, he nodded.

Being mindful of their surroundings, he lowered his voice, and at his words, both of their gazes sharpened and focused on him.

“It’s not certain, but… it seems like there’s some problem between the Dang Family and Maegyo. Orders came down that if we see anyone who appears to be from the Dang Family, we should interfere with them as much as possible, since the Dang Family seems to be plotting something.”

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