The Party Will Not Fall - Chapter 5



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Dang Bi-hyeon, who called Yang Howie into the room, began to talk.

It was to explain to the guard who was confused by the meeting earlier.

Of course, I left out the story about living the original life, dying, and returning to the past.

Yang Howie felt sad when he found out that he had been hiding his martial arts level all this time.

“You’re focusing on cancer technology instead of celebrating your family’s holidays.”

Tangmun is famous for its boxing skills.

Even the basic martial arts technique, Tang Ga Quan, is an excellent martial arts skill.

Considering the six-point iron fist, which was the second best skill to learn after the Tang Ga-fist, and the various methods, techniques, and techniques that were only allowed to the Tang clan, it was a shame that Tang Fei-hyeon had invested time in dark techniques.

“are you okay.”

“Isn’t it a waste?”

An ascending martial art that has been refined and corrected by the family for generations.

Dang Bi-hyeon did not lie.

“It’s a shame. but… .”

Dang Bi-hyeon, who had taken out two rain swords, suddenly swung his arms.

Shhh!

The first bird made a sound and fell into the wall.

Shitaang—!

The second bido hit the first bido exactly and bounced upward.

After rotating once, the bido landed on top of the first bido and swayed precariously.

But it didn’t fall to the floor.

Yang Howie’s eyes widened as he saw this technique for the first time in his life.

Dang Feixian looked back at Guard Yang.

Ten years ago, about seventeen years ago, including my life before returning to the past.

By coincidence, I remembered the day I first encountered memorization.

The feeling of rain in my hand went up my arm and left goosebumps on my skin.

I realized it as soon as I held it.

He had a natural talent for memorization.

“Now Tangmun’s ascending martial arts is this dark technique.”

* * *

The next morning.

Namgung Seo-baek, who was cleaning the Yuseong guest cup, asked Dang Bi-hyeon who was coming down the stairs.

“When are you planning to leave?”

“Let’s make minimal preparations and leave within a few days.”

“Then I guess I’ll just have to close it from now on.”

The signboard for Yuseong Guesthouse outside Namgung Seobaek was completely removed.

He leaned the signboard against one wall and sat down across from where Dang Bi-hyeon was sitting.

“To guarantee your status as a ronin, you must first go to the Namgung family.”

“yes. Even if you go to the Murim Alliance, no one will recognize you.”

The Namgung clan is in Anhui, and the Murim Alliance is in Hubei.

There is Hubei on the way to Anhui, so it is a somewhat inefficient route, but it can’t be helped.

“If you need anything, let me know. “I’ll get you one.”

Dang Fei-hyeon was troubled by Namgung Seo-baek’s words.

A new sword was essential because the sword broke while fighting the previous day.

In addition, I was wondering if there was anything else I needed.

“… Please get me a new sword and clothes.”

“i get it. “Is there anything else?”

“There is, but I can get it myself.”

Namgung Seobaek nodded that he understood and left Yuseong Guesthouse.

Just then, Guard Yang came down the stairs.

“I was surprised that you weren’t in the room, Confucius.”

“Ah, escort Yang.”

Dang Bi-hyeon got up from the chair.

“I need a hand.”

“All right. Is there a problem?”

“Let’s go find bamboo.”

“All right.”

Guard Yang tilted his head as he reflexively responded.

“Bamboo?”

Soon, he followed Dang Bi-hyeon and left the guesthouse.

Follow orders regardless of curiosity.

It was the duty of the self-defense committee.

* * *

Late night.

A middle-aged man who was walking around the manor looking at the stars suddenly stopped.

“Who is there?”

There was no one to be seen on the side of the wall the middle-aged man was staring at.

However, the middle-aged man’s vigilance did not fade.

He saw through the energy lurking beyond the fence.

There was a faintly condensed sound on the other side of the fence, as if sending a signal for only the cilantro to be recognized.

That’s when the middle-aged man took a step back and drew his sword.

“It’s me, Gon.”

The young man who climbed over the fence without difficulty smiled as if he was happy to see him.

A middle-aged man, Namgoong Gon had a face that few people knew.

The cold enough to form thin ice on the floor made me think of someone, but no one came to mind.

“This guy, how dare he go to the Namgung family’s manor… .”

“It looks like the wrinkles are gone so I don’t recognize you.”

When the young man put his hand into his bosom, Nam Gung-gon stepped on the step without delay.

The smile did not disappear from the face of the young man who saw the sword rushing at high speed.

“You’ve improved a lot.”

Paang!

Namgoong Gon couldn’t believe the sight that unfolded before his eyes.

The explosive power released from the young man’s hand pushed his sword away.

The overwhelming master was a good move for the underdog.

At this time, Namgung-gon’s eyes caught the object the young man had taken out of his arms.

“That card… . Soo, uncle?”

Inaction that surpasses one’s own, the negative energy embedded in merit, and even a battle tablet with Namgung’s name engraved on it.

The young man in front of him was none other than Namgung Seobaek, the elder of the family.

He, who was thought to be dead, has returned after being rehabilitated.

Namgung Seobaek patted Namgung Gon on the shoulder.

“A long time.”

“no. “Where have you been?”

“I just walked around here and there. “I happened to be passing through Anhui and found a talented ronin.”

“Instead of doing this, let’s talk inside.”

“okay.”

He said that the Murim leader who heard the news of his return would offer him a position as an elder.

and… .

“Uncle? “Why are you still?”

“… It is nothing.”

Nam Gung Seo-baek followed Nam Gung-gon, pondering the advice given by Dang Bi-hyeon on the way to Anhui.

* * *

Recommended by Namgung Seobaek, Sega’s most famous and best player.

That power was incredible.

After completing a simple skills test, Dang Bi-hyeon received an offer from the head of the family, Nam Gung-gon.

“The position of vice-leader of the Changgungdan is vacant.”

Changgungdan is Namgungse’s best unit.

The proposal for subsidy was extremely unconventional.

The skills that Dang Bi-hyeon showed were only at their peak.

However, he is still young and there is a guarantee from Namgung Seobaek.

Therefore, even though Namgoong Gon has the skills to become an ordinary member, he is appointed as the unit commander and wants to see the future.

If Dang Bi-hyeon were an ordinary ronin, he would have immediately accepted the position and bonus.

But he immediately shook his head.

“sorry. “It may sound arrogant, but I have the intention of joining the Murim Alliance and contributing to peace in the Central Plains.”

“is it. I can’t help it. “If you do that, I won’t bother you anymore.”

It was not a loss for Namgoong Gon either.

If Tang Fei-hyeon plays an active part in the Murim Alliance, the reputation of Nangongseobaek and Sega will increase, and even if it is the other way around, strictly speaking, there will be no damage as he is not a member of Sega.

There is nothing more foolish than forcibly holding on to someone you don’t like.

Namgoong Gon withdrew the offer.

Immediately after, Dang Fei-hyeon came out of Nangong Street and walked through Anhui’s Author Street.

Naturally, I went into one of the rooms and sat down in front of Guard Yang.

“How is work going?”

“You just have to wait until the Murim League calls senior Namgung. “It won’t take a few days.”

“okay. “I can’t just stick to you and protect you, so you have to be careful about safety.”

“okay.”

Both guards decided to work outside.

Having a helper who is not a member of the Murim Alliance allows much more flexibility in planning.

Dang Feixian told Guard Yang a few names to watch out for when meeting him outside.

It was Dang Bi-hyeon who memorized not only the names in the list of exorcists but also the personal details of each of them.

Guard Yang, who listened while inhaling his noodles, asked a question.

“By the way, is there a Cheonglimbu in the Namgung family?”

“Yes. “I just met you.”

“yes? Be careful, Confucius.”

Dang Bi-hyeon lowered his head.

You have already entered the battlefield.

I didn’t let go of the tension even an inch.

‘Proper training will not be possible for the time being.’

In this way, it is not much different from the original life.

Ultimately, the achievement of martial arts is necessary to go beyond being a tyrant and punish the executives of the Cheonglimbu.

Sooner or later, we will need to find some way.

“Thank you, Howie Yang. “I remembered something I had forgotten.”

Dang Bi-hyeon, who returned to the Namgung family, visited Namgung Seo-baek.

“I’m meeting the old man of the Bingjeonggeomje.”

“Hehe, sit down.”

Namgung Seo-baek, who greeted him with a kind smile, called out to Si-bi and told him to bring tea.

While Shibi, who was nodding his head, was away for a moment, the two lowered their voices.

“Senior, did you hide the list well?”

“do not worry. “I have already memorized and burned it all.”

“Well done.”

“The position of Murimmaeng elder is nothing short of an honorary position, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t have authority. “If you have anything to ask of me, please do it.”

“There are so many eyes and ears in the Murim Alliance that proper training is impossible. “It would be nice if there was a good reason for me to disappear for several days on a regular basis.”

“I get it. If possible… .”

Namgung Seobaek’s mouth stopped mid-speak.

Tang Feixian’s eyes followed beyond the wall.

Soon, Namgung Seobaek slapped his knees and burst into laughter.

“ha ha ha! “There is something else to worry about!”

“I’m serious, old man. How many times has the Demonic Cult invaded the central plains before?”

“They are a group of people who don’t have much other than the religious leader. “It is better to worry about the Yangtze River’s enemies rather than them.”

Sibi opened the door and came in.

Namgung Seobaek, who personally poured tea into his and Dang Feixian’s cups, looked at Shi Fei.

“Step back.”

“yes.”

Shibi disappeared outside the door.

While chatting trivially until the teacup was empty, Namgung Seobaek muttered to himself.

“I told you to step back… .”

A small voice that does not leave the room.

Dang Bi-hyeon also whispered.

“We discussed this in advance, so just doing this every day will be enough.”

“okay.”

Dang Bi-hyeon, who put down the tea cup, stood up and spoke loudly.

“I’ll just go now.”

“I understand.”

Dang Fei-hyeon, who left Nangung Seo-baek’s room, walked on pretending not to notice Seo-bi watching him from hiding.

‘The reason why the peak warrior is making a fuss is obvious.’

Dang Bi-hyeon laughed and headed to his bedroom.

Sibi, who saw the sight, stepped forward and leapt.

The place where the dispute arrived was Gajujeon.

“There was nothing special to talk about.”

“okay?”

Namgoong-gon was reading a letter with one hand behind his back.

Namgoong Gon narrowed his brows as he read the end and burned the letter in the candlelight.

His sunken eyes were those of someone who was not pleased with the sudden change.

“Keep monitoring.”

“My name.”

* * *

A letter arrived from the Murim Alliance saying they would like to honor Namgung Seobaek.

Accordingly, Nangong Seobaek and Tang Bihyeon finished preparing to leave.

Namgoong Gon took the gun and sent him off.

“It was nice to see you after a long time.”

“okay.”

“I hope that Lord Yuhyeok will achieve his wish.”

“thank you.”

Yoo Hyeok was Dang Bi-hyeon’s disguised identity.

“But Gon.”

“Yes, uncle.”

Namgung Seobaek asked.

“Wouldn’t it be better for me to stay in the family and help? “Aren’t you going to catch me?”

There was a bone in the horse.

Dang Bi-hyeon could clearly feel it.

However, Namgoong Gon smiled bitterly as if he didn’t notice.

“The power of the Murim Alliance is enormous these days. “It’s a pity that I can’t have my uncle by my side, but it’s a decision I made calmly.”

“okay? Got it.”

Namgung Seobaek looked back and smiled coldly.

“Murim has changed.”

So Tang Feixian left Anhui.

Although I pretended to be disappointed in front of the Namgung family, I had no regrets at all because I got all the income I could earn.

Guard Yang, who joined in the middle, said as he handed over the luggage.

“If you are qualified, you can join immediately, but there will be time to decide which unit you will belong to.”

“I know.”

“Are you planning to devote yourself to training in the meantime?”

“no.”

Dang Bi-hyeon denied it.

There is one person who is difficult to deal with if not now.

If you kill him, the timing will be right.

“You know Baekpo Sangdanju, right?”

“I know. “Isn’t the Baekpo Sangdan one of the top eight midfielders?”

“Kill him.”

Baekpo Sangdan’s stock.

He is one of the sources of funds for Cheonglimbu.

At the same time, he is the one who supplied weapons to private households.