Episode 88. Third party, please leave it out.
The small, old restaurant, which didn’t even have a sign, was full of customers. Most of them were people stopping by on their way to and from Luoyang to satisfy their hunger.
Since Jeom So-i was not visible, Yeon Jeok-ha and Gu Cheon-no had to find an empty space on their own.
When there was no empty table in sight, Simtong turned his mind to joining the table.
As Simtong approached the table with the empty chair, an old man came out from inside.
“Hehe, if there are no empty tables, you can sit anywhere. What would you like to get me?”
Simtong did not respond to his words, but gestured to Yeonjeokha.
“Confucius, please come here.”
It was only after Yeonjeokha came and sat down in the empty seat that he finally turned his attention to the old man.
“What are you good at in this house?”
“The noodles, stir-fried pork, and roast duck are delicious.”
“Bring it out.”
“Yes, yes.”
The old man looked at the sword hanging from the waist of Simtong and Yeonjeokha, bowed excessively, and then turned away.
In this place, it seemed natural to eat together, so the people who had been eating first didn’t say anything.
It was only then that I saw the food they were eating.
It’s somen noodles.
Looking at the other tables around me, they were, of course, serving somen noodles.
Most people were eating noodles as if they had made a promise.
Then Simtong spoke softly.
“Confucius, they look like that.”
A flash of light passed through Yeonjeokha’s eyes.
I knew who they were referring to without even asking. They were probably the people who had come running in the carriage. I didn’t have any particular feelings, but I turned my head slightly out of curiosity.
This man and woman were eating noodles without thinking.
It was hard to tell them apart from the other guests just by their food, but I think I know why Simtong called them that.
At first glance, they exuded the aura of martial artists, and the appearances of both the men and women were outstanding.
They were eating their noodles frantically as if someone was chasing them from behind.
It seemed that driving a carriage like crazy in the government office wasn’t simply due to his personality.
I found myself licking my lips without even realizing it.
Watching them eat made my mouth water and I became very hungry.
I want to eat quickly so my palms are sweaty.
Is that why?
My stomach even started growling.
It was then that Yeonjeokha turned her head again with an awkward expression.
bang.
Someone roughly opened the door to the spot.
The upper joint of the old door had fallen off, making it rattle unsightly.
The eyes of the people who had been quietly eating their food suddenly turned towards the entrance.
Then six men rushed in.
The men who were looking around the spot with ominous faces suddenly drew their weapons.
One of them said with a snicker.
“Hehehe. Did you think you could escape from our grasp? You’re lying around in spots like this after only starving for a day. Aren’t you ignoring us too much?”
Yeonjeokha turned her head to follow his gaze.
As expected, this man and woman put down their chopsticks with pale faces.
The man who had been muttering shouted, kicking a nearby chair hard.
“If you don’t want to die, get out now, you little shits!”
The other men also chuckled and chimed in.
“What are you looking at? You idiots!”
“Watch their moves, you little shits!”
As the atmosphere became tense, the customers eating the noodles hurriedly got up and went outside.
At the noise, an old man who had been helping with kitchen work poked his head through a crack in the door.
“What are you! Aren’t you going out?”
One of the men whose eyes met the old man’s glared.
The startled old man nodded and walked out of the kitchen hesitantly.
Yeonjeokha, who saw that sight, said a word.
“Ah, there. Let’s eat some! Old man, hurry up and come in and bring out some food. I’m so hungry I could die.”
“yes?”
The old man looked back and forth between Yeonjeokha and the man with a blank expression.
“I’m so hungry my hands are shaking. Hurry up and let me eat. I’m really not kidding.”
The old man took one look at the sword hanging from Yeonjeokha’s waist, then slowly backed away and went back to the kitchen.
The man, Lee Cheol-won, glared at Yeon Jeok-ha with eyes that were too young to live.
It’s already annoying that they keep staying, but they even interfere with their own business?
I wanted to kill them right away, but I was concerned about the swords hanging from their waists.
Lee Cheol-won forcibly suppressed his boiling anger.
Even if it weren’t for the adage that you should be careful of the elderly, children, and women, it’s suspicious to do something like that in this kind of atmosphere.
Lee Cheol-won, who had been catching his breath for a moment, spoke in a booming voice.
“We are the Luoyang Iron Blood Faction. We are capturing the rebels of Changhaemu-gwan, so we would appreciate it if you could leave the third party behind.”
Lee Cheol-won believed that by now the boy and the old man would have cowered.
The Saphain Iron Blood Faction was a huge sect that even the Chilpai clan could not treat lightly. It was impossible to live in Luoyang with such an iron blood sect.
At that moment, one of the men and women shouted.
“Lies! Why are we the peninsula? You were the ones who tried to swallow up the commander-in-chief! You can’t act like the commander-in-chief is with you! The real peninsula is the commander-in-chief who is with you, that son of a bitch!”
Lee Cheol-won said in a laughable tone.
“You crazy bitch! We just took over the Changhaemu Command as per the contract. If it suits your taste, we leave it up to the Commander-in-Chief. If it doesn’t, then you’re a traitor?”
“Profit! You tricked the general into signing a fake contract, you bastards!”
Jeong Yeon-ji, the great disciple of Chang Hae-mugwan who had been glaring at Lee Cheol-won, turned her head to Yeon Jeok-ha.
“So-hyeop! The Iron Blood Group is a famous criminal group in Luoyang. They are trying to take away Changhaemu-gwan and kill us who are trying to ask for help from Cheongpungjang!”
Even though Jeongyeonji revealed the truth as if telling a lie, Yeonjeokha’s face remained indifferent.
Unable to stand by and watch, Jeong Mu-jin, Jeong Yeon-ji’s older brother, intervened.
“Little coup! They are the Sapa of Luoyang, taking away the Changhaemuguan, and those who oppose… … .”
At that moment, Yeonjeok-ha said, rubbing his ears as if it was noisy.
“Wow, that’s really weird. What are you saying to someone who came to eat because they were hungry? If you want to fight, go out and fight. Let’s be quiet. Don’t bother other people.”
A triumphant smile appeared on Lee Cheol-won’s face.
It was clear that the opponent was intimidated by the name of Cheolhyeolbang and refused to accept the invitation.
“Pull it out.”
At Lee Cheol-won’s order, five men approached this man and woman.
Jeong Yeon-ji, who had been gritting her teeth, pulled out her sword.
“Yeah, come here, you little shits. I’m tired of running away now. Let’s end it here.”
Jeong Mu-jin and Im Hyo-do drew their swords on her left and right.
In response, five men pulled out Park Do, and the narrow spot was filled with murder.
The five men who were about to advance looked at Lee Cheol-won with puzzled eyes.
They were supposed to spread out in a single line, but the boy’s and the old man’s tables were stuck in the middle.
If the boy and the old man don’t get out of the way, I’ll have to stick my head in each of those three swords.
Finally, Lee Cheol-won coughed in vain and said a word.
“Hmm, hmm, hmm. Could you please step aside for a moment? The road is narrow, so we… … .”
Lee Cheol-won trailed off.
He saw the boy and the old man ignoring his words.
‘Are these fucking things crazy?’
What does it mean to sit down and try it even after hearing the name of Cheolhyeolbang?
Lee Cheol-won turned his eyes to the old man.
A red-leafed collection of maples was visible under the table.
Red maple leaves too.
In Hanam Province, there is only one master who is famous for his red-leafed swordfish.
Simyanggak, a swordsmith who has been inactive for over ten years.
Madu, who was called Hanam Yiheung along with Cheolhyeolbang Ark, Sajongdobu, and Jo Yangseon.
‘Really? Is it Senior Shim?’
It felt like Sim Yang-gak and his disciple.
If he is Sim Yang-gak, he is a close friend of Bang-ju, so he should be treated properly. Even if he is not, the six of them are no match for Sim Yang-gak.
Lee Cheol-won asked the old man with a hopeful mind.
“Excuse me, aren’t you the senior Gumilbokgeom who was called Hanam Iwoong together with our master?”
“Pfft!”
Yeonjeokha spit out the tea he had been holding in his mouth.
I couldn’t help but laugh at the mention of Hanam Lee Woong.
I don’t know if it’s two bad things, but it’s two heroes.
At that moment, Lee Cheol-won glanced at the boy with a displeased look. The adults were talking, but that brat with a dry brain was really acting up.
At that moment, Simtong opened his mouth.
“No. But is the Ark of the Iron Blood Fang an evil ark?”
“Yes, but… … .”
Lee Cheol-won looked at the old man with half-believing and half-doubting eyes.
How can you mention the name of the evil clan so casually when you’re not a member of the Gumilbok Sword?
While Lee Cheol-won was thinking for a while, an old, haggard voice came into his ear.
“When did he become an ark?”
“Last fall… … . But who are you, senior?”
“Go away. Don’t disturb the Master while he is eating.”
“… … .”
Lee Cheol-won looked at the old man with eyes full of discontent.
If it weren’t for the secret sword, there would be no reason to bow down and please the other person like this.
It is no exaggeration to say that the power of Cheolhyeolbang, which has lined up with famous schools, is ‘at least the same as Uicheonmun in Luoyang.’
That is also why the Iron Blood Room was able to swallow up the Sea of Warlords.
Lee Cheol-won, who had been thinking for a moment, spoke firmly.
“I don’t know who your senior is, but if you don’t want to become an enemy of the Iron Blood Group, it would be better to get out of the way.”
Just then, an old man came out of the kitchen holding noodles in both hands.
The old man hesitated from a distance, not daring to approach because the atmosphere was tense.
Yeonjeokha, who could no longer stand to watch, motioned for the old man to come to him.
Only then did the old man approach the table, bowing in all directions as if asking to be looked at.
When things didn’t go as planned, Lee Cheol-won bit his lip.
If I overturn the table as I please, I feel bad for the old man, and if I just leave it alone, my stomach turns.
He, who had been grumbling for a while, suddenly shouted.
“What are you doing! Aren’t you going to kill those bastards!”
Five men rushed towards the frost, but were stopped again by the table.
There was this man and woman standing over there with swords, and for them to advance one by one was suicidal.
It’s a problem no matter how you cross it.
If you mess with an old man and a boy while fighting in a narrow space, you never know what might happen.
Lee Cheol-won glared at the old man and the boy, gritting his teeth.
The old man and the boy were eating noodles peacefully in the midst of all this.
‘Fuck, you have to have faith… … .’
A sigh escaped from Lee Cheol-won’s mouth, who had been trembling for a long time.
In such a brutal situation, an ordinary person cannot be so calm.
To survive long in the world of martial arts, you need to be quick-witted.
If they suffer, they will seek revenge at the Iron Blood Room, but that means nothing after they are dead.
In the end, Lee Cheol-won decided to wait until the two old men had finished eating and left.
“… … I’ll take care of it once the seniors’ meal is over.”
Lee Cheol-won finished by stationing his men at the entrance and locking up the man and woman.
A smile appeared on Simtong’s face as he inhaled the noodles.
“Tsk, tsk, those guys are really observant.”
“That’s right. He takes after his fourth brother. He’s very perceptive towards thieves. Maybe he was a thief? Wow! The soup tastes good.”
Lee Cheol-won pretended not to hear the conversation between the two people.
Even so, I racked my brain to figure out the identities of those two people.
Judging from his behavior, he is not a political party.
Were there people like that among the Sapa in Hanam?
While the three groups were standing in an awkward position, the owner brought out the finished dish.
The table was filled with stir-fried pork, roast duck, and vegetables that I hadn’t even ordered.
Yeonjeokha and Simtong began to eat the roast duck by tearing it apart with their bare hands.
They look like people who have starved for several days, with oil on their hands and mouths and making grumbles.
Wuxia,
