Chronicles Of The Martial God’s Return - Chapter 282
Episode 281
“Are you familiar with the cider?”
Namgung So-hye, who was running ahead with great strides, looked particularly upset.
It seemed like he was trying his best not to show it off, but he still had an unpleasant feeling.
“I don’t know.”
“We were talking, but is there something you don’t know?”
“is it so. i know.”
Dan Woo-hyeon looked at Namgung So-hye.
She scratched her head and let out a small sigh.
“They are late exponents of the eight major families.
“Now… we are like enemies.”
“Right.”
Namgung Sohye gritted her teeth.
All eight major families, including the Hwangbo family, the Guangdong Jin family, and the Hebei Paeng family, had difficult times.
Who helped them the most at that time?
It was the Namgung family.
They say people’s minds are different when they go in and different when they come out, and they seemed to be exactly like that.
Things like the love between the Eight Great Families or the feelings for a close friend who had been with her since childhood no longer existed in Nangong Xiaohye’s heart.
‘I’ll smash it to pieces!’
His eyes burned and his fighting spirit burned.
“Okay… Cheer up.”
Dan Woo-hyeon patted Namgung So-hye on the shoulder and gave her strength. No matter how she fired up her fighting spirit, it didn’t matter to Dan Woo-hyeon as long as she won.
He hummed and walked toward the house.
Kwon Moo-jin, who had completed his training, was watching someone.
It was Jang Sam-tae, exhausted and stretched out.
In front of him, who was panting and struggling to breathe, a white cat was purring its fur, and Jang Sam-tae was looking at it with a bored expression.
Kwon Moo-jin quietly pulled out his sword.
At the same time, it exuded a deadly force that seemed as if it could cut down the opponent with a single blow.
Then Jang Sam-tae, who was exhausted, suddenly got up from his seat and looked around.
“What… what is it?”
He frowned, rubbing his arms. It was obviously because, strangely, there was no one around, and I felt the fierceness that Baekmyo had been giving off just a moment ago.
I sat down, sighing in relief, wondering if it was a mistake.
“You damn guy is going to die like this
!”
“Why are you muttering to yourself like that?”
The person who approached Jang Sam-tae was none other than Maehyang.
In her hand was a cup of freshly brewed hot tea.
It is presumed that he made it himself for the tired Jang Sam-tae.
Seeing that, Kwon Moo-jin’s spirit to live became a little stronger.
There seemed to be something very unpleasant about the corners of his mouth twitching.
Creepy-!
“What the hell….”
“What’s wrong?”
“No, I felt like someone was looking at me…”
I looked around to check, but the only person around was Maehyang. So, is Maehyang spewing out murderous energy to kill herself?
That couldn’t have been possible.
Jang Sam-tae shook his head and was about to bring the teacup to his mouth, but then stopped.
“Why again?”
“It doesn’t contain poison or anything, does it?”
“I’m really thinking of killing him.”
“Big…”
I thought about it for a long time and brought it, but Maehyang gave me a very unpleasant look when I saw that it was poisonous and all. Actually, if they had tried to kill him, they would have done it right away, even if they had used a different method than this.
Jang Sam-tae sipped his teacup with an awkward expression.
Fortunately, it didn’t seem to be poisonous.
“But why are you training so hard? “I’m not going to win anyway… and even if I win, I won’t get any money.”
“They said they would take it off.”
“Do you believe that?” Jang Sam-tae stuck out his tongue at Mae-hyang’s sharp words.
She also seemed to have a good understanding of Dan Woo-hyeon’s personality.
It’s unlikely, but even if I were to win, it would only be a few silver coins at most.
However, Jang Sam-tae smiled as if he knew everything.
“know. “But I still have to do it.”
“why? Not being treated like a human being and getting beat up every day. “What’s so good about people like that…”
Maehyang muttered in a somewhat rough voice.
In her view, the people of this family seem to think of Jang Sam-tae as their neighborhood drum. He often hit me, kicked me, and even punished me.
‘Of course, most of it was because he did something wrong…’
Of the ten slaps he received, nine of them were Jang Sam-tae’s fault.
I knew that, but I was quite resistant to being hit by someone.
If it were her, I would have left long ago.
“stop.”
Jang Sam-tae slightly raised his head and glared at Mae-hyang.
Seeing that expression for the first time, Maehyang took a step back.
“It’s okay to curse at other people… but don’t curse at people here. Especially if you do that to Lord Jang, even you won’t forgive me.”
I have no idea where the figure that was laughing and laughing has gone.
“Ah… I didn’t say anything.”
“I’m telling you not to say unnecessary things from now on. “I don’t care if you curse at me.”
“Oh, I understood.”
Jang Sam-tae put down his teacup and sighed.
I ended up getting angry because I was so upset. Mae-Hyang probably also said this out of concern for herself, but hearing bad things about the people of the manor made me angry without realizing it.
For Jang Sam-tae, this place was very special.
At first, he couldn’t leave because he was afraid of the man named Dan Woo-hyeon, but later he stayed because he was worried about Dan So-mi. In this way, Nam Gung-cheon and Sadohak came in, and Nam
Gung So-hye and others joined one by one to form the current family.
Thanks to the various events that occurred in the meantime, he felt a sense of family for the first time since losing his sister, and worked hard to protect it.
“Of course, it’s clear that I got hit like crazy. ha ha ha.”
Jang Sam-tae drank the remaining tea cup and laughed out loud.
Regardless of whether it was Dan Woo-hyun or whoever it was, there was no doubt that he had been hit hard. Of course, it did not change that among them, Jang Sam-tae was also a particularly terrible person.
Trup-
That’s when I heard a sound.
Jang Sam-tae glanced at that place.
“How to protect Kwon?”
“Big…yeah.”
“Weren’t you training?”
Kwon Moo-jin cleared his throat and broke into a cold sweat.
Chicken flesh growing all over the body.
He was surprised by Jang Sam-tae’s strength, which he felt indirectly a moment ago.
The person he thought was not even third-rate has grown to the point where he threatens him.
I didn’t want to admit it, but it seemed like Namgungcheon’s words were true.
“Why are you doing that?”
Jang Sam-tae looked up at Kwon Moo-jin with a puzzled expression. The sudden visit and hesitation made me feel somewhat anxious.
“I don’t have any money, so don’t ask me to borrow it.”
“It’s not like that.”
“I don’t even know any women.”
“…That’s a bit unfortunate.”
Kwon Moo-jin expressed genuine regret.
Maehyang, who was listening to the conversation nearby, looked at Kwon Moojin with a puzzled expression.
Are all men like this? I sighed without realizing it.
‘Everyone here is strange.’ Maehyang truly thought so.
“I heard you’ve been training hard recently.”
“Ah…”
Jang Sam-tae thought about it for a moment.
If being chased by a white cat, almost being killed by a white cat, or being pushed by a white cat and falling off a cliff are all forms of training, it seems that you are definitely working hard.
Jang Sam-tae nodded, breaking into a cold sweat.
“Well… if you call it training…”
Kwon Moo-jin looked satisfied.
He gently lifted the armor and slammed it on the ground.
thud! A short sound was heard, and the force penetrated my entire body.
Maehyang was startled and took a step back, but Jang Samtae did not even move. However, since he received Woohyun’s momentum every day, Kwon Mujin’s momentum is no longer a problem.
“Why are you doing that?”
“Let’s stick together.”
“I? With Guard Kwon?”
The person who was taken aback by the unexpected remark was none other than Jang Sam-tae.
Who is Kwon Moo-jin?
He was called Sossangdo and was quite famous in martial arts.
Even recently, I was receiving Namgung-cheon’s teachings, so it was obvious that if I looked at it in vain, something big would happen.
Jang Sam-tae clicked his tongue and shook his head.
“I don’t like it.”
“because?”
“Is there a reason you don’t want to do it?” Jang Sam-tae waved his hand.
I had no desire to compete with anyone. In particular, if it is Kwon Moo-jin, it seems like he will be in big trouble whether he wins or loses. If Jang Sam-tae wins, his pride will crack and he will go crazy, and even if Jang Sam-tae loses, it will be natural and he will not be happy at all.
Even if I weighed the pros and cons, I gained nothing.
“I just want to fight once.”
“Nothing to do.”
Jang Sam-tae waved his hand with an annoyed expression.
Jang Sam-tae’s theory was not to engage in fights that have nothing to gain.
Just like Dan Woohyun does.
Kwon Moo-jin swallowed a groan.
I felt like I shouldn’t have a normal conversation. An expression of not wanting to fight sincerely appeared on Jang Sam-tae’s face.
It looks like he won’t respond no matter what he says, so there’s only one thing Kwon Moo-jin can do.
He fired quickly and aimed at Jang Sam-tae’s neck.
Creepy-!
His movements were so fast that they gave you goosebumps and were literally like a beam of light.
The moment I touched the hilt of the sword, the extended blade grazed past me.
Sigh!
However, Kwon Moo-jin’s path cut through the wind and passed by.
The sound echoed in all directions, and a large crack was carved beyond where Jang Sam-tae was sitting.
“What are you doing so dangerous, you bastard?!”
Jang Sam-tae was out of the attack radius in an instant and made a loud noise while stroking his cool neck.
The body, which had no visible wounds, seemed not to have been hit by the sword wind at all.
It completely escaped the attack.
Shake-
Maehyang sat down in shock, and her shoulder collar slightly opened.
shaking-!
Kwon Moo-jin shook his hands.
I swung with the intention of stopping in the middle, but perhaps because of my shaken mind, I couldn’t.
But despite this, Jang Sam-tae was fine.
He showed off his health by shouting loudly and swearing at Kwon Moo-jin.
“Haha…”
Kwon Moo-jin looked at it and smiled helplessly.
Immediately afterwards, he glared at Jang Sam-tae as if he would never lose.
“I will definitely win.”
“What are you talking about, you bastard! “You almost got tired of it!”
Jang Sam-tae called out to Kwon Mu-jin, who was disappearing, shouting wildly, but Kwon Mu-jin, who had already closed his ears, seemed to have no intention of stopping.
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