Reaper of the Drifting Moon Chapter 565
When Pyo-wol left the jewon top, Soma greeted him with a smile.
The two walked the streets shoulder to shoulder.
Except for the top of the memorial, which was crowded with mourners, the night streets were generally quiet.
Soma burst into laughter.
It was because it felt good to meet Pyowol after a long time. But his laugh soon faded.
It was because of those who silently blocked their way.
Ten warriors who radiate unusual momentum.
They blocked the path of Pyowol and Soma.
As Pyowol looked at him in silence, one of them stepped forward.
“Someone wants to see you.”
“I don’t want to cause trouble. So please follow me quietly.”
The man’s voice was very low. So, it made the listener feel psychological pressure.
Not only was his voice low-pitched, but the implicit radiance from his body was also amazing.
The momentum was so strong that it felt like an iron wall was standing in front of my eyes.
It was because the opponents were Pyowol and Soma, but if it was someone else, I wouldn’t have been able to straighten my hamstrings at the momentum he radiated.
Pyowol asked the man.
“You won’t even hear it. Because I hardly ever worked in Gangho.”
“I still want to hear it.”
“This is Lee Ki-myeong.”
“Did you come out of Cheonmujang?”
“Related, but not from Cheonmujang.”
“It looks like it was raised to protect Zhang Wu-geuk.”
Lee Gi-myeong remained silent.
His silence soon became the answer.
Cheonmujang had tremendous power like Yi Kang in the world. However, such enormous power could not be moved easily.
This is because another superpower called Gwangmumun is holding them in check.
When Cheonmujang moves, Gwangmumun also moves in response.
It was impossible to move large-scale troops unless they saw a match.
It was the same with Gwangmumun.
Their every move was being watched by the Cheonmujang. Because of this, I couldn’t send all my power to the river.
Cheonmujang set up several camouflage gates to avoid Gwangmumun’s surveillance.
After dispatching the core personnel of Cheonmujang, he raised the camouflage faction by providing funds.
Lee Gi-myung was one of the warriors raised in the Camouflage Moonpa.
Early on, his talent was recognized, and he was taught excellent magic and jeolhak. As a result, he was able to achieve achievement comparable to the brilliant talents in Cheonmujang.
Because of that, I was very proud of myself.
“What are you going to do? I want you to follow me obediently.”
“If you refuse, are you saying you’re going to subdue at least by force?”
“I hope that doesn’t happen.”
It was expressed euphemistically, but it meant that he would use force if necessary.
Pyo-wol looked into Lee Ki-myung’s eyes for a moment and then nodded.
“good! Follow me.”
“Good idea. I will take you to the place where the lord is.”
He led the way, and Pyowol and Soma followed. And again, Lee Ki-myeong’s subordinates surrounded them in a circle and moved on.
Despite being surrounded by Ki Myung Lee and his subordinates, Soma did not look frightened at all.
Instead, he smiled and whispered to Pyowol.
“Why are these brothers so angry?”
“It seems that you don’t know because you are in the non-partisan faction. Most of the unmanned people in Gangho these days are like that.”
“You must be tired. Tsk tsk!”
Soma clicked his tongue and shook his head.
Seeing Soma like that, the warriors who followed him made a tearful expression without realizing it. But they bit their lips and suppressed their emotions.
The place where Lee Ki-myeong arrived was a small pavilion by Poyang Lake.
Jang Mu-geuk and Jang Ho-yeon were standing in the pavilion.
Zhang Mu-geuk said to Pyo-wol.
“Come on. Long time no see.”
Pyowol replied as he took off the hat he was wearing.
Zhang Wujie said with a slight frown on his face, shining white in the moonlight.
“That face is still the same.”
“So are you.”
“Why did you kill King Gu Jin?”
“Should I even tell you why?”
“I’m just curious personally. It caught my curiosity about what kind of relationship it had with the Jewon Corps.”
“I don’t see any reason why I should tell you the personal story.”
Zhang Wujiu rubbed his chin with his hand.
After meeting in Jinga, I met Pyowol after a long time.
Pyowol then and now Pyowol were completely different people.
Even then, Pyo-wol, like now, completely hid his presence. But I couldn’t fool Zhang Wu-geuk’s eyes.
They said they were hiding everything, but it was because a sharp presence like a dagger broke through. But now it was different.
It was right in front of my eyes, but I didn’t feel any presence.
It felt like a ghost was standing there.
It was a different level of martial arts compared to when we met in Jinga.
The fact that this level of development could be achieved in a short period of time was enough to make Pyowol a dangerous existence.
At that time, Wujing Zhang thought that he should remove the symbol.
It is not only unimaginable that a person with the same temperament, eyesight, and talent as Pyowol would be under another person, and even if he were placed under someone else, he thought that complete control would be impossible.
‘Tsk! If it wasn’t for Dokgohwang’s friend…’
Dokgohwang tried to make Pyowol his subordinate.
Because of this, Zhang Wu-geuk could not move in earnest.
Looking at the appearance of Woo Il-shin (又日新), I regretted the decision at the time.
Pyowol then asked.
“What did you ask to see?”
“Make a suggestion.”
“If you ask me to join the Golden Heaven, I will refuse.”
“why? It won’t hurt you.”
“What are you going to do with Dokgo Hwang? Do you think he will tolerate the death of his woman by my hand?”
“If you give me time, I can convince you enough. Because he is a friend who can put aside his personal feelings in front of a cause.”
“Are human emotions so easily controlled?”
“What else can I do? Aren’t you living like that too? It all depends on your mindset. Isn’t it that difficult, especially for those of us who can control our emotions well?”
“There is no room for rethinking.”
“You didn’t even expect me to accept it in the first place, did you?”
At Pyo-wol’s words, Zhang Wu-geuk shook his head slightly.
“The vitriol remains.”
“Because there must be things that don’t change.”
“Ask me one more time. What is your relationship with the Jewon Sangdan?”
“I know you’ve already answered, so why are you asking that again?”
“Because I have to react differently depending on your answer.”
“It looks like the top of the jewon is burdened?”
“A person who has built a mountain of wealth is always a burden to those in power. Especially in times of chaos like now.”
The enormous financial power of the Jewon Group was a great threat to the Geumcheonhoe.
It was unpredictable what kind of synergistic effect would result if a group with such enormous wealth joined forces with an assassin named Pyowol.
That was the reason Zhang Wu-geuk was concerned about the combination of the Pyo-wol and the top of the Ji-won.
“I had a personal relationship with Roh Tae-tae.”
“You mean personal?”
“Can you prove it?”
“no! I don’t even know why it should be.”
“I’ve always thought about it, but you don’t seem to be afraid, do you?”
“No, I am very scared.”
“is it? Unexpected.”
“So, knock on the stone bridge and cross it. Otherwise, I would not have survived until now.”
“You wise friend. I hope you continue to make such wise choices in the future.”
“It’s none of your business what I choose.”
“yes. You’d better listen to me, though. Even for you and the people involved…”
Zhang Wujie’s tone was very plain. But even the contents inside were not ordinary.
Pyo-wol could feel all the hidden intentions and murderous intentions in his words.
Goosebumps appeared on the skin.
Few people gave him this feeling. And they were all the best masters in Gangho.
Zhang Wu-geuk had already been on the same rank as them a long time ago. The exact extent of his achievements now could only be known by competing directly.
Pyowol replied without a change in expression.
It was at this time that Zhang Mu-geuk slightly frowned at his plain answer.
“Is that sword fear?”
I heard Jang Ho-yeon’s voice.
His gaze was fixed on the longsword hanging from Soma’s waist.
Soma replied cheerfully.
“huh! That’s right bro! It was taken away by the great grandpa, but I got it back this time.”
“Hand over your fears to me. Then, I’ll pretend that the Eunwon until now didn’t exist.”
Jang Ho-yeon held out her hand to Soma.
After all, it all started because of the fear at the hands of Soma.
Jang Pyeong-san, his father and the owner of the ox sword lodge, had a hobby of collecting famous swords.
His half-brother, Jang Moo-yeon, lost his life trying to steal the fear in order to satisfy his desire, which is inexhaustible at the sight of a famous sword.
In order to retrieve the revenge and fear of Zhang Mu-yeon, Jang Ho-yeon came out to Gangho, and somehow he was connected to Zhang Wu-geuk and joined the Golden Circle.
Ironically, all of this happened because of that one sword. So, I had to get my hands on it.
“Give me fear.”
His face contorted at Soma’s words.
“What did you just say?”
“I said no. Fear is mine.”
“You don’t know the seriousness of the matter. If you just hand that sword over to me, you will be at ease. It means that you can live comfortably without being swept away by Kang Ho’s favor. Don’t you know?”
“know! I still hate it.”
It was when Jang Mu-yeon’s face turned into a yaksha.
“How much would the powerful people laugh at if they knew that the owner of the ox sword lodge was trying to steal a sword from a child?”
Suddenly, a sonorous voice was heard.
Jang Moo-geuk and Jang Ho-yeon’s eyes turned to the direction where the voice came from.
A man and a woman were walking towards the place where their eyes were directed.
They were Lee Geom-han and Namgung-seol, who came to the top of the memorial service.
When they appeared, Jang Ho-yeon quickly calmed down.
Zhang Muji looked at them and opened his mouth.
“You guys are here too.”
“If this person sides with you, this side will also be in trouble in many ways.”
Lee Geom-han replied calmly.
“The sword of the world is over. Are you only moving because of one assassin?”
“Isn’t that the same for you? Please, let’s not hide our true feelings. What kind of ugliness is this when everyone knows each other?”
“Let’s fight fair and square. Aren’t the Golden Reunion and Union Reunion enough?”
“You are confident.”
“I can always be proud in front of you.”
Lee Geom-han looked at Jang Moo-geuk with his hands behind his back.
His awe-inspiring appearance touched Zhang Mu-geuk’s nerves. However, Zhang Wu-geuk did not show any rudeness by hasty seizures or raising his voice.
Lee Geom-han was his adversary sent from heaven.
I couldn’t look ugly in front of him.
Zhang Wujie smiled coldly.
“I’m looking forward to seeing if that confidence will be maintained even after the Union Association collapses.”
“That won’t happen.”
A spark seemed to fly between the two of them.
With every word spoken, the air around them stirred.
Not only Jang Ho-yeon but also Namgung Seol could not relax in the fight between the two.
Pyowol looked at the two of them alternately before opening his mouth.
“Somehow this doesn’t seem like a place for me to be. I’ll go first.”
“Pay attention to my words!”
“This guy doesn’t care too much.”
Jang Mu-geuk and Lee Geom-han each said a word.
Pyowol stepped back with Soma.
Jang Ho-yeon and Namgung-seol made sad faces.
‘I have to take away the fear.’
‘Should I miss this golden opportunity to get rid of the author?’
I didn’t know when another opportunity like this would come if I sent Pyowol now.
This is because the moon rarely reveals itself in front of people.
However, Jang Mu-geuk and Lee Geom-han were fighting for momentum, and I couldn’t move recklessly.
While they were in conflict, Pyowol and Soma disappeared into the darkness.