Habuk Pengga Swordsman Genius - Chapter 828



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Episode 828. Trap (4)

Jang Mu-gwang signed the document nonchalantly and nodded at Jang Yi-yeon.

Jang Mu-gwang’s gaze seemed to be looking down on anyone.

Jang Yi-yeon bit her lip at that sight.

Jang Yi-yeon seemed determined and signed the document without even looking at it.

Sasa Sak.

As the document was signed, the atmosphere became even more heated.

Of course, none of them looked closely at the document they had signed.

The same was true for onlookers.

Why should I sign the document Hanbin gave me?

The question of why Hanbin should be the organizer of this event was not on their minds.

They were just swallowing their saliva as they watched the showdown between the two unfold.

Onlookers quickly pushed tables and furniture against the wall.

Knock knock.

And then, without anyone saying anything, they created their own private space.

At that sight, Jang Mu-gwang’s eyes lit up and his mouth watered.

Glancing at the opponent as if a poisonous snake was targeting its prey.

That was when.

From somewhere, a man with a goatee slowly walked into the middle.

He looked at the onlookers, holding a book and a box.

As the onlookers tilted their heads, he continued speaking quietly.

“I am Jo Wi-myeong, who has come out to conduct this battle fairly.”

For a moment, everyone held their breath.

They started to take notice of the sudden introduction.

For a moment, someone spoke in a low voice.

“If it’s Jo Wi-myeong, then it’s a big shot.”

“The author is Jo Wi-myeong?”

“Hehehe, what on earth is there to eat here?”

“That’s what I’m saying. There’s probably nothing to sell here, so why are you thinking… ?”

It was when everyone was making a fuss.

Jo Wi-myeong continued speaking.

“Now, isn’t there something you can’t miss when talking about a match? The official match between the Jang family of Fujian and the Mangeommun is about to begin. Those who are betting money on this match… … .”

He pointed to the box and the booklet, his voice trailing off.

Although he did not conclude his speech, his intentions were clearly conveyed to the onlookers.

It turned out that Jo Wi-myeong was a natural born go-getter.

The way he set the mood was almost like a first-class expert.

At first glance, he seemed like a skilled merchant.

At the same time, Jo Wi-myeong’s subordinates began to sort out the money among the onlookers.

Seolhwa wiggled her eyebrows at their appearance and spoke softly.

“Our work has been robbed.”

“Sister, calm down.”

Although Cheonghwa quickly stopped her, Seolhwa couldn’t control her angry expression.

“No, this is our job. But why is a novice broker… … .”

“Sister, lower your voice. But when you look over there, it’s really overwhelming.”

In the place that Cheonghwa pointed to, the broker Jo Wi-myeong was hanging a folding screen.

They were well prepared, almost as if they knew something was going to happen.

The table clearly showed the situation in which the onlookers had placed bets.

In terms of stakes alone, onlookers predicted that the match between Jang Yi-yeon and Jang Mu-gwang would be a close match.

Hanbin continued speaking at that sight.

“Because the momentum they generated was similar.”

“Are you betting money like that just because of the momentum?”

“The important thing is that none of the onlookers actually pay attention to the small and medium-sized sects in the Fujian region.”

“If you’re not interested, why are you betting money?”

“That’s a habit. Most of the people gathered here are probably either martial artists or merchants.”

Hanbin turned his head and looked at the people around him.

Seolhwa quietly narrowed her eyes.

“Is that their nature, Confucius?”

“That’s right. To them, this is just a rare spectacle. In fact, neither the Jang family nor the Mangeommun are of interest to them. The stakes are low, as evidenced by the evidence.”

“Then, Your Majesty, are you not interested either?”

“Well… … What I’m interested in is the intention of the Mangeommun.”

As Hanbin quietly watched the warriors of the Mangeommun, Cheonghwa intervened urgently.

“What is the intention of the Mangeommun?”

“Why did you come all the way here and make such a big fuss?”

That was when.

Jang Mu-hee, who had been listening to the conversation, intervened urgently.

“What exactly do you mean by intention?”

“I don’t know yet. I have to find out from now on.”

“Oh, I see, Your Majesty.”

Jang Mu-hee, who spoke in a crawling voice, turned her head again.

Her eyes were filled with worry as she looked at her brother.

That’s understandable, because he met Jang Mu-gwang before he could cure his brother’s illness.

Ultimately, Jang Mu-kwang was the one who had to be defeated, but not right now.

Unlike Jang Mu-hee, who was looking at her brother before the wedding, Han Bin’s eyes were unwavering.

Hanbin was observing everyone here without missing a single one.

Hanbin thought this guest house was the tail.

If you accidentally cut off the tail, it may be impossible to find the body.

What if I can’t find the body now?

It was clear that Hanbin would not be able to leave for Bukhae with peace of mind.

Hanbin, who had been observing the situation for a while, smacked his lips.

“Those guys are pretty good.”

What Hanbin was looking at were the disciples of Mangeommun.

Seolhwa sighed, poking out her lips.

“I should have started that game first… … .”

“Why are you setting up a board?”

“Confucius said they were quite good.”

When Seolhwa pointed to the broker, Hanbin shook his head.

“What I am talking about is the actions of the Man-Geom-Moon.”

“What do you mean by Mangeommun’s actions?”

“A fight is basically a battle of momentum when the skills are similar.”

“What do you mean?”

“They bring the atmosphere to their side very naturally.”

“If you look at the current situation, it’s really difficult.”

“No, look over there. It’s Seolhwa.”

Hanbin again pointed to the hanging scroll that the broker had placed there.

In an instant, the situation written on the scroll changed.

The numbers on Jang Mu-gwang’s side began to gradually increase.

Looking at the stakes, it seemed like everyone expected Jang Mu-gwang to win.

Seolhwa tilted her head as if she didn’t understand.

“What on earth is going on?”

“The disciples of the Mangeommun began to place bets.”

“Why are you betting?”

Seolhwa tilted her head and looked at the ever-increasing stakes.

They were literally pouring all the remaining money into Jang Moo-kwang’s account.

They didn’t seem to even consider the possibility that the Mangeommun Gate could be destroyed.

In an instant, the stakes tilted toward Jang Mu-gwang.

He tilted his head as if he didn’t understand what was being said.

“What are you trying to achieve by fighting for momentum at the stakes?”

“Do you think the only thing that matters is the stakes?”

“sure?”

“The fight for momentum at the stakes naturally continues into the finals.”

Jang Mu-hee interrupted Han Bin’s words again.

“Now that I think about it, it was the same before. Even when everyone expected my brother to win, the stakes were strangely tilted toward Jang Moo-kwang. Then, me too… … .”

Jang Mu-hee touched her own sac.

Hanbin chuckled at that sight.

“There is no need for the family to step forward.”

“Then what should I do?”

As Jang Mu-hee swallowed dry saliva, Han Bin looked at Seol-hwa.

The snowman who had been staring asked.

“Why are you like this, Confucius?”

“I guess you should step forward.”

“Am I the one who comes forward?”

“You go over there and bet some money.”

“Where is my money?”

“I saw everything you did to the fake Jinryong group earlier.”

“Oh, that money… …. But what did you think of it?”

“Your hands were too slow.”

“I still have a long way to go, Your Majesty.”

“Still, it was enough to deceive other people’s eyes.”

“Is that a compliment, Confucius?”

“Let’s call it a compliment. So give me everything you collected from the fake dragon without missing a single thing.”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

Seol-hwa was so excited that she ran to bet money.

Seol-hwa, standing in front of them, took out the pouch she had collected from the fake Jin-ryong without thinking.

When Seolhwa took out the pouch, the warriors of the Mangeommun opened their eyes wide.

This is because Jeon Nang came out of Seol Hwa’s arms without rest.

After taking everything out, there were nine pouches in Seolhwa’s hands.

The onlookers who were watching the betting board began to murmur at the sudden appearance of Seol-hwa.

“Which rich family do you come from?”

“That’s right. If you look closely, you can see the guilt flowing.”

The corners of Seolhwa’s mouth went up as she listened to their conversation.

After a while, Seolhwa quietly started taking money out of her pocket.

From gold to silver, money came out of the chest in abundance.

That was when.

A thin silver plate came out of the pouch.

The merchant who saw the silver medal asked.

“Hmm, are you going to take this too?”

“Of course.”

“Okay, then let’s weigh it and calculate it.”

The broker quickly weighed the silver medal on the scales.

The broker who placed the silver medal on the scales had a bright look in his eyes.

Because even at first glance, it was clearly not an ordinary item.

The rule here was that when you received it, you received a silver medal, but when you later settled, you had to pay in money.

Only the broker’s eyes lit up, while the others showed no interest.

The finely engraved silver plate also looked like a sacred item of the martial arts world.

But no one had ever heard of the family that the silver medal represented.

Of course, the same goes for fairy tales.

The silver medal in front of me just looked like a precious item.

Other onlookers also gaped at the money Sulwha had bet on.

In an instant, the stakes tilted toward Jang I-yeon.

That was when.

In contrast to the swindlers, the brokers, and the onlookers, there was a group of people who started to move busily.

These were the shopkeepers of this very inn.

They dispersed in all directions, whispering to each other.

Of course, the only one watching them was Hanbin.

Everyone was now absorbed in the bet.

The onlookers were focused on their bets and the warriors who were about to fight.

Jang I-yeon, who was under their gaze, was calming down before the fight.

Jang Mu-gwang was also touching the scabbard and licking his lips.

However, he occasionally turned his head toward the folding chair and frowned.

Because the stakes were getting higher and higher, I was getting sick of it.

Contrary to Jang Mu-gwang’s expression, the first floor of the guest house was filled with heat.

When everyone was hiding their expressions, Seol-hwa, who had put all the money on the line, stood in front of Han-bin.

“Your Majesty, I bet everything and left nothing behind. But there is more money than I thought.”

“It might be less than you think.”

“Hmm, for that amount of money, I can get some candy… … .”

As if it were a waste to waste the food, Hanbin continued speaking.

“You talk as if you’re going to lose money.”

“Based on the situation just now, I don’t think we’ll win.”

Seolhwa whispered softly so that only Hanbin could hear.

In fact, Seol-hwa was reluctant to spend the money she bet. No, to be exact, she hated losing the game more than the money she bet.

Anyone who looked at it could clearly see the outcome of this fight.

It was clear that the opponent knew Jang Yi-yeon’s weakness.

In that case, it is possible that he could have intentionally shown blood at the last moment. No, he could have shown blood from the beginning and targeted Jang Yi-yeon’s weakness.

Seolhwa looked at Hanbin quietly.

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t understand why Hanbin would do something that would cause him harm.

Since it was something Hanbin, who was like the sky, did, Seolhwa couldn’t ask why.

But it is a natural law that when water is full, it overflows.

The emotions of the story were also overflowing.

Naturally, Seol-hwa’s doubts were clearly visible on her face.

Hanbin shook his head at the sight.

“I think that this time, Jang Gongja will win.”