"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 88 - Please leave third parties out
The inside of the old store, so small and without a signboard, was full of customers. Most of them are people who stop by on their way to and from Luoyang to appease their hunger for a while.
Since Jum-soi was nowhere to be seen, Yeon Je-ha and Gu Tian-no-do Simtong had to find an empty seat on their own.
When there was no empty table in sight, Shen Tong turned to the joint stone.
As Heartache approached the table with the empty chair, an elderly man came out from the inside.
“Hehe, if there is no empty table, you can sit anywhere. What would you like?”
Shen Tong did not respond to his words and waved at Lian Zi Xia.
“Confucius, please come here.”
He finally turned his eyes to the old man when Yeon Jeok-ha came and took an empty seat.
“What are you good at in this house?”
“Somen noodles, stir-fried pork, and roast duck are delicious.”
“Come out with it.”
“Yes, yes.”
The old man groaned excessively when he saw the sword hanging from his heartache and Yeonjeokha's waist.
The people who were eating first didn't say anything, as if joint seating was natural here.
Only then did he see the food they were eating.
It is somen.
Looking at the other tables around it, it was somen noodles.
Most of the people were eating somen as if they had promised.
Then the heartache said quietly.
“Gongja-nim, they look like them.”
Lee Chae passed through Yeonjeokha's eyes.
He seemed to know who he was pointing to without asking. It must be the people who galloped with the Bona Mana wagon. I didn't have much emotion left, but I turned my head slightly out of curiosity.
This man and one woman were eating somen noodles like crazy.
It was hard to tell her apart from the other guests by food alone, but she seemed to know why Simtong called them.
At first glance, they exuded the spirit of a Moorim person, and the looks of both men and women were outstanding.
They were frantically eating noodles as if someone was chasing them from behind.
It seemed that it was not simply because of his personality that he drove the wagon like crazy in Guando.
Unknowingly, he licked his lips.
Watching them eat made my mouth water and my hunger surged.
I want to eat it quickly, to the point where my palms are sweating.
Is that why?
There was even a growling sound in the stomach.
It's time for Yeon Jeok-ha to turn his head again with a shy face.
bang.
Someone opened the door of the spot roughly.
The upper joint of the old door had fallen off and rattled unsightly.
The eyes of the people who had been eating quietly turned to the entrance for an instant.
After that, six men rushed in.
The men who had been looking around the spot with grim faces suddenly pulled out their weapons.
One of them said with a smirk.
“Hehe. Did you think you could get out of our grasp? How can you starve for just one day and hang out in spots like this? Aren't you ignoring us too much?"
Yeonjeokha followed his gaze and turned his head.
As expected, the man and the woman were putting their chopsticks down with her face turned white.
shouted the man who was giggling at her, kicking her chair close to her vigorously.
“If you don’t want to die, jump right out! You bastards!”
The other men also giggled and helped one by one.
"What you looking at? Fools!”
“Look at the action. these guys!"
As the atmosphere became gloomy, the customers who had been eating somen got up in a hurry and went out.
In the midst of the commotion, the old man who was helping out in the kitchen poked his head out through the crack in the door.
"What are you! Aren't you leaving?"
A man who happened to make eye contact with the old man opened her eyes.
The startled old man walked out of the kitchen hesitantly, bending his head.
Yeonjeokha, who saw that, said a word.
“Oh, that. Let's eat some! Elderly chief, hurry up and bring me some food. I think I will die of hunger.”
"yes?"
The old man looked blankly at Yeonjeokha and his man.
“My hands are shaking from hunger. let me eat some I'm really not kidding."
The old man took a look at the sword hanging from the waist of his brother-in-law and slowly backed away and went back to the kitchen.
The man, the sword of death, Cheol-Won Lee looked at Yeonjeokha with his lifeless eyes.
Even if you don't, it's annoying that you're still there, but you're even meddling in their affairs?
I wanted to beat them to death right away, but I'm concerned about the swords hanging from their waists.
Lee Cheol-won forcibly controlled his boiling anger.
Even if it's not the adage to be careful of the elderly, children, and women, it's suspicious to act like that in this atmosphere.
Cheolwon Lee, who took a deep breath for a moment, spoke in a booming voice.
“We are the Luoyang Iron Blooded. We are capturing the rebels of the Changhae Military Police, but it would be appreciated if the third parties got out of it.”
Lee Cheol-won believed that at this point, the boy and the old man would succumb.
Sapain Iron Blood Room is a breakwater so huge that even Chilpaimun cannot treat it carelessly. It was impossible to live in Luoyang with such blood and blood.
At that moment, the woman among the men and women shouted loudly.
"lie! Why are we a peninsula! You guys did a trick to devour the Changhae Military Officer! You shouldn't pretend to be the owner just because the general is attached to you! The real peninsular is the commander-in-chief who stuck with you, that son of a bitch!”
Lee Cheol-won said in a laughable tone.
“Crazy bitch! We just took over Changhae Military Office according to the contract. If it suits your taste, the job is entrusted to the commander-in-chief, and if not, is it a rebel?”
"profit! You seduced the general and wrote a sham contract, you bastards!”
Jeong Yeon-ji, a great disciple of Changhae Military Officer who was glaring at Lee Cheol-won, turned her head to Yeon Jeok-ha.
“Little Hyeop! Iron Blood are famous criminals in Luoyang. Those guys are trying to steal Changhae Military Officer and kill us trying to ask Cheongpungjang for help!”
Jeong Yeon-ji revealed the truth as if to tell her, but Yeon Jeok-ha's face was calm.
Jeong Yeon-ji's older brother, Jeong Moo-jin, intervened.
“Little Hyeop! They robbed Changhae Military Officer with the sapa of Luoyang, and those who oppose... … .”
For a moment, Yeonjeokha rubbed his ear as if it were noisy.
“Wow, that is really strange. What do you say to someone who comes to eat because they are hungry? If you want to fight, go out and fight, let's be quiet. Do not harm others.”
A delightful smile appeared on Lee Cheol-won's face.
It was clear that the opponent was intimidated by the name of the Iron Blood Room and rejected the military officer Changhae.
“Pull it out.”
At Lee Cheol-won's command, five men approached the man and the woman.
Jeong Yeon-ji, who was clenching her teeth, pulled out her sword.
“Yeah, come see, you bastards. I'm tired of running away now. Let's see the end here.”
Jeong Moo-jin and Lim Hyo also drew swords from her left and right sides.
In response, when up to five men were selected for Bakdo, the narrow spots were full of death.
The five men who were about to advance looked at Lee Cheol-won with perplexed eyes.
They had to spread out in a single line, but the table of the boy and the old man was caught in the middle.
If the boy and the old man don't get out of the way, they will have to slash their heads with those three swords in turn.
In the end, Lee Cheol-won cleared his throat and said a word.
“Hum, hum, small narrow-mindedness. I want you to step away for a while. The road is narrow, so we... … .”
Cheolwon Lee blurted out his words.
He could see the boy and the old man listening to him over their ears.
'Are these fuckers crazy?'
What is the point of sitting there and enduring even after hearing the name of the Iron Blooded Room?
Lee Cheol-won turned his eyes to the old man.
Under the table, a sheath of red yu-yopdo was visible.
red maple leaves.
There is only one master in Henan that is famous for the collection of red yuyeopdo.
Shenyanggak, a former secret swordsman whose activity has been inactive for more than ten years.
Madu, who was called Hanam Yi-Hyeong along with Cheol-Blood Ark and Jwa-Yang-Seon, the evil master.
'no way? Is it senior Sim?'
It felt like Shen Yang-gak and his disciples.
If he is Simyanggak, he is a close friend of the ark, so he should be treated properly. Even if it weren't for that, the six of them couldn't compete with Shenyanggak.
Lee Cheol-won asked the old man with a feeling of just in case.
“Hey, isn’t Mr. Roh Seon-bae the old Mr. Bok-gum who was called Hanam Yi-woong along with our ark?”
“Poop!”
He squirted the tea that had been in his mouth.
The word Hanam Yiwoong made me laugh without even realizing it.
I don't know if it's two evils, but it's two evils.
For a moment, Lee Cheol-won glanced at the boy disapprovingly. As the adults say, a pup with no blood on his head is very fucking.
Then the heartache opened its mouth.
"no. By the way, is the ark of Iron Blood Room an evil master?”
“Yes, but… … .”
Lee Cheol-won looked at the old man with half-doubt.
You say the name of the evil master casually, saying that it's not a good sword?
For a while, Lee Cheol-won, who was rolling his head, heard an old voice in Lee Cheol-won's ears.
“When did he become the ark?”
“Last fall… … . By the way, who is your senior?”
“Stop going. Don't get in the way of Confucius's meal."
“… … .”
Cheolwon Lee glanced at the old man with eyes full of displeasure.
If it wasn't for the old secret sword, there would be no reason to bow down and cater to the opponent.
It is not an exaggeration to say that the power of Cheol-hyeolbang, which lined the famous bridge, is 'at least in Lukyang, it is the same as Uicheonmun'.
That's why Cheolhyeolbang was able to devour Changhae Military Officer.
After thinking for a while, Lee Cheol-won said sternly.
"I don't know who the route ship is, but he'd better get out of the way if he doesn't want to become an enemy of the Sangvis room."
Suddenly, an old man came out of the kitchen with noodles in both hands.
The old man was in a bad mood, so he hesitated at a distance, not daring to approach.
The young man beckoned the old man to come.
Only then did the old man approach the table, cringing in all directions as if to ask for a look.
When things didn't work out the way he thought, Lee Cheol-won bit his lip.
Overturning the table out of temper upsets the old man, and seeing it overturns his stomach.
After struggling for a while, he screamed.
"What are you doing! Don't kill those kites!”
The five men rushed towards him, but were blocked by the table again.
Beyond her stood this man and woman holding swords, and for her to advance one or two at a time was suicidal.
No matter how she gets across, it's a problem.
I didn't know what kind of trouble would happen if I touched an old man and a boy while fighting in a small place.
Lee Cheol-won gritted his teeth and glared at the old man and the boy.
Even in the midst of this, the old man and the boy were eating somen in peace.
‘Sir, there is something I believe in… … .’
Lee Cheol-won, who had been trembling for a long time, Shotguns flowed from his mouth.
In such a bloody situation, ordinary people cannot be so carefree.
If you want to live long in the river, you must be quick-witted.
If they get hurt, they'll take revenge in the Iron Blood Room, but after they die, that doesn't mean anything.
In the end, Lee Cheol-won decided to wait until the two young and old had eaten and left.
“… … After the meal of the route ship, it will be disposed of.”
Lee Cheol-won placed his subordinates at the entrance and concluded by locking the man and the woman.
A smile appeared on Sim Tong's face as he inhaled his somen.
“Zip, jeop, those guys aren’t normal.”
"I know. I look like my fourth brother Thieves are no joke. Was it a thief? Kyaha! Broth tastes good.”
Lee Chul-won pretended not to have heard the conversation between the two.
Even so, I diligently rolled my head to figure out the identity of those two people.
If you look at their behavior, it is not a political faction.
Were there people like that among the Sapa in Hanam?
While the three groups were ambiguously confronting each other, the owner brought out the finished dish.
Stir-fried pork, roast duck, and unordered green vegetables were piled on the table.
Yeon Jeok-ha and Simtong tore the roast duck open with their bare hands and began to eat it.
Their hands and mouth smeared with oil and chewing are like people who have starved for several days.
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 88 - Please leave third parties out
The inside of the old store, so small and without a signboard, was full of customers. Most of them are people who stop by on their way to and from Luoyang to appease their hunger for a while.
Since Jum-soi was nowhere to be seen, Yeon Je-ha and Gu Tian-no-do Simtong had to find an empty seat on their own.
When there was no empty table in sight, Shen Tong turned to the joint stone.
As Heartache approached the table with the empty chair, an elderly man came out from the inside.
“Hehe, if there is no empty table, you can sit anywhere. What would you like?”
Shen Tong did not respond to his words and waved at Lian Zi Xia.
“Confucius, please come here.”
He finally turned his eyes to the old man when Yeon Jeok-ha came and took an empty seat.
“What are you good at in this house?”
“Somen noodles, stir-fried pork, and roast duck are delicious.”
“Come out with it.”
“Yes, yes.”
The old man groaned excessively when he saw the sword hanging from his heartache and Yeonjeokha's waist.
The people who were eating first didn't say anything, as if joint seating was natural here.
Only then did he see the food they were eating.
It is somen.
Looking at the other tables around it, it was somen noodles.
Most of the people were eating somen as if they had promised.
Then the heartache said quietly.
“Gongja-nim, they look like them.”
Lee Chae passed through Yeonjeokha's eyes.
He seemed to know who he was pointing to without asking. It must be the people who galloped with the Bona Mana wagon. I didn't have much emotion left, but I turned my head slightly out of curiosity.
This man and one woman were eating somen noodles like crazy.
It was hard to tell her apart from the other guests by food alone, but she seemed to know why Simtong called them.
At first glance, they exuded the spirit of a Moorim person, and the looks of both men and women were outstanding.
They were frantically eating noodles as if someone was chasing them from behind.
It seemed that it was not simply because of his personality that he drove the wagon like crazy in Guando.
Unknowingly, he licked his lips.
Watching them eat made my mouth water and my hunger surged.
I want to eat it quickly, to the point where my palms are sweating.
Is that why?
There was even a growling sound in the stomach.
It's time for Yeon Jeok-ha to turn his head again with a shy face.
bang.
Someone opened the door of the spot roughly.
The upper joint of the old door had fallen off and rattled unsightly.
The eyes of the people who had been eating quietly turned to the entrance for an instant.
After that, six men rushed in.
The men who had been looking around the spot with grim faces suddenly pulled out their weapons.
One of them said with a smirk.
“Hehe. Did you think you could get out of our grasp? How can you starve for just one day and hang out in spots like this? Aren't you ignoring us too much?"
Yeonjeokha followed his gaze and turned his head.
As expected, the man and the woman were putting their chopsticks down with her face turned white.
shouted the man who was giggling at her, kicking her chair close to her vigorously.
“If you don’t want to die, jump right out! You bastards!”
The other men also giggled and helped one by one.
"What you looking at? Fools!”
“Look at the action. these guys!"
As the atmosphere became gloomy, the customers who had been eating somen got up in a hurry and went out.
In the midst of the commotion, the old man who was helping out in the kitchen poked his head out through the crack in the door.
"What are you! Aren't you leaving?"
A man who happened to make eye contact with the old man opened her eyes.
The startled old man walked out of the kitchen hesitantly, bending his head.
Yeonjeokha, who saw that, said a word.
“Oh, that. Let's eat some! Elderly chief, hurry up and bring me some food. I think I will die of hunger.”
"yes?"
The old man looked blankly at Yeonjeokha and his man.
“My hands are shaking from hunger. let me eat some I'm really not kidding."
The old man took a look at the sword hanging from the waist of his brother-in-law and slowly backed away and went back to the kitchen.
The man, the sword of death, Cheol-Won Lee looked at Yeonjeokha with his lifeless eyes.
Even if you don't, it's annoying that you're still there, but you're even meddling in their affairs?
I wanted to beat them to death right away, but I'm concerned about the swords hanging from their waists.
Lee Cheol-won forcibly controlled his boiling anger.
Even if it's not the adage to be careful of the elderly, children, and women, it's suspicious to act like that in this atmosphere.
Cheolwon Lee, who took a deep breath for a moment, spoke in a booming voice.
“We are the Luoyang Iron Blooded. We are capturing the rebels of the Changhae Military Police, but it would be appreciated if the third parties got out of it.”
Lee Cheol-won believed that at this point, the boy and the old man would succumb.
Sapain Iron Blood Room is a breakwater so huge that even Chilpaimun cannot treat it carelessly. It was impossible to live in Luoyang with such blood and blood.
At that moment, the woman among the men and women shouted loudly.
"lie! Why are we a peninsula! You guys did a trick to devour the Changhae Military Officer! You shouldn't pretend to be the owner just because the general is attached to you! The real peninsular is the commander-in-chief who stuck with you, that son of a bitch!”
Lee Cheol-won said in a laughable tone.
“Crazy bitch! We just took over Changhae Military Office according to the contract. If it suits your taste, the job is entrusted to the commander-in-chief, and if not, is it a rebel?”
"profit! You seduced the general and wrote a sham contract, you bastards!”
Jeong Yeon-ji, a great disciple of Changhae Military Officer who was glaring at Lee Cheol-won, turned her head to Yeon Jeok-ha.
“Little Hyeop! Iron Blood are famous criminals in Luoyang. Those guys are trying to steal Changhae Military Officer and kill us trying to ask Cheongpungjang for help!”
Jeong Yeon-ji revealed the truth as if to tell her, but Yeon Jeok-ha's face was calm.
Jeong Yeon-ji's older brother, Jeong Moo-jin, intervened.
“Little Hyeop! They robbed Changhae Military Officer with the sapa of Luoyang, and those who oppose... … .”
For a moment, Yeonjeokha rubbed his ear as if it were noisy.
“Wow, that is really strange. What do you say to someone who comes to eat because they are hungry? If you want to fight, go out and fight, let's be quiet. Do not harm others.”
A delightful smile appeared on Lee Cheol-won's face.
It was clear that the opponent was intimidated by the name of the Iron Blood Room and rejected the military officer Changhae.
“Pull it out.”
At Lee Cheol-won's command, five men approached the man and the woman.
Jeong Yeon-ji, who was clenching her teeth, pulled out her sword.
“Yeah, come see, you bastards. I'm tired of running away now. Let's see the end here.”
Jeong Moo-jin and Lim Hyo also drew swords from her left and right sides.
In response, when up to five men were selected for Bakdo, the narrow spots were full of death.
The five men who were about to advance looked at Lee Cheol-won with perplexed eyes.
They had to spread out in a single line, but the table of the boy and the old man was caught in the middle.
If the boy and the old man don't get out of the way, they will have to slash their heads with those three swords in turn.
In the end, Lee Cheol-won cleared his throat and said a word.
“Hum, hum, small narrow-mindedness. I want you to step away for a while. The road is narrow, so we... … .”
Cheolwon Lee blurted out his words.
He could see the boy and the old man listening to him over their ears.
'Are these fuckers crazy?'
What is the point of sitting there and enduring even after hearing the name of the Iron Blooded Room?
Lee Cheol-won turned his eyes to the old man.
Under the table, a sheath of red yu-yopdo was visible.
red maple leaves.
There is only one master in Henan that is famous for the collection of red yuyeopdo.
Shenyanggak, a former secret swordsman whose activity has been inactive for more than ten years.
Madu, who was called Hanam Yi-Hyeong along with Cheol-Blood Ark and Jwa-Yang-Seon, the evil master.
'no way? Is it senior Sim?'
It felt like Shen Yang-gak and his disciples.
If he is Simyanggak, he is a close friend of the ark, so he should be treated properly. Even if it weren't for that, the six of them couldn't compete with Shenyanggak.
Lee Cheol-won asked the old man with a feeling of just in case.
“Hey, isn’t Mr. Roh Seon-bae the old Mr. Bok-gum who was called Hanam Yi-woong along with our ark?”
“Poop!”
He squirted the tea that had been in his mouth.
The word Hanam Yiwoong made me laugh without even realizing it.
I don't know if it's two evils, but it's two evils.
For a moment, Lee Cheol-won glanced at the boy disapprovingly. As the adults say, a pup with no blood on his head is very fucking.
Then the heartache opened its mouth.
"no. By the way, is the ark of Iron Blood Room an evil master?”
“Yes, but… … .”
Lee Cheol-won looked at the old man with half-doubt.
You say the name of the evil master casually, saying that it's not a good sword?
For a while, Lee Cheol-won, who was rolling his head, heard an old voice in Lee Cheol-won's ears.
“When did he become the ark?”
“Last fall… … . By the way, who is your senior?”
“Stop going. Don't get in the way of Confucius's meal."
“… … .”
Cheolwon Lee glanced at the old man with eyes full of displeasure.
If it wasn't for the old secret sword, there would be no reason to bow down and cater to the opponent.
It is not an exaggeration to say that the power of Cheol-hyeolbang, which lined the famous bridge, is 'at least in Lukyang, it is the same as Uicheonmun'.
That's why Cheolhyeolbang was able to devour Changhae Military Officer.
After thinking for a while, Lee Cheol-won said sternly.
"I don't know who the route ship is, but he'd better get out of the way if he doesn't want to become an enemy of the Sangvis room."
Suddenly, an old man came out of the kitchen with noodles in both hands.
The old man was in a bad mood, so he hesitated at a distance, not daring to approach.
The young man beckoned the old man to come.
Only then did the old man approach the table, cringing in all directions as if to ask for a look.
When things didn't work out the way he thought, Lee Cheol-won bit his lip.
Overturning the table out of temper upsets the old man, and seeing it overturns his stomach.
After struggling for a while, he screamed.
"What are you doing! Don't kill those kites!”
The five men rushed towards him, but were blocked by the table again.
Beyond her stood this man and woman holding swords, and for her to advance one or two at a time was suicidal.
No matter how she gets across, it's a problem.
I didn't know what kind of trouble would happen if I touched an old man and a boy while fighting in a small place.
Lee Cheol-won gritted his teeth and glared at the old man and the boy.
Even in the midst of this, the old man and the boy were eating somen in peace.
‘Sir, there is something I believe in… … .’
Lee Cheol-won, who had been trembling for a long time, Shotguns flowed from his mouth.
In such a bloody situation, ordinary people cannot be so carefree.
If you want to live long in the river, you must be quick-witted.
If they get hurt, they'll take revenge in the Iron Blood Room, but after they die, that doesn't mean anything.
In the end, Lee Cheol-won decided to wait until the two young and old had eaten and left.
“… … After the meal of the route ship, it will be disposed of.”
Lee Cheol-won placed his subordinates at the entrance and concluded by locking the man and the woman.
A smile appeared on Sim Tong's face as he inhaled his somen.
“Zip, jeop, those guys aren’t normal.”
"I know. I look like my fourth brother Thieves are no joke. Was it a thief? Kyaha! Broth tastes good.”
Lee Chul-won pretended not to have heard the conversation between the two.
Even so, I diligently rolled my head to figure out the identity of those two people.
If you look at their behavior, it is not a political faction.
Were there people like that among the Sapa in Hanam?
While the three groups were ambiguously confronting each other, the owner brought out the finished dish.
Stir-fried pork, roast duck, and unordered green vegetables were piled on the table.
Yeon Jeok-ha and Simtong tore the roast duck open with their bare hands and began to eat it.
Their hands and mouth smeared with oil and chewing are like people who have starved for several days.
