Chapter 48: Chapter 48
Manhwa: Chapter 30
There were men who opened the door of the guest house and entered. They immediately approached the seat where Jang Muryang was sitting.
"Captain! What? Ranju is already here."
"You bear cub! That's why I told you to hurry."
"Shit!"
The two of them quarreled and approached Jang Muryang. Both appeared to be in their early to mid thirties. One was overweight and the other had a cold appearance.
Heo Ranju looked at the two and snorted.
"Hong! If captain said to assemble, of course I would immediately come."
"You're so noisy. It seems that the old fern water has risen more."
A man with a large body looked at Heo Ranju up and down. Heo Ranju flaunted her chest even more by squeezing it between her arms thus making her breasts stand out.
"Pretty, right?"
"Will you give me a shot?"
"Heh! You perverted bastard. You won't eat it even if I give it to you."
Despite Heo Ranju's insulting remarks, the large man didn't make a single distasteful expression, but rather smirked.
"Is that my fault? What should I do if I just don't feel the desire towards girls?"
"So you're only coveting guys like you?"
"Heh heh heh!"
Heo Ranju shook her head when the large man gave a sinister laugh.
The name of the man with the large body was Oh Yuk-pyo. Oh Yuk-pyo was a man whose hobby was sodomy. Heo Ranju looked at the man who had come with Oh Yuk-pyo.
The name of the man who was now sitting next to Jang Muryang was Yang Woo-jung. He was in the same position as Heo Ranju.
If Heo Ranju leads the atmosphere of the Black Cloud Corps with her unique charm, Yang Woo-jung holds the discipline of the Black Cloud Corps using his sharp reasoning and relentless demeanor.
Jang Muryang opened his mouth.
"You worked hard to come a long way. What about the other guys?"
"They are all dispersed and staying in different guest houses."
"Good job. Listen to me from now on. This is important for the future."
Everyone remained silent at Jang Muryang's words. Usually, the Black Cloud Corps had a free atmosphere, but when they entered work mode, they oasted a discipline stronger than any other group.
"Daoshi Goh."
"Tell me, captain."
"First, gather information in Sichuan. We need to find out which sects belonged to the Emei faction and which sects followed the Qingcheng faction."
"Understood."
Daoshi Goh nodded.
Jang Muryang's gaze turned to Yang Woo-jung.
"The head of Yang, takes a few children to the Qingcheng sect. Poke to see if there is room for negotiation, and negotiate how much you can get."
"Alright."
"Ranju!"
"Yep!"
"You go to the Emei sect. You know what to know without me saying anything, right?"
"Of course."
"If you can't understand the atmosphere, you can't even eat porridge or rice."
"Don't worry, I know it well."
"Okay. Oh Yuk-pyo!"
"Yes, captain."
"You keep a good eye on Ranju. If anything happens, report it immediately."
"Why do I have to be with this girl..."
"It's an order."
"Understood."
Oh Yuk-pyo replied with a look of not being able to do anything. Heo Ranju raised a brow and looked at Jang Muryang.
"Can't I rather move together with Hyulseung?"
"Hyulseung has to do something else. Don't complain too much, and move with Oh Yuk-pyo."
"Shit! Okay."
It was impossible for the members of the Black Cloud Corps to disobey Jang Muryang's orders.No matter how selfish she was, Heo Ranju could not disobey Jang Muryang's public order.
Jang Muryang, who gave each one a task, smiled and said,
"Nothing happened while you're on the way here, right? Has anyone seen any unusual trends or people who could be a variable?"
"I don't know about the variables, but I've seen an unusual guy."
Bang! Bang!
Among them, there was a place where there was a particularly clear metal sound.
Pyo-wol looked around in search of the source of the sound. It didn't take long before he was able to find the place where the clear metal sound was flowing.
It was the Fire Dragon Room.
Pyo-wol soon entered the Fire Dragon Room.
As soon as he opened the door and walked in, he could feel the heat. The heat emanating from the furnace is filling the inside of the room.
In front of the brazier, a young man in his early twenties was pounding a hot iron metal. He was concentrating on hammering, unaware that Pyo-wol had arrived. Pyo-wol looked at the man with his arms crossed.
Kang! Kang!
The man's hammering was heavy. Each time he struck the iron, it changed shape.
That was then.
Inside the workshop, a man with a goatee opened the door and came out. He saw a young man hammering, turned his eyes, and rushed in.
"Hey, you bastard! What the hell do you think you are doing?! Who told you to use the hammer as you please?!"
He kicked the young man. The young man fell to the floor without even screaming.
"You bastard! I told you. Never hold a hammer in the workshop! Just go and do the errands you've been assigned."
He trampled the young man mercilessly. But the young man endured the violence without screaming. The young man's eyes, covering his head with both hands, were full of poison.
"Hyuk-huh! You damn bastard! Still not saying when you're in the wrong."
In the end, the man with the goatee was the first one to get exhausted. At that moment, the young man patted off his clothes and stood up.
"You are banned from entering this place for the time being! Go to the back and do chores until I call you back!"
The young man nodded at the man with the goatee and went inside.
"That burns! What was the branch leader thinking accepting such a bastard like– Huh?"
The man with the goatee, who was cursing the young man, noticed that there was another person in the workshop.
"Hehe! I didn't even know that a customer was here, so I showed something unsightly. What have you come to purchase?"
"What did that man do wrong?"
"That man? Oh, you're talking about Sochu."
"Sochu?"
"Yeah! His name is Tang Sochu. I heard that he is a descendant of the Tang family, but he keeps trying to grab the hammer without permission."
"Can't the descendants of the Tang family hold the hammer?"
"You seem to be new to Sichuan?"
"In a way."
"Then, that explains it. Did you know why the Tang family was destroyed? Isn't it because they were on the side of the demon sect in the old days? Because of that, they were forced to close their doors by someone titled 'The Strongest in History,' and after that, the sect rapidly shriveled up and collapsed. In the eyes of the Sichuan's sects, the Tang Family is a traitor who betrayed the Sichuan Jianghu. That's why no workshop ever passes down their secret techniques to anyone associated with the Tang family. They are afraid that the same history in the past will happen again."
Even using the surname of the Tang family without any relation to the said sect was penalized. The existence of the Fire Dragon Room itself would be in jeopardy if they teach a person who was rumored to be a descendant of the Tang family.
But it was not known whether Tang Sochu was really the descendant of the Tang family.
This was because it has already been over two hundred years since the Tang family went extinct. There was no guarantee that the bloodline of that time still remained, and even if it did, there was no way to trace and reveal his personal history.
The goatee man was Buntaju.
It was only in anger that he trampled on Tang Sochu.
He went to a gambling house last night and lost a lot of money. He released his anger on Tang Sochu. In Sichuan Province, there was still a perception that the descendants of the Tang Dynasty could still be alive.
"So the descendants pay for the sins of the ancestors."
"Who told them to stand on the side of the demon sect? It's the price that the Tang family chose for themselves. Oh, but what have you come to purchase this early in the morning?"
"A flying sword.4"
"Hic! If it's a flying sword, it must be for throwing. Please follow me. All the weapons made in the workshop are on display inside."
Buntaju was a very talkative person. He spoke non stop as he made his way to the display of weapons.
"Many clans from Sichuan province order weapons from our Fire Dragon Room. Among them, my work is famous for its high quality. You probably won't regret it."
"Do you have a lot of orders coming in recently?"
"Hehe! The amount of orders has doubled since the Emei sect and Qingcheng sect started fighting in earnest. The atmosphere in Sichuan Province has become chaotic, but on the other hand, we are enjoying the booming business. Even now, all the craftsmen in our workshop have their hands full in making weapons ordered by various sects."
Buntaju continued to chatter and talked about how great their workshop was.
Pyo-wol listened attentively to his words.
Buntaju was proud of his work, and his words contained enough information about the situation of Jianghu in Sichuan.
Which among the sects are associated with the Emei sect, and which sects support the Qingcheng sect.
All of this were the information that Pyo-wol wanted.
"All kinds of flying sword are here. Pick one."
There were different kinds of throwing knives placed on the shelves pointed to by the Buntaju. Pyo-wol looked closely at all the weapons. But there was nothing he really liked.
In fact, he didn't need the weapons. Buying a flying sword was just a ceremonial act to get information from the Fire Dragon Room.
Pyo-wol bought two of the most well-made flying sword and went out.
Perhaps because of the name of the Fire Dragon Room, the flying sword was very expensive. However, Pyo-wol, who did not know the price of weapons, paid the amount he wanted.
After Pyo-wol went out, Buntaju liked that he caught a pushover.
"But for a pushover, he's really handsome. I want to live with a face like that for just one day."