"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 97- Treat others first
Sang Jae-yong of the Ark of the Dead Sea opened his mouth slowly.
“Yesterday, suddenly the owner of Cheonhyang Banjeom asked to see me, so I met him. Ah, the owner of the Cheonhyang Banjeom is a master from the past called Cheok Do-gwang, the Cheon-salmaan.”
Gu Chun-no also waved his hand as if he was feeling frustrated.
"Quickly. what a lot to say Knowing the name of such a bastard, where do you write it?”
Sang Jae-yong unknowingly shrugged his shoulders.
That heinous warlord's madou scale light is called a bastard. Thinking that the old man was such a master made his back ache. That's why you have to fool that monstrous old man.
“Yes, yes. I mentioned him because he is the owner of a killing group called Jukbang.”
In an instant, a light flashed in the eyes of the heartache.
Because Jukbang was one of the organizations he had to find.
“He asked us to make amends for the damage caused to him by the Dead Sea Chamber. One of the nangin I have made a request to Jukbang, and the damage is serious... … .”
Sang Jae-yong, thinking of abandoning Choo Yeop-jin, lowered his name to Ronin.
“Hehe, is that what you did in the jukbang?”
“Yes, I clearly said so.”
“Who is the guy who made the request?”
“This is Choo Yeop-jin. He is so cruel that he is called a murderer. In fact, about ten days ago, he came to me and said strange things.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Jang Moon-ho, a cloth merchant, is rich… … He asked me to kill Daehyeop, but he said he didn't know what to do. So he once scolded him not to say anything strange. Because Jang Moon-ho and Pung Dae-hyeop were all people who helped me with my work.”
"omg! Moonho Jang?”
Takgomyeong, who was listening behind him, jumped up from his seat.
Even if it wasn't, it reminded me of how Poongyeoncho was reluctant to him because it didn't feel good.
That's the reason why Sahapwon was found far from Jang Moon-ho's house.
But that man named Jang Moon-ho did such a thing in the end!
Takgomyeong asked in place of the Poongyeoncho hanging down in the center of the floor.
“Did that Chu Chu also tell me why Jang Moon-ho tried to kill Brother Pung?”
"yes. He said it was to accept Feng Daehyeop's wife as her concubine. When Feng Dahyeop dies, she says that a woman will come to her... … .”
Poongyeoncho, who was lying down as if she was shocked, gave out a sick sound, saying ‘Keuk’.
“Jang Moon-ho, a guy worse than that dog, did the job in the end! you bastard! Sang Jae Yong! If what you just said is a lie, you won't die gracefully!”
“Tak Daehyeop! Really! I swear to the God of Heaven and Earth, it is true!”
Sang Jae-yong trembled and groaned.
It's such a change that it's hard to believe that he acted carelessly just a moment ago. Like a worn-out merchant, he is submitting to great power.
The heartache said to Yeonjeokha.
“Gongja-nim, if it was really done in Jukbang, there will be a cancellation of the drug. I'll check if the old man's words are true.”
“Go quickly. Poong hyung-nim, I’m going to run out of breath.”
"yes. In the meantime, brother Tak, hold on to Chu Yeop-jin. I can't believe that old man's words."
“Okay. Come quickly. I will take care of Choo Yeop-jin.”
At the end of the ten thousand words, Sim Tong stomped his feet and soared into the sky.
It is a technique of eogi chungso (御气衝溯) that can be used only when the internal power is at its peak.
The heartache that twisted in the air three feet (approximately 9 meters) went away with a gloomy ear cry of ‘uhhhh!’.
Seeing this, the escorts' complexions turned pale.
Even a long master of the Chilpaimun would not be able to see such an inaction.
Sang Jae-yong, in particular, was terrified like a dog who was afraid to poop.
Since the chuyeop jin has not been removed yet, it seems that the inside is burning black.
“Sang Jae-yong. Where is Chu Yeop-jin?”
Sang Jae-yong bowed his head and answered the question of Tak-go.
“That, I don’t know. I've rarely seen him during the day. I usually come to the corps around dusk, guard the outer garden until midnight, and then go back.”
Takgomyeong went down to the yard where the escorts were.
“Do you guys know where Chuyeopjin is?”
"I do not know."
“We don’t know the escorts of the General Corps.”
This time, Tak Go-myeong approached Sang Jae-yong's signal guards.
Since they follow Sang Jae-yong like a shadow, they want to stay with the general.
Tak Go-myeong met the eyes of the escort commander Kang-moon.
“Do you know where Chu Yeop-jin is?”
“I don’t know. Except that he protects the outer garden... … .”
“Damn it, then who knows where Chu Yeop-jin is?”
“I wonder if they are the escorts of the Outer Hospital. We only know his face and name.”
Takgomyeong looked at the river gate and the signal guards with bitter eyes. It was felt that they were indifferent to escorts from Ronin because they were prestigious disciples.
"ha!"
Takgo shook his head excitedly and returned to the floor.
“Yeon-ah, I'm going to go out and look for Choo Yeop-jin, but I don't think it will be easy. Still, what should I look for? Yeon younger brother, please take care of the older brother.”
“Okay, so go look for it. They say they go to the general group in the evening, so don’t push yourself too hard.”
“Oh, yes. Then go.”
Tak Go-myeong went down to the yard and approached Kang-mun, the head of the escort.
“Since I don’t know the face of Choo Yeop-jin, you should help me. Let's go together."
Kang Moon glanced at Sang Jae-yong.
Sang Jae-yong nodded his head as if to ask him to do so.
Then Jiang Wen frowned as if he was unwilling.
However, with his wrist tendons severed, he could not disobey Takgo Myung's words.
Eventually, he slumped his shoulders and followed Tak Gomyeong.
As the heartache and Tak Go-myeong disappeared, the escorts who were kneeling in the yard hesitated.
Shin Jeong-soo, who was looking at Yeon Jeok-ha and Sang Jae-yong alternately, asked cautiously.
“Come on, small hyeop. I want to get treatment... … . May I go?”
Although he looked young, he saw the sword hanging from his waist and asked for permission.
"song."
He didn't bother to capture the injured escorts.
Heart pain cut their tendons anyway, so it would be difficult to live with knives any longer. Of course, they won't even think of that yet.
When the escorts left, the palace became quiet.
Only the ragged breathing of the drooping windweed was floating around irregularly.
how much time has passed
Sang Jae-yong, who was standing like a folding screen, hesitantly opened his mouth.
“Hum, hum. Sohyeop, it's because the upper room is overdue... … . Can I leave now?”
“The old man.”
“… … tell me.”
Sang Jae-yong was disgusted with the young man's last words, but he held it in.
“If you want to be treated, treat others first.”
“… … .”
Sang Jae-yong's eyebrows trembled.
He must have acted like that after seeing that he was trying to press down with a tak garnish.
But that little guy knows one thing and doesn't know the other.
The treat is that only those with power receive it. That power comes from money or force.
For example, the reason why that young guy dares to act like a bitch to himself is because he is wearing his sword. In other words, it is possible to do such a thing because it has power.
If he has more power than his opponent, the situation is reversed. It is to be able to return the insults inflicted by that young bastard and the ronin. And he had the money to make it happen.
“Can I go see it?”
As soon as I go back, I plan to spend the money and hire a better master than them. In my current state of mind, I was so angry that I couldn't do anything.
Yeon Jeok-ha glanced at Sang Jae-yong.
Seeing that he doesn't answer at all, he seems like a person who is blocked by his stubbornness.
So, he must have pushed his older brothers like that?
People like that don't have answers.
“You have a lot of grumpiness on your face. Turn off because I don’t want to see you.”
Sang Jae-yong strode out of the hall without looking back.
***
release.
Cheonhyang Spot.
Around lunchtime, customers flocked to the spot, befitting a place with famous accommodations. Shop assistants walk around the table, take orders, and deliver them to the kitchen.
As usual, the busy but peaceful daily life ended with a binge of drinking.
Someone had fallen from this floor into the middle of a spot on the first floor.
No, it was slammed onto the table.
Surprised by the unexpected situation, the guests scattered like locusts.
Udangtang. thump.
As many people rushed to the entrance at once, a commotion broke out.
Stepping on the remains of a broken table, a man covered in blood struggled to his feet.
He was the owner of the Cheonhyang spot, the Cheon-salma-an scale maniac.
“Cool!”
His lips, which had been spitting dark red blood with a cough, twitched.
“Why are you doing this to me who left Gangho? Please tell me why.”
Of course, it is true that he left Gangho on the surface. Those who did not know the details knew him as the owner of the Cheonhyang Banjeom.
Heartache descended from this floor like a feather.
“Scale light. Did you try to kill the escort of Yonghuiru a few days ago?”
“Yes, yes.”
It seems like he already knew, so he didn't deny it.
His opponent's inaction was so overwhelming that he felt desperate.
“You do know that the escort warrior was poisoned by a poisonous needle, right? Give me the release right away. If there is no cancellation, you will die.”
“If you give me the cancellation, will you save me?”
The Cheok Do-gwang looked at the old man with hot eyes.
"of course. I came to get the cancellation drug, not to kill you.”
“Then I will give it to you. Do not break the pact.”
The scale light was a face that came back to life after dying.
I still don't know if that old man will keep his promise, but I'm still satisfied. He thought he would surely be beaten to death, but where did he find even the tiniest bit of hope!
After moving to the jukbang, Cheok Do-gwang took out a small porcelain bottle from under his table.
“If you feed one drop of this, it will be detoxified within a few days.”
The heartache kept her bottle in her arms.
He turned around and asked as if he had belatedly remembered the heartache he was about to leave.
“Is the person who hired the Chu Yeopjin from the upper part of the Dead Sea?”
"exactly."
"Do you know anything more about Choo Yeop-jin's contract?"
"I don't know anything except that he tried to make a contract for 700 hermits."
Heartache stared at the scale light.
It didn't seem like the scale maniac was lying.
Listening to his story reminded me of Sang Jae-yong's face glistening with dog oil.
“Why did you call Sang Jae-yong yesterday?”
“How could a woman like Choo Yeop-jin pay for the contract? It's all money for commercial use. So he met with him to extort some money from him. Two of the waters that I worked hard to raise died... … .”
If heart pain was the cause of the political faction, it would have killed the Cheok Do-gwang who was talking about watering. However, Shim Tong was a sapper to the bone, so the story of the Zhao Daogwang was just a matter of interest.
"So you're saying that Sang Jae-yong is the one who gave the money to Choo Yeop-jin?"
“Almost certainly. Moreover, Choo Yeop-jin is like Sang Jae-yong's limbs. He couldn't have made a contract without Sang Jae-yong's permission. But the fox-like old man finally caught it. Yesterday, there was no evidence, so I just ended the story.”
"You're not hiding anything anymore, are you? If I hear anything other than what I have said so far, I will come back. Know that that day is your ancestral rite.”
“I have told you everything I know. What else do I hide in this yard?”
"joy!"
The heartache of being cynical opened the door and disappeared.
The scale light who had been standing in a daze fired the shotgun ceremony.
"ha! Who the hell are you? He's just a thief... … .”
The goatee and hard-looking face is Hao Mun, and Mu Gong is a long-ranking member of the Chilpai Mun. No, maybe even stronger than them. The military swordsman Lee Yeon-ik, whom I saw from afar, wasn't even that good.
"Hi everyone, translation for this novel is coming from: AgusTus
Chapter 97- Treat others first
Sang Jae-yong of the Ark of the Dead Sea opened his mouth slowly.
“Yesterday, suddenly the owner of Cheonhyang Banjeom asked to see me, so I met him. Ah, the owner of the Cheonhyang Banjeom is a master from the past called Cheok Do-gwang, the Cheon-salmaan.”
Gu Chun-no also waved his hand as if he was feeling frustrated.
"Quickly. what a lot to say Knowing the name of such a bastard, where do you write it?”
Sang Jae-yong unknowingly shrugged his shoulders.
That heinous warlord's madou scale light is called a bastard. Thinking that the old man was such a master made his back ache. That's why you have to fool that monstrous old man.
“Yes, yes. I mentioned him because he is the owner of a killing group called Jukbang.”
In an instant, a light flashed in the eyes of the heartache.
Because Jukbang was one of the organizations he had to find.
“He asked us to make amends for the damage caused to him by the Dead Sea Chamber. One of the nangin I have made a request to Jukbang, and the damage is serious... … .”
Sang Jae-yong, thinking of abandoning Choo Yeop-jin, lowered his name to Ronin.
“Hehe, is that what you did in the jukbang?”
“Yes, I clearly said so.”
“Who is the guy who made the request?”
“This is Choo Yeop-jin. He is so cruel that he is called a murderer. In fact, about ten days ago, he came to me and said strange things.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Jang Moon-ho, a cloth merchant, is rich… … He asked me to kill Daehyeop, but he said he didn't know what to do. So he once scolded him not to say anything strange. Because Jang Moon-ho and Pung Dae-hyeop were all people who helped me with my work.”
"omg! Moonho Jang?”
Takgomyeong, who was listening behind him, jumped up from his seat.
Even if it wasn't, it reminded me of how Poongyeoncho was reluctant to him because it didn't feel good.
That's the reason why Sahapwon was found far from Jang Moon-ho's house.
But that man named Jang Moon-ho did such a thing in the end!
Takgomyeong asked in place of the Poongyeoncho hanging down in the center of the floor.
“Did that Chu Chu also tell me why Jang Moon-ho tried to kill Brother Pung?”
"yes. He said it was to accept Feng Daehyeop's wife as her concubine. When Feng Dahyeop dies, she says that a woman will come to her... … .”
Poongyeoncho, who was lying down as if she was shocked, gave out a sick sound, saying ‘Keuk’.
“Jang Moon-ho, a guy worse than that dog, did the job in the end! you bastard! Sang Jae Yong! If what you just said is a lie, you won't die gracefully!”
“Tak Daehyeop! Really! I swear to the God of Heaven and Earth, it is true!”
Sang Jae-yong trembled and groaned.
It's such a change that it's hard to believe that he acted carelessly just a moment ago. Like a worn-out merchant, he is submitting to great power.
The heartache said to Yeonjeokha.
“Gongja-nim, if it was really done in Jukbang, there will be a cancellation of the drug. I'll check if the old man's words are true.”
“Go quickly. Poong hyung-nim, I’m going to run out of breath.”
"yes. In the meantime, brother Tak, hold on to Chu Yeop-jin. I can't believe that old man's words."
“Okay. Come quickly. I will take care of Choo Yeop-jin.”
At the end of the ten thousand words, Sim Tong stomped his feet and soared into the sky.
It is a technique of eogi chungso (御气衝溯) that can be used only when the internal power is at its peak.
The heartache that twisted in the air three feet (approximately 9 meters) went away with a gloomy ear cry of ‘uhhhh!’.
Seeing this, the escorts' complexions turned pale.
Even a long master of the Chilpaimun would not be able to see such an inaction.
Sang Jae-yong, in particular, was terrified like a dog who was afraid to poop.
Since the chuyeop jin has not been removed yet, it seems that the inside is burning black.
“Sang Jae-yong. Where is Chu Yeop-jin?”
Sang Jae-yong bowed his head and answered the question of Tak-go.
“That, I don’t know. I've rarely seen him during the day. I usually come to the corps around dusk, guard the outer garden until midnight, and then go back.”
Takgomyeong went down to the yard where the escorts were.
“Do you guys know where Chuyeopjin is?”
"I do not know."
“We don’t know the escorts of the General Corps.”
This time, Tak Go-myeong approached Sang Jae-yong's signal guards.
Since they follow Sang Jae-yong like a shadow, they want to stay with the general.
Tak Go-myeong met the eyes of the escort commander Kang-moon.
“Do you know where Chu Yeop-jin is?”
“I don’t know. Except that he protects the outer garden... … .”
“Damn it, then who knows where Chu Yeop-jin is?”
“I wonder if they are the escorts of the Outer Hospital. We only know his face and name.”
Takgomyeong looked at the river gate and the signal guards with bitter eyes. It was felt that they were indifferent to escorts from Ronin because they were prestigious disciples.
"ha!"
Takgo shook his head excitedly and returned to the floor.
“Yeon-ah, I'm going to go out and look for Choo Yeop-jin, but I don't think it will be easy. Still, what should I look for? Yeon younger brother, please take care of the older brother.”
“Okay, so go look for it. They say they go to the general group in the evening, so don’t push yourself too hard.”
“Oh, yes. Then go.”
Tak Go-myeong went down to the yard and approached Kang-mun, the head of the escort.
“Since I don’t know the face of Choo Yeop-jin, you should help me. Let's go together."
Kang Moon glanced at Sang Jae-yong.
Sang Jae-yong nodded his head as if to ask him to do so.
Then Jiang Wen frowned as if he was unwilling.
However, with his wrist tendons severed, he could not disobey Takgo Myung's words.
Eventually, he slumped his shoulders and followed Tak Gomyeong.
As the heartache and Tak Go-myeong disappeared, the escorts who were kneeling in the yard hesitated.
Shin Jeong-soo, who was looking at Yeon Jeok-ha and Sang Jae-yong alternately, asked cautiously.
“Come on, small hyeop. I want to get treatment... … . May I go?”
Although he looked young, he saw the sword hanging from his waist and asked for permission.
"song."
He didn't bother to capture the injured escorts.
Heart pain cut their tendons anyway, so it would be difficult to live with knives any longer. Of course, they won't even think of that yet.
When the escorts left, the palace became quiet.
Only the ragged breathing of the drooping windweed was floating around irregularly.
how much time has passed
Sang Jae-yong, who was standing like a folding screen, hesitantly opened his mouth.
“Hum, hum. Sohyeop, it's because the upper room is overdue... … . Can I leave now?”
“The old man.”
“… … tell me.”
Sang Jae-yong was disgusted with the young man's last words, but he held it in.
“If you want to be treated, treat others first.”
“… … .”
Sang Jae-yong's eyebrows trembled.
He must have acted like that after seeing that he was trying to press down with a tak garnish.
But that little guy knows one thing and doesn't know the other.
The treat is that only those with power receive it. That power comes from money or force.
For example, the reason why that young guy dares to act like a bitch to himself is because he is wearing his sword. In other words, it is possible to do such a thing because it has power.
If he has more power than his opponent, the situation is reversed. It is to be able to return the insults inflicted by that young bastard and the ronin. And he had the money to make it happen.
“Can I go see it?”
As soon as I go back, I plan to spend the money and hire a better master than them. In my current state of mind, I was so angry that I couldn't do anything.
Yeon Jeok-ha glanced at Sang Jae-yong.
Seeing that he doesn't answer at all, he seems like a person who is blocked by his stubbornness.
So, he must have pushed his older brothers like that?
People like that don't have answers.
“You have a lot of grumpiness on your face. Turn off because I don’t want to see you.”
Sang Jae-yong strode out of the hall without looking back.
***
release.
Cheonhyang Spot.
Around lunchtime, customers flocked to the spot, befitting a place with famous accommodations. Shop assistants walk around the table, take orders, and deliver them to the kitchen.
As usual, the busy but peaceful daily life ended with a binge of drinking.
Someone had fallen from this floor into the middle of a spot on the first floor.
No, it was slammed onto the table.
Surprised by the unexpected situation, the guests scattered like locusts.
Udangtang. thump.
As many people rushed to the entrance at once, a commotion broke out.
Stepping on the remains of a broken table, a man covered in blood struggled to his feet.
He was the owner of the Cheonhyang spot, the Cheon-salma-an scale maniac.
“Cool!”
His lips, which had been spitting dark red blood with a cough, twitched.
“Why are you doing this to me who left Gangho? Please tell me why.”
Of course, it is true that he left Gangho on the surface. Those who did not know the details knew him as the owner of the Cheonhyang Banjeom.
Heartache descended from this floor like a feather.
“Scale light. Did you try to kill the escort of Yonghuiru a few days ago?”
“Yes, yes.”
It seems like he already knew, so he didn't deny it.
His opponent's inaction was so overwhelming that he felt desperate.
“You do know that the escort warrior was poisoned by a poisonous needle, right? Give me the release right away. If there is no cancellation, you will die.”
“If you give me the cancellation, will you save me?”
The Cheok Do-gwang looked at the old man with hot eyes.
"of course. I came to get the cancellation drug, not to kill you.”
“Then I will give it to you. Do not break the pact.”
The scale light was a face that came back to life after dying.
I still don't know if that old man will keep his promise, but I'm still satisfied. He thought he would surely be beaten to death, but where did he find even the tiniest bit of hope!
After moving to the jukbang, Cheok Do-gwang took out a small porcelain bottle from under his table.
“If you feed one drop of this, it will be detoxified within a few days.”
The heartache kept her bottle in her arms.
He turned around and asked as if he had belatedly remembered the heartache he was about to leave.
“Is the person who hired the Chu Yeopjin from the upper part of the Dead Sea?”
"exactly."
"Do you know anything more about Choo Yeop-jin's contract?"
"I don't know anything except that he tried to make a contract for 700 hermits."
Heartache stared at the scale light.
It didn't seem like the scale maniac was lying.
Listening to his story reminded me of Sang Jae-yong's face glistening with dog oil.
“Why did you call Sang Jae-yong yesterday?”
“How could a woman like Choo Yeop-jin pay for the contract? It's all money for commercial use. So he met with him to extort some money from him. Two of the waters that I worked hard to raise died... … .”
If heart pain was the cause of the political faction, it would have killed the Cheok Do-gwang who was talking about watering. However, Shim Tong was a sapper to the bone, so the story of the Zhao Daogwang was just a matter of interest.
"So you're saying that Sang Jae-yong is the one who gave the money to Choo Yeop-jin?"
“Almost certainly. Moreover, Choo Yeop-jin is like Sang Jae-yong's limbs. He couldn't have made a contract without Sang Jae-yong's permission. But the fox-like old man finally caught it. Yesterday, there was no evidence, so I just ended the story.”
"You're not hiding anything anymore, are you? If I hear anything other than what I have said so far, I will come back. Know that that day is your ancestral rite.”
“I have told you everything I know. What else do I hide in this yard?”
"joy!"
The heartache of being cynical opened the door and disappeared.
The scale light who had been standing in a daze fired the shotgun ceremony.
"ha! Who the hell are you? He's just a thief... … .”
The goatee and hard-looking face is Hao Mun, and Mu Gong is a long-ranking member of the Chilpai Mun. No, maybe even stronger than them. The military swordsman Lee Yeon-ik, whom I saw from afar, wasn't even that good.
