Episode 354 Moving Giants (4)Damsayoung shook her head as she watched the money transfer bag moving away.
âHe is truly a great person.â
He glanced back.
The woman who was standing politely could not take her eyes off the back of Zheng Zhongbaek.
âHow did you see it?â
âHe was exactly what I expected.â
âJust as expected⦠What kind of person was the Iron Blood Lord you imagined?â
âItâs an honest beast.â
It was an unexpected evaluation. Dam Sa-young smiled broadly.
âThat is correct. Heâs a very honest beast. So I think heâs great.â
âyes.â
âThe world divides the martial arts faction into the right faction and the sad faction. But the world is not that simple. âIf you walk the path, there will only be righteous people, and if you walk the path, will there be only unrighteous people?â
ââ¦.â
âThe desire to get to the top is the same. The moment they realize that it is easier and faster to deceive than to be deceived, many politicians take a similar path. Thatâs why, in places of power, tricks are always rampant and power is created. â
âokay.â
âBut this one is different. âHe has no hesitation in deceiving and hates being deceived, but he never abandons his sword of honesty.â
âHeâs an attractive person.â
âI guess thatâs one of his weapons. The charm of the person itself is so outstanding that no one can help but follow him. âAt the same time, I feel like an animal and I instinctively know what kind of person the person in front of me is.â
Damsayoung shook her head.
âIf it werenât for the Demon Cult Leader, he would have been the only enemy in this messy world.â
The woman asked with a smile.
âThen, the leaderâs opponent is not me, but the leader of the Demon Cult?â
Dam Sa-yeong did not reply for a moment.
He looked at the seat where Song Zhengbaek was sitting. The tea on the table had already become cold.
âThis is someone who never lets down his or her guard. âI didnât take a sip of tea until the end.â
That car contained the seeds of the blood that was not long left.
Dam Sa-young was that kind of person. Show dignity to those who show dignity, and treat those who splash filth with the same filth.
Song Sang-baek was fully prepared when he came here, so he also showed his sincerity.
âI knew it from the moment we first laid eyes on each other. Song Seongju hates me so much. âI hate it to the point where I want to kill it.â
That was the reason why he told the woman to put money in her blood when getting in the car. I donât know if he was simply on guard, but there was a strong desire to live for himself in Song Sang-baekâs heart.
And I didnât really try to hide it. At the root of all of Song Geum-baekâs words and actions today was a strong murderous intention toward Uicheon Muje Damsa-yeong.
âNevertheless⦠you join hands with me.â
The woman shook her head.
âI really donât think anyone can be the head of an organization.â SÑará´h the ηovelFire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
âIs everyone like me just because they are the head of a group? While there are cunning old men like me, there are also honest and bold people like me. But whatâs important is how far you are willing to give up your feelings for the benefit of the group.â
âThen how far are you willing to give up, Lord?â
âI never give up.â
ââ¦.â
âIf it werenât for a position where I wouldnât have to worry about losing money, I wouldnât have sat here in the first place.â
Dam Sa-young stood up.
the woman asked.
âAre you moving now?â
âWe havenât heard from the Demonic Cult yet, so we canât move right away.â
âMaster Demon will respond.â
âIf I had to guess the odds, I donât think he would respond.â
âWhy do you think that?â
Damsayoung shook her head.
âMy evaluation of that little cult leader was sincere. But itâs clear that heâs such a great guy that itâs hard for him to come back. âIsnât it the Demon Cult leader who raised such an outstanding person?â
The woman tilted her head. If the Demon Lord is so great, wouldnât he rather meet him in person? It would be more refreshing to meet in person and negotiate.
âIn the end, itâs one of two things. If the Demon Cult Master responds to my call, he must be a person with attachment to the worldly world, otherwiseâ¦â
âWhat if not?â
âIf not⦠I donât know.â
Damsayoung burst out laughing.
âWhat about these and what about those? âHeâs someone I have to meet at least once.â
âThatâs true.â
âBut what you say makes sense. âYou donât have to move right away, but it doesnât hurt to prepare in advance.â
Damsayoung turned around.
âIt is time to give the final command to the Shameless Temple.â
* * *
âHey⦠customer?â
ââ¦.â
âBusiness hours are over, so nowâ¦â
Grump.
An old man wearing a bamboo hat placed a gold bag on the table.
The guesthouse ownerâs eyes wavered. At first glance, it didnât seem like the heavy thing was worth a penny or two.
said the old man.
âThere is a guest coming. Please do not accept any other guests and close the guest room door.â
âOh yeah.â
The owner quietly lifted the gold bag.
âomg!â
The weight was truly enormous. Moreover, from what I heard, it was not just an iron coin, but at least a silver coin. With a silver coin of this weight, you would be able to live on for three months even if you closed the door.
âIâll cook this for you!â
âGive me one of the best performers.â
âyes!â
The owner of the inn quickly entered the kitchen.
The old man took a sip of his drink, still wearing his bamboo lip. Even though it was a window seat, I didnât even look out the window.
I quietly emptied my drink for a while.
Sigh.
The guest room door opened.
The owner of the inn, who had been preparing food with Sooksu for a while, hesitated before leaving the kitchen. This is because an old man wearing a bamboo hat raised his hand to block his actions.
It was clearly the guest the old man was talking about. The owner bowed his head and returned to the kitchen.
Jump and jump.
The old manâs eyes, hidden by the bamboo shoots, shone.
âItâs light.â
The sound coming from the floor was very refreshing.
That wasnât all. It was neither overly bold nor overly cautious. It wasnât something to talk about as a grand middle road, it was so ordinary that it was rather a free walk.
A small smile appeared on the old manâs lips.
ââ¦Itâs been a while since I heard footsteps.â
He taught countless assassins and countless informants.
However, none of them showed such natural walking. It was a gait that made a sound but was quickly unrecognized by the listener.
Grumble.
Another old man sat opposite the old man.
âAre you here?â
âIâm here.â
The old man who was sitting first, Kang Woo-chang, took off his bamboo robe.
Then I saw my younger brother. They were blood relatives whom I saw again after more than twenty years.
âYouâre very old.â
My brotherâs first words after meeting me after such a long time were very simple.
A small smile appeared on Kang Woo-kyungâs face.
Kang Woo-chang couldnât figure out what his younger brotherâs smile meant. Due to the gap of the past twenty years, I could no longer read my brotherâs emotions.
âYou are also very old.â
âThere is no business ahead of time. âStill, Iâve managed my physical strength well.â
That was true. Kang Woo-chang was over seventy years old. Nevertheless, his physique was no less than that of a young man with red eyes.
âYou seem to have gotten better.â
âThe leader has given me grace.â
âSect leaderâ¦â
Kang Woo-changâs eyes deepened.
âYou werenât captured by the cult leader, but you crawled under his crotch?â
There was a hint of bitterness in Kang Woo-kyungâs smile.
When I met my brother again more than twenty years later, nothing had changed. Although he had more wrinkles, his voice became duller, and his hair became grayer, he was still a colorless temple leader.
âSo it is.â
âUgly guy.â
Seeing his younger brother nodding his head so easily, a look of sadness appeared on Kang Woo-changâs face.
The younger brother he knew was never like this. He did not choose any means or methods for his mission and purpose, and his skills were also the best in the midfield.
Time is definitely scary. The strongest assassin in colorless history, who was as cunning as a fox and as ferocious as a tiger, is now neither a tiger nor a fox anymore.
âDo you blame me?â
âI resented you.â
âIt doesnât sound like it is right now.â
âThe time has passed for the rivers and mountains to change twice. âMy brother and I have entered the last years of our lives, and we are still pondering the meaning of such resentment.â
ââ¦I saw it alive, so it was okay.â
Kang Woo-chang got up from his seat and put on his bamboo lip.
âIâll pretend I didnât see you today. âIf I ever meet you again in Gangho, I will cut your head off.â
With those words, Kang Woo-chang turned around.
At that time, Kang Woo-kyung opened his mouth.
âAre you going to assassinate the religious leader?â
At that moment, a terrifying murderous look appeared in Kang Woo-changâs eyes.
âHow do you know that?â
âLet me see if itâs true.â
âI asked how you knew.â
âJust as I was crouching under the leaderâs crotch, arenât you wiping the poop of the leader of Uicheon?â
Kang Woo-changâs eyes twitched.
âI will ask again. Where did you hear that? âKnow that your answer could mean the difference between life and death today.â
âYou can tell by looking at the situation in the central plains and the eyes of your brother.â
ââ¦.â
âI gained freedom under the sect leader, but it seems like you were trapped under the leader for too long. âWhere did you sell your unrivaled ability to infer the future just by looking at the flow of world affairs?â
Kang Woo-chang turned around.
âDonât come out into the world again.â
âGive up.â
ââ¦.â
âThe religious leader is not a person. Even if a colorless person has a hundred, it is impossible.â
âAre you willing to listen to the loserâs complaints? âDo you really want to die in Yeseo?â
Kang Woo-kyung didnât say anything.
Kang Woo-chang opened the guest room door. But I didnât go out right away.
After standing like that for a moment, Kang Woo-chang opened his mouth.
âTo me, you died twenty years ago. I donât want to meet the dead in this world. So, I will speak for the last time.â
ââ¦.â
âDonât go out into the world.â
thud!
The guesthouse door was closed.
After a while, the owner of the inn came out holding a large, steaming plate.
âHuh? âWhat about the guests hereâ¦?â
âIâm hungry. âPut it on the table.â
âyes? Oh yes!â
The owner, who had placed the dishes on the table, glanced at me and retreated to the kitchen.
Kang Woo-kyung, who was quietly watching the cooking, picked up his chopsticks.
âYou canât leave after ordering something to cook.â
He played with his chopsticks.
The dish was very delicious.
âYou will fail, brother. âThe young bastardâs son couldnât afford it, so he ordered precious food and ran away, but the leader is a person who knows courtesy and formality.â
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