Chapter 4: Friend (1)
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Chapter 4: Friend (1)
Friend (1)
A-Qing was truly happy until recently.
It was because she had money.
If life felt unenjoyable, one should try thinking about how much wealth they had first. After all, it was a common trait of those who found intentional travel fun but domestic travel boring to save money in their own country.
The purse of that guy named Ugly Devil or whatever was enormous and plundering had been the right of the victor since ancient times.
It was the first time in A-Qings Murim life that she had accumulated wealth exceeding even a gold piece.
She also turned in the head of the evil-doer.
After all, the higher the Evil Karma they held, the heftier the bounty.
To exaggerate a bit, her moneybag was so heavy that even walking straight became difficult due to its weight.
As such, A-Qing enjoyed the finest culinary delights of Jianghu as much as she desired..
She bid farewell to her old Moonlight Sword (No. 5) which was like a lover to her and welcomed the new, young, and lovely Moonlight Sword (No. 6).
It was her first time actually buying a new sword, as she had always picked up others discarded ones.
A sword untouched by others. One that was truly hers.
She felt a newfound affection for it.
Ill take good care of you.
The previous Moonlight Sword (No. 5) was so poorly maintained that it had rusted from inside out.
When the metal shop refused to even pay the price of scrap metal for it, she casually tossed it away by the roadside.
Then she bought new, sturdy, and affordable clothes.
A-Qing had a major realization.
If you had money, even this damned Murim world could be enjoyable!
She could even casually ignore the status window thanks to this. Her mood, elevated by her culinary adventures, remained unshaken even from the status windows kicks.
A-Qings spending habits were as follows.
Those who couldnt see their future did not save, a behavior common among youth in all countries of her homeworld.
Thanks to her having the same exact trait, she became broke in no time.
Ah. Those were good days.
All that remained was Moonlight Sword (No. 6).
A swordsmans lover, the sword.
A luxury item she bought at the cost of half a gold piece.
Lets be together for life, Moonlight Sword, okay?
This was the reason for a person to splurge.
At least the splurged items remained by their side, even when they were a step away from poverty.
Your order is ready.
Thud. The server placed the dish down without care nor sincerity.
Three dumplings. One soup.
If you bought at least three dumplings, you would get a free bowl of soup; a wisdom she learned from her two years of Murim life.
Contrary to modern common sense, dumplings in Murim were the most basic food, made of playing dough without any filling. Usually costing one coin or two in pricier inns, they were the cheapest food in Jianghu.
Dumplings with meat were called meat dumplings and cost a whopping fifteen to twenty coins.
Another piece of wisdom learned from her two years living in Murim.
When dumplings were too dry, it was good to soak them in soup.
If her throat felt dry, then it was good to drink the soup.
Looking at her suddenly humble meal, A-Qing glanced down at her beloved sword, Moonlight Sword (No. 6).
I wonder How much would I get if I sold this?Follow current novels on novelb((in).(com)
Its practically new It hasnt even been used that many times.
But let us not forget, this was only the wisdom of someone two years into her Murim life.
She couldnt really understand the depreciation and second-hand pricing of swords, so she decided to keep it for now.
But seriously. I really need to make money.
What should I do?
A-Qing opened the Martial Arts Window from her Status Window.
Every time she saw it, she felt like shit, but she needed to check her accumulated Free Practice Points.
Free Practice Points allowed instant mastery of martial arts and could be a lifesaver in critical situations.
Her Sword Art of the Yue Maiden (True Form), Yue Maiden Cultivation Technique (True Form), and Yue Maiden Footwork (True Form), the Qinggong Technique she possessed, had all reached Twelve Stars.
Twelve Stars meant the highest achievement one could hold in that martial art.
Usually when people say they had accomplished the Grand Star, it means they had mastered the martial art in question up to such a point.
Of course, to A-Qing, who learned martial arts through the Status Window, this was a completely different concept from what martial arts meant by Grand Star.
For her, the Twelve Stars that made up the Grand Star meant that all moves were imprinted in her memory and she gained additional Ability Points and Special Skills for each martial art.
Aside from those, the rest of the martial arts listed were just from casually touching manuals in bookstores.
All of them were martial arts with a White Border.
In Murim Chronicles: A Tale of Life and Death, martial arts were classified by colors: White Border for the lowest, followed by Blue, Red, Gold, and the highest, Purple Border.
The producer didnt really name the grades, so people usually referred to them as White Martial Arts, Blue Martial Arts, and so on.
For reference, the True Form of the Sword Art of the Yue Maiden was a Purple Martial Art.
It was said to be one of the greatest cheat codes in the game, but she couldnt be sure since she hadnt learned any other martial arts.
After all, comparisons required a reference group.
And now, it was time to add a Purple Martial Art.
After a year of hardship, A-Qing had accumulated over five hundred points of Righteous Karma.
It was truly a long, humiliating time.
Righteous Karma was very useful.
Why? Because of Righteous Rewards.
It was a system inside the game that allowed her to select and master a desired martial art whenever Righteous Karma reached a certain level.
And the first round of such an exchange happened at five hundred points of Righteous Karma.
A-Qing?
A response came from the side.
It was the majestic, ultra low-frequency voice of that rude bastard from before, Peng Daesan.
The son of the Peng Family had a voice so low it would make almost any woman melt, but it did not affect A-Qing.
Peng Daesan was seated with his back turned, so A-Qing had to turn her head to see his face.
Woah! How can someone be so handsome?
The moniker Jade Qilin was a tradition passed down through generations, a special title given to the most handsome among promising young prodigies.
And this generations Jade Qilin, Peng Daesan, was praised for having the most handsome features in the long history of the Central Plains. Seeing as how his unofficial title was the Most Handsome Man Under the Heavens, was there anything more that needed to be said?
But A-Qing was only mimicking a woman but was essentially a man.
As such, she was not swayed by the mans appearance.
She was simply astonished.
Woah! What is that face? Hes so handsome! Im jealous!
What is going on? Why is there a surreal sight right before my eyes?
Is this actually the face of a man that exists in this world?
If all the men in the world, past and future, were lined up by appearance, he would surely take first place, even if time was measured by an eternity.
That was the extent of A-Qings surprise, who was a man at heart.
In truth, women who encountered Jade Qilins striking face unprepared usually fainted or collapsed on the spot.
As A-Qing gaped in admiration at his beauty, Peng Daesan spoke bluntly.
A-Qing. Do you perhaps also use the Sword Art of the Yue Maiden?
Wow. You know about the Sword Art of the Yue Maiden, huh! Could it be-
Ha. Tsk. This is a bit new.
Peng Daesan interrupted A-Qing with a snort.
What the fuck? Whats with this rude bastards attitude?
Is he acting all high and mighty just because hes a bit handsome?
A-Qing frowned, clearly annoyed.
A-Qing is your real name, you say?
Yeah. And?
I have never heard of that surname before. Then, who is the founder of your clan?
Uh, um. Well, about that.
How should I know?
But saying I dont know might be too suspicious.
In truth, A-Qing mostly wandered alone.
The only company she ever had were the fellow poor.
As they said, birds of a feather flock together.
So, she knew nothing about the formalities of the well-dressed upper class.
She just assumed that bastards who were well off even inquired about ancestors.
A-Qing racked her brain.
Who was a known person with the surname A that she could use?
Why cant you answer?
I was about to, okay?
So, who is your founder?
Uh Asura?
Was this right?
It came out spontaneously, but Asura didnt seem quite right.
A-Qing, the 17th Descendant of Asura. Hm, it might be okay.
Keuk, kekek, kehAHAHAHA.!
But then, Peng Daesan burst into laughter, out of the blue.
It seemed that it wasnt quite right after all.
Good. Very refreshing. You get 27 points.
For what?
Your face is plain, so 0 points. Your figure is decent, but youre tall, so points deducted. You look indecent because your chest is so big, so points deducted once more. That makes 7 points. But you made me laugh, so 20 bonus points for a total of 27.
What the? How can he be so confident while committing sexual harassment?
It was so severe that it was clear this attitude was definitely not the culture of Murims upper class.
Other women might have run away in humiliation and sorrow, but it didnt hurt A-Qings feelings at all.
Instead, it enraged her.
This rude piece of shit could not be forgiven.
Hey, you. Do you think your mouth has a hole so that you could shit out nonsense from it? Is it a mouth or an asshole? Fucking spewing crap out, huh. I get 27 points? Fine, Ill give you a hundred points. Want me to stamp you with a thick Well Done for that?
I dont know what youre saying, but it sounds like you wish to hit me.
Peng Daesan did not hide his mocking smile.
Very well then. Hit me. Do it.
But there was one thing Peng Daesan did not know.
After starting her Murim journey, A-Qing rarely held back.
She was filled with existential anxiety, unsure whether she was in a game or reality.
Basically, she lacked the patience and luxury to restrain her impulses.
Moreover, when provoked to strike, she did not hesitate.
As such, A-Qing clenched her fist tightly.
And firmly punched Peng Daesans smooth cheek with a resounding Bam!
At that sight, the Escort Leaders face turned utterly pale.
1
a martial art founded and taught by Kwan Jang Nim Hwang Kee, his successor Hwang Hyun Chul, known as H.C. Hwang, and instructors who are certified by member organizations of the World Moo Duk Kwan, Inc. This martial art was originally the ancient martial art of Korea.
/genesisforsaken
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Chapter 4: Friend (1)
Friend (1)
A-Qing was truly happy until recently.
It was because she had money.
If life felt unenjoyable, one should try thinking about how much wealth they had first. After all, it was a common trait of those who found intentional travel fun but domestic travel boring to save money in their own country.
The purse of that guy named Ugly Devil or whatever was enormous and plundering had been the right of the victor since ancient times.
It was the first time in A-Qings Murim life that she had accumulated wealth exceeding even a gold piece.
She also turned in the head of the evil-doer.
After all, the higher the Evil Karma they held, the heftier the bounty.
To exaggerate a bit, her moneybag was so heavy that even walking straight became difficult due to its weight.
As such, A-Qing enjoyed the finest culinary delights of Jianghu as much as she desired..
She bid farewell to her old Moonlight Sword (No. 5) which was like a lover to her and welcomed the new, young, and lovely Moonlight Sword (No. 6).
It was her first time actually buying a new sword, as she had always picked up others discarded ones.
A sword untouched by others. One that was truly hers.
She felt a newfound affection for it.
Ill take good care of you.
The previous Moonlight Sword (No. 5) was so poorly maintained that it had rusted from inside out.
When the metal shop refused to even pay the price of scrap metal for it, she casually tossed it away by the roadside.
Then she bought new, sturdy, and affordable clothes.
A-Qing had a major realization.
If you had money, even this damned Murim world could be enjoyable!
She could even casually ignore the status window thanks to this. Her mood, elevated by her culinary adventures, remained unshaken even from the status windows kicks.
A-Qings spending habits were as follows.
Those who couldnt see their future did not save, a behavior common among youth in all countries of her homeworld.
Thanks to her having the same exact trait, she became broke in no time.
Ah. Those were good days.
All that remained was Moonlight Sword (No. 6).
A swordsmans lover, the sword.
A luxury item she bought at the cost of half a gold piece.
Lets be together for life, Moonlight Sword, okay?
This was the reason for a person to splurge.
At least the splurged items remained by their side, even when they were a step away from poverty.
Your order is ready.
Thud. The server placed the dish down without care nor sincerity.
Three dumplings. One soup.
If you bought at least three dumplings, you would get a free bowl of soup; a wisdom she learned from her two years of Murim life.
Contrary to modern common sense, dumplings in Murim were the most basic food, made of playing dough without any filling. Usually costing one coin or two in pricier inns, they were the cheapest food in Jianghu.
Dumplings with meat were called meat dumplings and cost a whopping fifteen to twenty coins.
Another piece of wisdom learned from her two years living in Murim.
When dumplings were too dry, it was good to soak them in soup.
If her throat felt dry, then it was good to drink the soup.
Looking at her suddenly humble meal, A-Qing glanced down at her beloved sword, Moonlight Sword (No. 6).
I wonder How much would I get if I sold this?Follow current novels on novelb((in).(com)
Its practically new It hasnt even been used that many times.
But let us not forget, this was only the wisdom of someone two years into her Murim life.
She couldnt really understand the depreciation and second-hand pricing of swords, so she decided to keep it for now.
But seriously. I really need to make money.
What should I do?
A-Qing opened the Martial Arts Window from her Status Window.
Every time she saw it, she felt like shit, but she needed to check her accumulated Free Practice Points.
Free Practice Points allowed instant mastery of martial arts and could be a lifesaver in critical situations.
Her Sword Art of the Yue Maiden (True Form), Yue Maiden Cultivation Technique (True Form), and Yue Maiden Footwork (True Form), the Qinggong Technique she possessed, had all reached Twelve Stars.
Twelve Stars meant the highest achievement one could hold in that martial art.
Usually when people say they had accomplished the Grand Star, it means they had mastered the martial art in question up to such a point.
Of course, to A-Qing, who learned martial arts through the Status Window, this was a completely different concept from what martial arts meant by Grand Star.
For her, the Twelve Stars that made up the Grand Star meant that all moves were imprinted in her memory and she gained additional Ability Points and Special Skills for each martial art.
Aside from those, the rest of the martial arts listed were just from casually touching manuals in bookstores.
All of them were martial arts with a White Border.
In Murim Chronicles: A Tale of Life and Death, martial arts were classified by colors: White Border for the lowest, followed by Blue, Red, Gold, and the highest, Purple Border.
The producer didnt really name the grades, so people usually referred to them as White Martial Arts, Blue Martial Arts, and so on.
For reference, the True Form of the Sword Art of the Yue Maiden was a Purple Martial Art.
It was said to be one of the greatest cheat codes in the game, but she couldnt be sure since she hadnt learned any other martial arts.
After all, comparisons required a reference group.
And now, it was time to add a Purple Martial Art.
After a year of hardship, A-Qing had accumulated over five hundred points of Righteous Karma.
It was truly a long, humiliating time.
Righteous Karma was very useful.
Why? Because of Righteous Rewards.
It was a system inside the game that allowed her to select and master a desired martial art whenever Righteous Karma reached a certain level.
And the first round of such an exchange happened at five hundred points of Righteous Karma.
A-Qing?
A response came from the side.
It was the majestic, ultra low-frequency voice of that rude bastard from before, Peng Daesan.
The son of the Peng Family had a voice so low it would make almost any woman melt, but it did not affect A-Qing.
Peng Daesan was seated with his back turned, so A-Qing had to turn her head to see his face.
Woah! How can someone be so handsome?
The moniker Jade Qilin was a tradition passed down through generations, a special title given to the most handsome among promising young prodigies.
And this generations Jade Qilin, Peng Daesan, was praised for having the most handsome features in the long history of the Central Plains. Seeing as how his unofficial title was the Most Handsome Man Under the Heavens, was there anything more that needed to be said?
But A-Qing was only mimicking a woman but was essentially a man.
As such, she was not swayed by the mans appearance.
She was simply astonished.
Woah! What is that face? Hes so handsome! Im jealous!
What is going on? Why is there a surreal sight right before my eyes?
Is this actually the face of a man that exists in this world?
If all the men in the world, past and future, were lined up by appearance, he would surely take first place, even if time was measured by an eternity.
That was the extent of A-Qings surprise, who was a man at heart.
In truth, women who encountered Jade Qilins striking face unprepared usually fainted or collapsed on the spot.
As A-Qing gaped in admiration at his beauty, Peng Daesan spoke bluntly.
A-Qing. Do you perhaps also use the Sword Art of the Yue Maiden?
Wow. You know about the Sword Art of the Yue Maiden, huh! Could it be-
Ha. Tsk. This is a bit new.
Peng Daesan interrupted A-Qing with a snort.
What the fuck? Whats with this rude bastards attitude?
Is he acting all high and mighty just because hes a bit handsome?
A-Qing frowned, clearly annoyed.
A-Qing is your real name, you say?
Yeah. And?
I have never heard of that surname before. Then, who is the founder of your clan?
Uh, um. Well, about that.
How should I know?
But saying I dont know might be too suspicious.
In truth, A-Qing mostly wandered alone.
The only company she ever had were the fellow poor.
As they said, birds of a feather flock together.
So, she knew nothing about the formalities of the well-dressed upper class.
She just assumed that bastards who were well off even inquired about ancestors.
A-Qing racked her brain.
Who was a known person with the surname A that she could use?
Why cant you answer?
I was about to, okay?
So, who is your founder?
Uh Asura?
Was this right?
It came out spontaneously, but Asura didnt seem quite right.
A-Qing, the 17th Descendant of Asura. Hm, it might be okay.
Keuk, kekek, kehAHAHAHA.!
But then, Peng Daesan burst into laughter, out of the blue.
It seemed that it wasnt quite right after all.
Good. Very refreshing. You get 27 points.
For what?
Your face is plain, so 0 points. Your figure is decent, but youre tall, so points deducted. You look indecent because your chest is so big, so points deducted once more. That makes 7 points. But you made me laugh, so 20 bonus points for a total of 27.
What the? How can he be so confident while committing sexual harassment?
It was so severe that it was clear this attitude was definitely not the culture of Murims upper class.
Other women might have run away in humiliation and sorrow, but it didnt hurt A-Qings feelings at all.
Instead, it enraged her.
This rude piece of shit could not be forgiven.
Hey, you. Do you think your mouth has a hole so that you could shit out nonsense from it? Is it a mouth or an asshole? Fucking spewing crap out, huh. I get 27 points? Fine, Ill give you a hundred points. Want me to stamp you with a thick Well Done for that?
I dont know what youre saying, but it sounds like you wish to hit me.
Peng Daesan did not hide his mocking smile.
Very well then. Hit me. Do it.
But there was one thing Peng Daesan did not know.
After starting her Murim journey, A-Qing rarely held back.
She was filled with existential anxiety, unsure whether she was in a game or reality.
Basically, she lacked the patience and luxury to restrain her impulses.
Moreover, when provoked to strike, she did not hesitate.
As such, A-Qing clenched her fist tightly.
And firmly punched Peng Daesans smooth cheek with a resounding Bam!
At that sight, the Escort Leaders face turned utterly pale.
1
a martial art founded and taught by Kwan Jang Nim Hwang Kee, his successor Hwang Hyun Chul, known as H.C. Hwang, and instructors who are certified by member organizations of the World Moo Duk Kwan, Inc. This martial art was originally the ancient martial art of Korea.
/genesisforsaken
Chapter 4: Friend 1 Friend 1 A-Qing was truly happy until recently.It was because she had money.If life felt unenjoyable, one should try thinking about how much wealth they had first. After all, it was a common trait of those who found intentional travel fun but domestic travel boring to save money in their own country.The purse of that guy named Ugly Devil or whatever was enormous and plundering had been the right of the victor since ancient times. It was the first time in A-Qings Murim life that she had accumulated wealth exceeding even a gold piece.She also turned in the head of the evil-doer.After all, the higher the Evil Karma they held, the heftier the bounty. To exaggerate a bit, her moneybag was so heavy that even walking straight became difficult due to its weight.As such, A-Qing enjoyed the finest culinary delights of Jianghu as much as she desired..She bid farewell to her old Moonlight Sword No. 5 which was like a lover to her and welcomed the new, young, and lovely Moonlight Sword No. 6. It was her first time actually buying a new sword, as she had always picked up others discarded ones.A sword untouched by others. One that was truly hers.She felt a newfound affection for it. Ill take good care of you.The previous Moonlight Sword No. 5 was so poorly maintained that it had rusted from inside out.When the metal shop refused to even pay the price of scrap metal for it, she casually tossed it away by the roadside. Then she bought new, sturdy, and affordable clothes.A-Qing had a major realization.If you had money, even this damned Murim world could be enjoyable!She could even casually ignore the status window thanks to this. Her mood, elevated by her culinary adventures, remained unshaken even from the status windows kicks.A-Qings spending habits were as follows.Those who couldnt see their future did not save, a behavior common among youth in all countries of her homeworld.Thanks to her having the same exact trait, she became broke in no time. Ah. Those were good days.All that remained was Moonlight Sword No. 6. A swordsmans lover, the sword.A luxury item she bought at the cost of half a gold piece.Lets be together for life, Moonlight Sword, okay?This was the reason for a person to splurge.At least the splurged items remained by their side, even when they were a step away from poverty.Your order is ready.Thud. The server placed the dish down without care nor sincerity.Three dumplings. One soup.If you bought at least three dumplings, you would get a free bowl of soup; a wisdom she learned from her two years of Murim life.Contrary to modern common sense, dumplings in Murim were the most basic food, made of playing dough without any filling. Usually costing one coin or two in pricier inns, they were the cheapest food in Jianghu.Dumplings with meat were called meat dumplings and cost a whopping fifteen to twenty coins.Another piece of wisdom learned from her two years living in Murim.When dumplings were too dry, it was good to soak them in soup.If her throat felt dry, then it was good to drink the soup.Looking at her suddenly humble meal, A-Qing glanced down at her beloved sword, Moonlight Sword No. 6.I wonder How much would I get if I sold this?Follow current novels on novelbin.com Its practically new It hasnt even been used that many times.But let us not forget, this was only the wisdom of someone two years into her Murim life.She couldnt really understand the depreciation and second-hand pricing of swords, so she decided to keep it for now.But seriously. I really need to make money. What should I do? A-Qing opened the Martial Arts Window from her Status Window.Every time she saw it, she felt like shit, but she needed to check her accumulated Free Practice Points.Free Practice Points allowed instant mastery of martial arts and could be a lifesaver in critical situations.Her Sword Art of the Yue Maiden True Form, Yue Maiden Cultivation Technique True Form, and Yue Maiden Footwork True Form, the Qinggong Technique she possessed, had all reached Twelve Stars.Twelve Stars meant the highest achievement one could hold in that martial art.Usually when people say they had accomplished the Grand Star, it means they had mastered the martial art in question up to such a point. Of course, to A-Qing, who learned martial arts through the Status Window, this was a completely different concept from what martial arts meant by Grand Star. For her, the Twelve Stars that made up the Grand Star meant that all moves were imprinted in her memory and she gained additional Ability Points and Special Skills for each martial art.Aside from those, the rest of the martial arts listed were just from casually touching manuals in bookstores.All of them were martial arts with a White Border.In Murim Chronicles: A Tale of Life and Death, martial arts were classified by colors: White Border for the lowest, followed by Blue, Red, Gold, and the highest, Purple Border.The producer didnt really name the grades, so people usually referred to them as White Martial Arts, Blue Martial Arts, and so on.For reference, the True Form of the Sword Art of the Yue Maiden was a Purple Martial Art.It was said to be one of the greatest cheat codes in the game, but she couldnt be sure since she hadnt learned any other martial arts.After all, comparisons required a reference group.And now, it was time to add a Purple Martial Art.After a year of hardship, A-Qing had accumulated over five hundred points of Righteous Karma. It was truly a long, humiliating time.Righteous Karma was very useful.Why? Because of Righteous Rewards.It was a system inside the game that allowed her to select and master a desired martial art whenever Righteous Karma reached a certain level.And the first round of such an exchange happened at five hundred points of Righteous Karma.A-Qing?A response came from the side.It was the majestic, ultra low-frequency voice of that rude bastard from before, Peng Daesan. The son of the Peng Family had a voice so low it would make almost any woman melt, but it did not affect A-Qing.Peng Daesan was seated with his back turned, so A-Qing had to turn her head to see his face.Woah! How can someone be so handsome?The moniker Jade Qilin was a tradition passed down through generations, a special title given to the most handsome among promising young prodigies.And this generations Jade Qilin, Peng Daesan, was praised for having the most handsome features in the long history of the Central Plains. Seeing as how his unofficial title was the Most Handsome Man Under the Heavens, was there anything more that needed to be said?But A-Qing was only mimicking a woman but was essentially a man.As such, she was not swayed by the mans appearance.She was simply astonished. Woah! What is that face? Hes so handsome! Im jealous! What is going on? Why is there a surreal sight right before my eyes? Is this actually the face of a man that exists in this world? If all the men in the world, past and future, were lined up by appearance, he would surely take first place, even if time was measured by an eternity.That was the extent of A-Qings surprise, who was a man at heart.In truth, women who encountered Jade Qilins striking face unprepared usually fainted or collapsed on the spot.As A-Qing gaped in admiration at his beauty, Peng Daesan spoke bluntly.A-Qing. Do you perhaps also use the Sword Art of the Yue Maiden?Wow. You know about the Sword Art of the Yue Maiden, huh! Could it be-Ha. Tsk. This is a bit new.Peng Daesan interrupted A-Qing with a snort.What the fuck? Whats with this rude bastards attitude? Is he acting all high and mighty just because hes a bit handsome?A-Qing frowned, clearly annoyed.A-Qing is your real name, you say?Yeah. And?I have never heard of that surname before. Then, who is the founder of your clan?Uh, um. Well, about that. How should I know? But saying I dont know might be too suspicious.In truth, A-Qing mostly wandered alone.The only company she ever had were the fellow poor.As they said, birds of a feather flock together.So, she knew nothing about the formalities of the well-dressed upper class.She just assumed that bastards who were well off even inquired about ancestors.A-Qing racked her brain.Who was a known person with the surname A that she could use?Why cant you answer?I was about to, okay?So, who is your founder?Uh Asura? Was this right? It came out spontaneously, but Asura didnt seem quite right. A-Qing, the 17th Descendant of Asura. Hm, it might be okay.Keuk, kekek, kehAHAHAHA.!But then, Peng Daesan burst into laughter, out of the blue.It seemed that it wasnt quite right after all.Good. Very refreshing. You get 27 points.For what?Your face is plain, so 0 points. Your figure is decent, but youre tall, so points deducted. You look indecent because your chest is so big, so points deducted once more. That makes 7 points. But you made me laugh, so 20 bonus points for a total of 27.What the? How can he be so confident while committing sexual harassment?It was so severe that it was clear this attitude was definitely not the culture of Murims upper class.Other women might have run away in humiliation and sorrow, but it didnt hurt A-Qings feelings at all.Instead, it enraged her.This rude piece of shit could not be forgiven.Hey, you. Do you think your mouth has a hole so that you could shit out nonsense from it? Is it a mouth or an asshole? Fucking spewing crap out, huh. I get 27 points? Fine, Ill give you a hundred points. Want me to stamp you with a thick Well Done for that?I dont know what youre saying, but it sounds like you wish to hit me.Peng Daesan did not hide his mocking smile.Very well then. Hit me. Do it.But there was one thing Peng Daesan did not know.After starting her Murim journey, A-Qing rarely held back.She was filled with existential anxiety, unsure whether she was in a game or reality.Basically, she lacked the patience and luxury to restrain her impulses.Moreover, when provoked to strike, she did not hesitate.As such, A-Qing clenched her fist tightly.And firmly punched Peng Daesans smooth cheek with a resounding Bam! At that sight, the Escort Leaders face turned utterly pale.1a martial art founded and taught by Kwan Jang Nim Hwang Kee, his successor Hwang Hyun Chul, known as H.C. Hwang, and instructors who are certified by member organizations of the World Moo Duk Kwan, Inc. This martial art was originally the ancient martial art of Korea. /genesisforsaken
