Chapter 389: Chapter 389

That day, people did not stand up from their seats until the night grew deep.

Drinking and talking snugly, everyone pricked up their ears at the old stories of those who had once ruled the world.

Those who were called the Five Emperors under heaven.

Although Jeok Mu-seong entered only after Mu Cheon-pung fell, it did not change that he was also an expert who could not be ignored and was the emperor of the Unorthodox factions.

“The one who caused headaches was the Flying Sword. We placed quite a bounty too.”

“The Flying Sword, that fellow was originally a crazy guy who didn’t even listen to my words. I couldn’t help it either.”

Sword Emperor Namgung Cheon spat out the words and sent a displeased look to Sa Do-hak.

The Flying Sword was an outstanding figure who had ruled the Demonic Cult a very long time ago.

Although he began to be pursued because he murdered an elder within the Demonic Cult, before then he was someone feared not only by the orthodox martial artists but even by the unorthodox members.

Therefore, Namgung So-hye, along with Gwon Mu-jin and Ma Jang-gang, pricked up their ears.

Although it was a considerably old story to them, the matter of the Flying Sword was still a topic that stimulated their interest.

“So did you capture him?”

“Is that not natural? We placed a bounty. That, too, with an enormous amount of money.”

Zhuge Un nodded.

Since it was his first time placing such a large bounty, it was natural. However, considering the danger of the Flying Sword, he had to capture him no matter how much it cost.

“The one who captured him was me!”

At that moment, Mu Cheon-pung confidently thumped his chest and squared his shoulders. Since an enormous amount of money was hung, he had to chase behind him for a full year to capture him.

“Indeed… it was you… and the one who made him break out of prison was also you.”

“…Ahem!”

Namgung Cheon looked at Mu Cheon-pung with a dumbfounded expression.

After catching him, he pocketed the bounty.

However, the problem was that the Demonic Cult had also placed a considerable sum on the Flying Sword, so because of that, Mu Cheon-pung helped the Flying Sword escape and then captured him again to hand him over to the Demonic Cult.

The expression of the Flying Sword, who was captured twice by the same person, was quite a sight.

“Puhaha! Even up to then, I wondered what kind of crazy guy he was!”

Sa Do-hak burst into laughter like crazy and recalled the time.

Hearing the rumor that he was captured by the Martial Alliance, he felt extremely resentful, but before long, that fellow was kneeling before him.

How absurd was this?

When Dongbang Gu grasped the entire situation and reached a conclusion, it was the first time in his life he had seen such an absurd and bewildering fellow.

Perhaps that time was the first connection between Mu Cheon-pung and Sa Do-hak.

“Heh, why on earth did such a grand person plunder the imperial court?”

Jang Sam-tae, who was listening to the story, asked while peeling fruit. In fact, it was the most curious thing. This was the same for the others as well.

But momentarily, Sa Do-hak flinched.

As if guessing that a story that must not be spat out would emerge, he spoke in a hurry.

“It is just past affairs, past affairs! Do not care.”

“No, the stories that came out just now are also all past affairs, though…?”

“It is amusing, so leave him be. I also wish to listen.”

Dan Woo-hyun wore a smirk.

Sa Do-hak’s dazed gaze turned toward Dan Woo-hyun.

Although there might be an aspect of being curious about past stories, he thought Dan Woo-hyun’s ultimate purpose was likely a clue to trace the whereabouts of the vanished treasure.

“…It was one day.”

“Are you going to tell it?”

Sa Do-hak pinched the bridge of his nose. Even from Mu Cheon-pung’s perspective, it would be a past he never wanted to reveal, but as if a person who had resigned to everything, he let out a sigh and continued speaking.

Sa Do-hak slowly stood up from his seat.

Soon, turning his back, he looked at the ceiling and drank wine.

His other hand, not holding the wine cup, had already gone up onto Jang Sam-tae’s shoulder.

Jang Sam-tae sent a puzzled look, but Sa Do-hak said nothing, and in the meantime, Mu Cheon-pung’s words continued.

“It was one day. That fellow appeared before me!”

Crunch!

The wine cup held in his hand turned to powder and scattered. The moment they saw that, a sigh leaked from Sa Do-hak’s mouth, and the others sent gazes of even greater curiosity.

Just who did that Mu Cheon-pung suffer what from, that he was acting like that?

Only endless doubt remained in their heads.

“The fellow suddenly appeared and suggested we make a bet.”

“A bet?”

“Yes, saying that since we are both famous in the Central Plains for being elusive, let’s bet on who is indeed more secretive and faster. I said no, but the fellow scraped my pride clean.”

“Haha, was there such a person? Surprising.”

“If it is the Golden Lion Mu Cheon-pung, he is the number one lightfoot expert in the Central Plains. But to challenge him in lightfoot technique…?”

Even Jeok Mu-seong wore a dumbfounded expression. Throwing a challenge to someone raised to the Five Emperors would have been a situation where their life might be endangered in the worst case.

“Gasp, where does such a fellow with a swollen liver exist? Wow…”

Jang Sam-tae shook his head.

At that moment, Sa Do-hak’s strength holding Jang Sam-tae’s shoulder grew stronger.

“Ah, what is it? It hurts to death!”

“It is just… that sort of thing.”

Jang Sam-tae looked at Sa Do-hak with a look of incomprehension. A look as if he wanted to say something but could not bring himself to.

Although he frowned and grumbled, in the meantime, Mu Cheon-pung’s words were still heard.

“I accepted that proposal! Because I didn’t think anyone could defeat this Mu Cheon-pung! Because in legs alone, I was more confident than anyone!”

“Kwah-you are cool. This Jang Sam-tae is also confident in legs, but I won’t match Elder.”

Zhuge Yeon looked at Jang Sam-tae with a dumbfounded look. She wondered with what thoughts he spoke like that when he hadn’t even seen Mu Cheon-pung run. It was probably because of his personality to grovel and enter if someone looked even slightly famous or strong.

Shaking her head despite herself…

‘Legs? Fast? Lightfoot technique?’

Zhuge Yeon’s gaze turned toward Jang Sam-tae once again.

It was precisely then that Mu Cheon-pung’s voice rose.

“Stealing one imperial treasure and coming out! That was the bet we made! The fellow and I moved simultaneously! Though I succeeded in less than fifteen minutes…! That was the fellow’s trap!”

With a ‘Keuhuk’, Mu Cheon-pung choked back tears.

Bringing out the imperial treasure was purely part of the bet. Since it was intended to be returned secretly later, there was no way he would be caught no matter what.

However, the incident happened.

“The fellow ran around inside the imperial palace shouting! Saying, ‘Thief, a thief has entered!’ Thanks to that, the imperial court was turned upside down and I ended up chased.”

“Ah…”

“Ahem…”

“What kind of crazy guy is that?”

Mu Cheon-pung also felt his heart collapse when thinking of that time. The entire imperial court was shaken and countless experts began to pursue his back.

Thanks to that, as all attention turned to Mu Cheon-pung, the man who was naturally left alone leisurely wandered around, stole massive amounts of money and goods, and fled.

“Even thieves have a thief’s pride! Where does such an ill-mannered fellow exist?! This damn bastard! If he gets caught, I’ll snap his wrist!”

Jang Sam-tae, who was once a thief, jumped up and down in anger simultaneously with listening.

Even thieves have something called a conscience, yet to frame another and fill his own pockets?

Even more, since the one fooled was one of the Five Emperors, it could not be explained merely by having a large liver.

“And that fellow even ran off with all the assets I hid while fleeing!”

“Oh dear! So frustrating! Let’s catch him right away! We must catch him and butcher him!”

Jang Sam-tae, who thumped his chest as if frustrated, let out a large sigh. Since he was as angry as could be, if that man were in front of his eyes right now, Jang Sam-tae would have rushed in hurriedly and thrown a fist.

“Yes! Me too! That Geum Wang-su bastard! If he gets caught, I will tear his limbs apart!”

…….

…….

…….

People’s gazes naturally turned toward Jang Sam-tae.

In those looks, contempt was mixed, and even pity was seen. Although it was surely not Jang Sam-tae’s doing, the one who caused the trouble in the end would be his master.

Conversely, Jang Sam-tae merely said nothing.

To the extent that one could not think of him as the person who was huffing and puffing with a red face just earlier, he stood in that spot frozen like a stone statue.

Strength was loaded even more firmly on Sa Do-hak’s hand which was still up on his shoulder.

Jang Sam-tae’s gaze turned toward Sa Do-hak.

‘Is it a joke?’

‘It is earnest.’

Facing each other’s gazes, they spoke such stories.

In Sa Do-hak’s figure shaking his head, not even any lie was seen, and simultaneously Jang Sam-tae, who reconfirmed all the facts, broke into a cold sweat.

“Ah, come to think of it, I must put So-mi to sleep. Since she already seems sleepy…”

Sa Do-hak held the shoulder of Jang Sam-tae, who was trying to slip away, even more strongly.

“Why… why are you doing this?”

“The fault of the predecessor is no different from your fault.”

“What kind of dog-like logic is that?”

Jang Sam-tae gulped down dry saliva.

Deciding that this story must not be revealed further, he rolled his brain to quickly change the subject. However, the gazes pouring from all directions gripped his ankles.

“Repent of the fault now and kneel.”

“No, what did I do that you say that?!”

“Wait… what does that mean?”

At that moment, Mu Cheon-pung frowned despite himself and looked at Jang Sam-tae. Sa Do-hak’s tone, the gazes pouring from all directions.

He contrasted them one by one.

Then, whether he guessed something, he glared at Jang Sam-tae.

The tone and behavior naturally reminded him of someone. Even if he chewed on Sa Do-hak’s words heard slightly…

“Y… You bastard, are you Geum Wang-su’s successor?!”

“No! Absolutely! I do not know such a bastard!”

“Is… is that so?”

“Oh, how can you say this Jang Sam-tae knows such a guy? My hometown is this Hunan Dan Family, and my master is this person sitting here.”

Jang Sam-tae held Sa Do-hak firmly.

Seeing how his hands trembled was a sign that he never wanted to be caught. However, Sa Do-hak rather hung a bitter sneer on his mouth and muttered.

“This fellow is Geum Wang-su’s successor. The guy you were looking for.”

“Really?!”

“Yes.”

“This absolute bastard!”

Mu Cheon-pung, who jumped up from his seat, rushed in like crazy. The moment he watched that, Jang Sam-tae also cast his lightfoot technique and retreated nimbly.

“That’s it! That’s the one! That lightfoot technique! You son of a bitch!”

“I don’t know!”

Jang Sam-tae ran out of the dining room.

Mu Cheon-pung chased behind him. The lightfoot battle unfolding between the two was so brilliant it made their eyes spin, to the extent that they could not take their eyes off.

Dan Woo-hyun shook his head.

“Geum Wang-su and the Golden Lion? Quite an interesting combination.”

“Is that interesting? Or is it interesting because you seem to have found something?”

At that question, Dan Woo-hyun fell into thought for a moment.

Soon, he wore a grin.

His voice flowed out very slowly, but filled with interest.

“Both.”

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