Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

Episode 229:

I couldn’t help but notice.

Because it was a face that perfectly matched the one confirmed through an examination of his appearance in his past life.

‘Isn’t it a little different?’

As the time was right, he looked a little younger.

But the overall appearance remained the same.

After Pang Gon Hu.

A collateral blood relative of the Hebei Peng family.

He was not a particularly talented person, nor was he a great person who achieved great achievements.

Nevertheless, the reason I remember him is because he was a person who contributed greatly to discovering the secret of Muyeongsintu (無影神偸).

‘In a way, you could say that I was the culprit that led to my death in my past life.’

There were two main items needed to enter the secret building of Muyeongshintu.

Grocery stores and new items.

Since the location of the sacred objects was recorded in the Jangbodo, it could be said that virtually everything originated from Pang Gonhu.

‘Zhang Bo-dao is currently in the hands of Peng Kun-hu.’

Even he himself may not be aware of that fact.

Paeng Yeon-ji, who had been quietly staring at me, opened her mouth with a puzzled expression.

“Small cooperative?”

“Oh yeah.”

“Perhaps our family’s warriors are rude in some way…”

“No. “I just caught my eye for a moment because there was a person with a face similar to an acquaintance of mine.”

“okay.”

“Anyway, you said you were ordered to take the later leaders of the family to the Murim Alliance.”

“yes.”

“So, are they all reserve monks?”

“That’s right.”

Now I can understand the situation to some extent.

It was common for large corporations to enlist their collateral relatives in large numbers during times of war.

The purpose may be different, but the two most common reasons were as follows.

First, to show off to the martial society that our family contributed so much to the war effort.

Second, to weed out risky molecules and at the same time reduce the size of excessively bloated collateral.

Probably, the later exponents brought in by Paeng Yeon-ji would have had to take the entrance test against their will in that context.

“Oh, now that I think about it, I forgot to introduce Sohyeop.”

Let’s chat for a while.

Suddenly, Peng Yanji slapped his palms together and looked back.

“This small cooperative is the branch leader of the Sacheon branch of the Murim League. “I’m sure everyone has heard of the nickname Heavenly Dragon, right?”

“…!”

The eyes of the young people who were looking at us with blank expressions suddenly brightened.

I smiled awkwardly and scratched my cheek.

I felt strange as I was being looked at with envy by warriors of the same age.

“It is an honor to meet the Cheonryong Sohyeop, which is renowned throughout the central region. “My name is Peng Ho-yong, a collateral branch of the Hebei Peng family.”

“I have been hearing about the activities of the small cooperative for a long time. “I am…”

Young people introduce themselves with great excitement.

If I left it like this, it would take a year just to receive my greetings.

With a wink, I asked Peng Yanji for help.

Peng Yeon-ji, who was laughing, slapped her palms together again and said.

“Since the cooperative is in trouble, we will end our greetings here.”

“…….”

“There is not much time left. “Go straight to the testing site.”

Young people licking their lips with regretful expressions.

After bowing lightly, Peng Yeon-ji led the young people and left.

As I was staring at their backs as they walked away, I said something like a throw away.

“I hope there will be good results.”

It was a light cheer, but the response was passionate.

The young people responded by raising their voices.

Pang Kunhu also looked in my direction with a solemn expression.

‘Well, no one else knows, but after the pandemic, that guy will be eliminated.’

I smiled and walked away.

I knew because I had memories of my past life.

There is no history of a person named Peng Gonhu working as a blind swordsman.

He was a person with no special features other than the fact that he was strapped for money while taking care of his sick old mother.

‘Good.’

The opportunity came much faster than I expected.

I thought there was no need to ask Paeng Yeon-ji to build a bridge.

Originally, I had planned to visit Hebei Pengjia and visit Peng Kunhu’s residence in person, but I was able to greatly shorten the time.

‘The problem is how to naturally contact Pang Kunhu…’

* * *

“How about it?”

“I’ve never seen a lake this big in my life. “It’s truly amazing.”

A road adjacent to Dongdong Lake.

A woman walking next to him let out a soft exclamation.

Everyone passing by nearby gave the woman their gaze.

It wasn’t because of the woman’s beautiful appearance.

Her dark skin color caught the attention of those around her.

“That skin color…”

“No matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like he’s from the middle circle, right?”

A rustling sound penetrated my ears.

There was no way she couldn’t have heard that, but Woo Hwa-yeon’s expression was extremely calm.

“…….”

There were people who went beyond simply showing interest and even gave gazes filled with unpleasant emotions.

I didn’t even know if it was natural.

By nature, humans are creatures that feel hostility toward races other than their own.

“Wouldn’t it be better to use bamboo ribs now?”

“it’s okay.”

It was recommended that she wear a bamboo hat with a cotton thread, but Woo Hwa-yeon lightly shook her head to show her refusal.

I sighed softly and let go of the hand holding the bamboo pod.

“The midfield is a really good place. “I think I understand why past Beast Palace owners have been so eagerly targeting the midfield lands.”

“Is that so?”

“I think it was a good decision to follow Sohyeop and come to Jungwon.”

“…….”

It couldn’t have been what he meant.

Contrary to what she said, her expression was not very bright.

‘I left my hometown and settled in a remote area where there were only complete strangers, so I couldn’t possibly feel at ease.’

Perhaps her refusal to wear a bamboo lip may have something to do with this.

Isn’t this something you wanted to experience at least once?

How do Jungwon people react when they see their skin color?

It’s been a while since I walked like that.

“Stop.”

“It’s rare. Why is there a woman from Namman in Jungwon?”

A large man with his muscular upper body fully exposed appeared as if blocking the path ahead.

A craftsman wearing a fancy silk robe was looking around from behind as if observing.

I was able to recognize the hierarchical relationship between the two people at a glance.

“Hmm…”

Gong Mi-gongja’s eyes narrowed.

He was swiping Woo Hwa-yeon’s face with a sinister expression, so it seemed like he was interested in her.

A large man, who I presumed to be the U.S. Duke’s guard, tilted his head toward me and said.

“The Archduke says he has something to say to you.”

“The Archduke?”

“The family of fortune and enlightenment.” “You’ve probably heard of the name arrangement, right?”

“……?”

It was a family name I had never heard of.

Judging from what he was saying, it seemed like he was a member of the Murim Sega active in Honam.

At least it didn’t seem like the family was powerful enough to interest me.

Even if it were me, my memory wasn’t good enough to memorize even the names of each and every one of my little ones.

“You sure you don’t know?”

“I do not know. “I just stopped by for a while because I had some work to do in Honam.”

“This is why they are country worms…”

The giant clicked his tongue and looked back.

It seemed like he was asking his employer, a non-gongja, for his opinion on what to do.

“…….”

I frowned at the open, unseasonal outfit.

No matter where I looked, I had an unpleasant feeling.

“So what does the Grand Duke of the Unose Family have to say to me?”

“I liked the slave you had.”

“yes?”

“Hand over the slave to me. “I will pay a high price.”

I even felt absurd because my attitude was so confident.

How dare you mistake Woo Hwa-yeon, who is a blood relative of the Prince of Beasts and the granddaughter of the Lord of Dokgok, for a slave?

Originally, owning slaves was prohibited by national law.

“This person is not a slave.”

“It’s no use trying to gloss over it.”

I couldn’t figure out on what basis they thought Woo Hwayeon was a slave.

I clicked my tongue and placed my hand on the sword.

I feel sorry for Woo Hwayeon, but this was reality.

The view of the people of Central Plains towards the people of Southern Manchuria was never favorable.

Without going far, you could tell just by looking at Hwang Bo-kyung.

Prejudice, discrimination, disregard, and contempt were basic.

It’s not for nothing that I repeatedly recommended wearing bamboo lipstick.

Although the young man in front of me is a fairly extreme example, it would have been good to know about Woo Hwa-yeon at this point.

‘If we are not careful with our movements, situations like this will continue to occur in the future.’

It was good to be confident in yourself.

However, sometimes that confidence could be a factor that causes unnecessary fights.

Like right now.

“What are you thinking?”

“…….”

“You can’t believe they would even start a fight with me… 1000,000!”

I brought out my sword like lightning and stamped the giant’s seal with my sword.

The giant fell down with the sound of a pig being slit, and rolled around on the floor, clutching his face.

Migongzi shouted with a very embarrassed face.

“What is this?!”

“By the way, I forgot to introduce myself.”

“No matter where you live, you can turn the Unos family into an enemy and get away with it…”

“My name is Yeon-woon, and I am the head of the Sacheon branch of the Murim League.”

“Yeonsoun?”

“yes.”

“Are you… by any chance… a member of the Celestial Dragon League?”

“They are called by that nickname.”

“……”

Gong Mi Gongja’s expression became blank for a moment.

He cleared his throat once, bowed politely and spoke.

“Yeon Sohyeop. No, Yeon Daehyeop. “I was rude and did not recognize this precious person.”

As he did not answer and just stared, cold sweat formed on Mi Gongja’s forehead.

The sound of swallowing dry saliva pierced my ears.

“Please forgive me generously.”

“You picked the wrong person to apologize to.”

“yes?”

“I’m not the one who was insulted, am I?”

“That’s right.”

“Let me introduce you. “This is Woo Hwayeon Sojeo, the princess of the Beast Palace.”

“…Princess?”

The artist who was busy rolling his eyes and the guard warrior who was writhing in pain.

He was frozen in place like a stone statue and stared at Woo Hwayeon with eyes of disbelief.

Woo Hwayeon, who was just watching the situation quietly, said with a calm smile on her lips.

“Yeon Sohyeop. “There is one thing I would like to ask.”

“Please speak.”

“If I don’t forgive them, will it be a nuisance to the small cooperative?”

“It doesn’t really matter.”

“Then it will be up to me to decide whether to forgive them or not.”

“yes.”

Migongzi’s face turned white.

It seemed like he realized late what kind of situation he was in.

I continued talking as if to drive a wedge in.

“If you want, I will visit the Unosega right now and hold the head of the family accountable. “We will provide a space for you to receive a formal apology.”

“That’s not a bad idea.”

“……sorry!”

The great prince of the Unosega clan hit his head on the ground.

The colorful silk clothes were covered with dust.

“I have committed a mortal sin!”