While Oyong was watching from afar, the fight at the abandoned lumberyard was coming to an end.

Crack!

"Gurgle... gurgle."

Even the last one.

The only one standing was Cheonyeong.

"Tsk, you guys aren't even a post-meal workout..."

As Cheonyeong dusted off his hands, looking at the fallen and groaning giants, the hairy man whose vital points had been suppressed opened his mouth.

"You... do you know what you've done."

"I don't. Was I supposed to know?"

"You..."

It was such a bright smile.

"Don't be surprised when you hear this. Behind us is Yin Hand Chamber."

"...!"

"Heh heh, do you get it now? What you've done?"

Not at all... I don't get it.

If that's behind you, was I supposed to be surprised?

But...

You were the first one to go down, so why are you so triumphant?

It's annoying.

"You made a mistake. The Carpenter Ahn you're looking for is..."

At the sight of the hairy man who continued to speak, Cheonyeong sighed, approached, and squatted down.

Thump.

As Cheonyeong grabbed his ankle, the hairy man was bewildered.

"Come to think of it, you're the only one who's fine."

"...What?"

"Look, what happened to all the guys who attacked me. You have eyes, so you can see, right?"

At Cheonyeong's smile, the hairy man rolled his eyes and looked at his fallen comrades around him.

A guy with a broken leg, a guy with a broken arm...

There was no one who was fine.

Then by any chance?

"W, wait a minute! What are you trying to do now?"

"You don't know, do you?"

"...?"

"Where the people who picked a fight with me are?"

"What?"

"They're all lying in the ground now. Some have even become food for wild dogs."

"Th, what's that?"

He won't understand.

Because the face the hairy man is seeing is that of a seventeen-year-old boy.

But it's true.

During his life as an assassin, he had never forgiven those who attacked him with a sword.

Why should he save those who attack him to kill? He should kill them.

"Those guys also attacked with weapons, so I wanted to kill them all... but I was accidentally reborn. It's similar to turning over a new leaf, so to speak. And unfortunately, it's only been two days since I opened my sect, so it's a bit much to see blood. So consider yourself lucky. I'll just break them."

Unfortunate?

What's unfortunate?

Does he mean it's unfortunate that he can't kill them?

And he's just going to break them.

Damn it!

Is that a word or a fart?

If he's not careful, he might live with a permanent disability in his leg!

As Cheonyeong's smile deepened, the strength in the hand holding his ankle also grew stronger, and the hairy man became desperate.

"Wait! Wait! I'll tell you! In Yin Hand Chamber..."

"That's, enough. Yin Hand Chamber or whatever, I won't let anyone who gets in my way go."

"Wai..."

Crack!

"Aaaaaaaargh!"

Cheonyeong twisted lightly, and the hairy man, whose ankle was twisted, screamed.

"Hmm, should I have hit a vital point? You're as loud as you are big."

"Kuuuuh..."

The hairy man, with his eyes rolled back, seemed about to faint.

But should he?

He still hasn't found Carpenter Ahn...

He could ask the other guys, but since he asked him first, he should give him a chance to answer.

Slap! 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Cheonyeong slapped the hairy man, who was about to lose consciousness, hard.

"Ugh, uhuhuhu..."

He's crying.

Unbefitting of his appearance.

"Hey."

"You..."

"You? Should I break your remaining ankle too?"

"Young master!"

The smiling threat was immediately effective.

The smile overlapped with the image of him breaking people's legs while smiling, and goosebumps rose on the hairy man's body.

"Let's be good."

"...Yes."

The hairy man seemed to have chosen to protect his remaining leg at all costs.

"Where is Carpenter Ahn? I need to have a talk with him."

"Carpenter Ahn... is not here."

"What?"

What's this again?

Nosanggae clearly said he was doing odd jobs at the abandoned lumberyard.

"It's true. Carpenter Ahn quit his job at the abandoned lumberyard about five days ago."

At those words, one of Cheonyeong's eyes twitched.

Nosanggae, that damn beggar.

He clearly said he was here...

No way, did he send me to a place that's no different from a trap just to see my skills?

He dares to mock me?

"This... bastard."

As Cheonyeong clenched his fist in anger at Nosanggae, the hairy man's face turned pale.

"It's not my fault. It's because he got sick. He couldn't work anymore because of his illness..."

"Sick?"

"That's right. It's true."

Seeing the hairy man speak with all his might, it seems to be true.

But why is he suddenly like that, I didn't even say I didn't believe him...

But Nosanggae.

"This bastard..."

"It's not a lie. Please believe me! Please!"

The hairy man's plea became even more desperate.

I told you I believe you.

Who said anything?

He's just making a fuss for no reason.

Anyway, Nosanggae, just you wait.

I'll definitely repay this debt.

Cheonyeong ground his teeth and asked.

"So, where is the place where that person named Carpenter Ahn is recuperating?"

"It's in the back alley of the east side of the city."

"East side?"

"That's right. He's a very famous person, so it will be easy to find him."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"You know what happens if you're lying, right? If I go and it's not true, I'll come back and break your remaining ankle."

"A lie? I've only told the truth my whole life."

At the hairy man's words, Cheonyeong let out a small, wry laugh.

Yeah, right.

"Anyway, live a good life from now on. Keep your eyes straight, and don't speak informally to people you've just met."

"Of course! Of course! I will do so. I will definitely engrave the young master's teachings in my heart."

"Good."

Cheonyeong patted the hairy man's broken leg as if in encouragement and stood up.

"Kuaaak!"

"You're overreacting... well then, good luck. If you want revenge, come find me at Tang Family of Ganyang."

With those words, Cheonyeong left the abandoned lumberyard.

What can he do?

Carpenter Ahn isn't here.

Cheonyeong disappeared.

"This son of a bitch, you young bastard! Just you wait. I'll never forgive you."

The hairy man ground his teeth in the direction Cheonyeong had disappeared.

But... was there a place called Tanggata in Ganyang?

It's the first time I've heard of it.

"This son of a bitch is lying..."

Just as the hairy man was cursing.

"Hey!"

"...!?"

At the chilling voice, the hairy man made a crying face and began to apologize.

"I wasn't talking to the young master. To a guy I know... huh?"

"What kind of bullshit is that?"

The hairy man, who had thought Cheonyeong had returned, tilted his head as he looked at the beggar standing in front of him.

"Who?"

"Oyong of the Beggars' Sect."

"...Ah!"

As Oyong revealed his identity, the hairy man exclaimed.

Damn it...

As if a little evil spirit wasn't enough, now the Beggars' Sect too.

Is the abandoned lumberyard a sparrow's mill? Why can't everyone just pass by?

My ankle hurts so much, I'm so annoyed.

But his thoughts and words had to be different.

The beggar in front of him is a member of the Beggars' Sect.

He wasn't just a hanger-on like them, but a true martial artist.

"What brings a martial artist of the Beggars' Sect here?"

"...Why did he just go?"

"Yes?"

"Why did he just go back without meeting Carpenter Ahn?"

"Because he's not here."

"He's not here?"

"Yes. He quit the abandoned lumberyard five days ago due to illness..."

The hairy man repeated what he had told Cheonyeong.

And Oyong, who heard those words, frowned.

How could the Beggars' Sect possibly know all the news?

Moreover, Carpenter Ahn is not in a very important position in the martial world...

"Damn it, the branch chief said something useless."

Oyong's contorted face did not relax.

If Cheonyeong goes to find Carpenter Ahn, he will inevitably clash with Yin Hand Chamber.

"I hope nothing happens."

Although he said it out loud, he was not relieved.

It seemed like a big disaster was about to happen.

Moreover, he didn't know if it was his real skill or if he had revealed a part of his skill, but Cheonyeong's martial arts level was unexpected.

Although it was from a distance, didn't the energy surrounding his fist shine with a blue light?

At the very least...

"...First-rate or higher."

He's only seventeen...

It means he's on the same level as a martial artist who can imbue his sword with ki.

There are not many masters of that level in Ganyang.

He's no match for Nosanggae, who has reached the stage of emitting ki, but he won't be lacking compared to the leader of Yin Hand Chamber.

But what if... Tang Cheonyeong's skill is more than what he saw?

No, it's definitely more.

The saying that you hide thirty percent of your skill in the martial world isn't there for no reason.

"I have to... report it."

Oyong realized that it was not a problem he could handle alone and hurriedly headed to Tang Family, where the Beggars' Sect branch was staying.

Just in case, if Yin Hand Chamber, which was attacked at the abandoned lumberyard, attacks Tang Cheonyeong, and Tang Cheonyeong is at the stage of using sword ki?

"A big disaster is about to happen."

He could never handle it alone.

The branch chief, Nosanggae, had to step in.

* * *

The back alley of Ganyang.

Like the back alleys of any city, it's a pretty secluded place.

Like the shadow created by the light of the city, on its other side.

Was it because of the atmosphere?

The back alleys were always treated as a hotbed of crime.

To solve that, they didn't even dispatch government troops...

Cheonyeong, who had left the abandoned lumberyard, entered the back alley of Ganyang where Carpenter Ahn's house was said to be.

There were inns and taverns, and there was also a market.

But it was old and lacked vitality.

As Cheonyeong entered the street, people glanced at him.

He thought his clothes were quite plain, but it seemed that was not the case there.

Perhaps thinking he was rich, the vagrant children who were wandering the streets ran towards Cheonyeong.

"Please give me a penny."

"Young master."

Looking at the prostrated children, Cheonyeong let out a small laugh.

The children who are in the weakest position on the streets.

Cheonyeong was like that not long ago, and so were Yongcheon and the other children.

"Alright, I'll give you some."

"Really?"

"But I have a favor to ask."

"A favor?"

"Yeah."

"Kind-hearted young master, please ask for anything!"

"You're a smooth talker."

Cheonyeong, who rummaged through his pocket, took out an iron coin and put it in the child's begging bowl.

As the coin clinked, the child's mouth opened wide.

"By any chance, do you know about a person named Ahn Chilgang?"

"Ahn Chil... Carpenter Ahn?"

"You seem to know him."

"Of course! That mister is so kind. He buys us food whenever he gets money."

"I see. Can you guide me to his house?"

"Yes?"

"Why?"

"No, that's..."

At Cheonyeong's words, the children mumbled and glanced at each other.

"Is something wrong?"

"Actually... there are warriors guarding in front of his house."

"Warriors?"

"Yes. They are very scary people. Since they came, we can't even get close."

"I'm not asking you to go all the way to the front of the house. If you just guide me to the vicinity, I'll give you two pennies each."

"T, two pennies? To all of us?"

"Yeah, I'll give two pennies to each of you."

The children's eyes widened.

The children of the streets.

No matter how kind-hearted a person was, they didn't give away so much money.

Why would a person with that much financial power come to the back alleys?

If you want to receive even a single penny, you have to go to the main street... but the spots there were already taken.

By the guys who are quite strong among the vagrant gangs, or the adults.

The two pennies Cheonyeong was giving were literally a windfall.

If they didn't spend it individually and gathered it all... they might be able to eat roasted duck with mud tonight.

"I'll guide you. I know the way!"

The child, whose eyes sparkled at the thought of roasted duck, grabbed Cheonyeong's hand.

"Ah, I'm sorry. My hand is dirty..."

The startled child tried to let go of Cheonyeong's hand.

But Cheonyeong gently held his hand.

"It's okay."

How long did he walk, led by the child's hand.

"It's over there."

The place the child pointed to was an old house.

And a warrior.

A martial artist with thin, sharp-looking eyes was standing with his arms crossed, leaning against the wall.

"Thank you. You can go now."

"...Be careful. Young master."

The children, who had received the money as promised, were excited but did not forget to worry about Cheonyeong.

You grateful guys.

But... they are the ones who should be careful.

Cheonyeong, who had sent the children away, approached Carpenter Ahn's house.

"...Hey, young master."

"...?"

"That way is off-limits. If you've taken the wrong path, go back."

The martial artist said, glancing at him.

Carpenter Ahn...

Why is everyone preventing me from meeting him?

What's the story?

"Carpenter Ahn lives here, right?"

"...?"

He didn't need an answer.

Looking at his expression, it seemed to be true.

Well then...

Cheonyeong smiled brightly at the martial artist and said.

"Move aside."

"What?"

"I need to have a talk with that person named Carpenter Ahn."

(End of Chapter)