"I said no!! That's not poison, it's...!!"

As the sly-looking ruffian's scream echoed, Tang Yuhwa frowned, looking at the handkerchief, and then lightly touched it with her tongue.

"Ugh..."

Tang Yuhwa, who had frowned as if she really disliked it, concentrated her senses on her tongue for a very short moment and analyzed the feeling.

'This pungent, spicy, and sticky feeling is...!'

Tang Yuhwa found out the identity of the 'poison' on the handkerchief.

"It's a laxative."

"It's a laxative!!"

Tang Yuhwa's muttering and the man's scream echoed at the same time.

"What?"

"A laxative?!"

The people who heard those words murmured.

In the meantime, Tang Yuhwa quickly approached the collapsed ruffian leader.

'He definitely looked like he had stopped breathing from being poisoned...'

Perhaps because it was so chaotic, there was no one who stopped Tang Yuhwa, and so, having approached the ruffian leader, Tang Yuhwa immediately checked his pulse.

The pulse was definitely not beating.

At that moment.

Swoosh.

Tang Yuhwa witnessed the ruffian leader's shadow suddenly stretching out long like a snake.

'What?'

The moment Tang Yuhwa blinked her eyes, the snake-like stretching phenomenon disappeared, but she had definitely witnessed it.

'What on earth was that?'

Although Tang Yuhwa pondered about the phenomenon just before, that pondering did not last long.

Thump.

Because the ruffian leader's pulse had suddenly started to beat.

Although he had been like a corpse when she had just checked, now it just felt like a normal pulse.

Just in case, she stealthily let her true qi flow, but there was nothing particularly wrong.

As his pulse beat, the ruffian man's eyes shot open.

Then he jumped up from his spot.

"Ugh! B-bathroom!!"

He urgently clutched his rear and then hastily kicked open the inn door and went out.

"Eh, it was nothing special..."

"Still, wasn't the magistrate's reasoning amazing? He was like a wise judge you'd only hear about in stories from the market!"

As a result, since no one had died, and since the magistrate had matched most of the case's progress with a strange appearance, the atmosphere of the inn was not bad.

"This bastard! You betrayed the boss?!"

"A bastard who doesn't even know the grace of being fed and clothed!!"

Except for a few, it was generally not bad.

In the midst of that, only Tang Yuhwa stared blankly at the scene with a reluctant heart, bothered by the shadow from before.

---

"Hmm? Are you back already?"

The man, Gok Piyeong, tilted his head in an exaggerated manner, looking at the shadow approaching him.

"Then shall we appreciate the story contained within?"

A moment later, the shadow was imbued in Gok Piyeong.

"Pfft. What kind of farce is this?"

Gok Piyeong burst out laughing.

"Ah, this, although it's different from the story of the Emei Sect's annihilation due to the plague that I had thought of, it's fun."

Saying so, Gok Piyeong recalled the situation before leaving the village in his mind.

Going back in time for a moment, to a secluded back alley in Emei County before the incident.

"Aww, really! Always picking on me! I can't stand it because it's so dirty!"

A man with a sly impression, one of the ruffian's subordinates, was wandering the streets, fuming.

At that moment, Gok Piyeong appeared in front of the man.

The man was startled at the sight of Gok Piyeong, who had suddenly appeared without any warning.

"W-who are you?!"

"Ah, you are wronged."

Gok Piyeong, regardless of whether the man was startled or not, proceeded with the story.

Since a dragging element was the worst part of a story.

"You want to relieve that injustice even a little."

"I said who are you?! Are you a person? A ghost?!"

To the still-startled man, Gok Piyeong handed over a small bundle.

"W-what is this?"

"It's nothing special. An item that will grant your revenge."

Gok Piyeong spread his hands in an exaggerated manner.

"It is just a trivial item that can grant a small revenge on the target you want to take revenge on."

"W-what, what is this...?"

The man in front of the bizarrely-atmosphered Gok Piyeong continued to shrink back, but for some reason, he could not leave this spot.

He just stared blankly at the bundle that Gok Piyeong had held out.

As the man did not receive it, Gok Piyeong smiled faintly and opened his mouth.

"It's just an ordinary laxative."

"What?"

"It's just that the person who eats it will have a slightly upset stomach, in short, it's a laxative."

"Aha!"

Although the man was very suspicious, as if he were possessed by something, he accepted the bundle that Gok Piyeong had held out.

Although he had accepted the bundle, perhaps because he was suspicious, he even consumed it himself a moment later and confirmed its effect.

Gok Piyeong had not lied.

Since there was no reason to lie to a character in a play.

However, since he also had something to do, he had to pass on a shadow along with the laxative.

'Although a coercive intervention is not my preference, if it's to this extent...'

A method that Gok Piyeong originally did not prefer.

Since there was a character who would carry it out, he could carry it out, albeit forcibly.

The character in front of him would use the laxative to achieve a small revenge.

However, due to Gok Piyeong's slightly coercive intervention, that trivial revenge would become a spark.

'It will become a plague and will swallow the Emei Sect and its surroundings.'

Since the man did not know the identity of the medicine, although there was a slight forcedness, there was no problem with the plausibility.

But it had failed.

Unlike the story that Gok Piyeong had planned, since a small story had intervened, Gok Piyeong's original script had become useless.

Of course, there was no problem even if he proceeded forcibly.

However,

'Such a foolish act is the shortcut to losing what one holds in one's heart.'

Gok Piyeong could not.

If the identity of the medicine had not been revealed, the plausibility would have been established, but since the identity of the medicine had been revealed, the plausibility was not established.

"Well, I like this farce too."

And since the current farce was to Gok Piyeong's liking.

"Then shall we set the characters here as the main characters as well."

Saying so, Gok Piyeong smiled as if he were happy.

It was a smile like a play that had been made.

---

At the same time, at the Biyeolmun.

"Despicable Stab!!"

With Baek Yoonjun's great performance, the village returned to normal.

Although it would have returned to normal even if he had not performed greatly.

And at the Biyeolmun.

"Despicable Stab!"

"Shout it with more soul!"

The Despicable Stab was echoing continuously.

Baek Yoonjun, for some reason, unlike before, looked at Biyeon, who was stabbing the back of the wooden dummy's head with sparkling eyes.

'Only that brat remembered what happened then.'

After Baek Yoonjun had fed the shadow a Despicable Stab, the humans who had been showing strange behavior in the village had returned to normal.

-Hmm? Why am I here?

-Oh my, how indecent! Aigoo!

In that process, although the people had felt something strange, they had soon returned to their daily lives and seemed to have forgotten the memory of when they had acted strangely.

However, only Biyeon seemed to remember what had happened then.

-Great Senior Brother! Thank you! Although I, Biyeon, have lived a dissolute life before! From now on, I will engrave the teachings of Great Senior Brother deep in my bones and will devote myself to them!!

-W-well, is that so? Work hard.

Although his gaze had changed to be very burdensome, since he followed Baek Yoonjun's, his words, perfectly.

'Although his gaze is burdensome, it's fine as long as he listens well.' 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Baek Yoonjun decided to think on the bright side.

On top of that, perhaps because a person had properly made up their mind once, Biyeon began to absorb Baek Yoonjun's teachings rapidly.

'Now he can even feed a Despicable Stab to a guy with some internal energy.'

For Baek Yoonjun, it was a favorable factor.

If he raised Biyeon a little more, a faithful junior brother who could feed a Despicable Stab in his stead at any time would be born.

Of course, it was more certain to do it himself.

'The more swords, the better.'

A scene was drawn in Baek Yoonjun's mind.

The sight of numerous disciples of the Biyeolmun stabbing a sword into the back of the head of his enemy.

'Keu. Good.'

And Biyeon's gaze, which was looking at such a Baek Yoonjun, was just sparkling.

'Great Senior Brother is no ordinary person!'

Biyeon had seen it when he had been encroached by the darkness.

The brilliant sword of his great senior brother.

That sword had torn apart the wicked darkness and had brought him light.

After that, Biyeon had spurred on his training like crazy to resemble the sword of his great senior brother even a little.

With his eyes sparkling.

And Baek Yoonjun, looking at such a Biyeon.

'Although it's going well, I can't get used to that brat's gaze.'

His gaze was a little too burdensome.

And so, as Baek Yoonjun was spending several days training Biyeon, there was a person who stepped into that place.

"Hey, the village is so small..."

"Can we gather proper information here, Benefactor Hong?"

"Information is everywhere."

It was Hong Yungae and Hyejin.

Hong Yungae and Hyejin, who had been observing the trends in the village at the foot of Mount Song, had entrusted the investigation of that village to the beggars and were looking around the nearby villages.

The place they had arrived at was this village where Baek Yoonjun was.

"Ah, it's empty to be walking around without my subordinates."

"Benefactor Hong will gather a gang again soon anyway..."

"The problem is that there are no beggars here."

Since Hong Yungae was one who would drag all the neighborhood beggars wherever he went, Hyejin did not have a single doubt.

And so, the two, who were chatting and looking around the village, found the Biyeolmun.

"Oh, there's a martial arts school even in a small village like this?"

"In a remote village like this, the martial power to protect oneself is essential. Namu Amitabha."

The two looked at the martial arts school without any particular thought.

For some reason, since one of the doors was missing, the inside was clearly visible.

And they could also see the two people who seemed to be training inside.

One looked like a ruffian, but for some reason, only his eyes were sparkling, which was a bit burdensome, and.

The other looked exactly like Baek Yoonjun...

"Great Hero Baek?!"

"Master?!"

Hong Yungae and Hyejin were astonished at the same time.

Baek Yoonjun, who should have been lying in a safe place in Shaolin, having been hit by a mysterious poison, was standing fine.

He was not just fine.

"No, that's not it! Here, you have to stab deeper towards the back of the head!"

"Thank you for your teachings! Great Senior Brother!"

He was teaching a ruffian-like human with burdensome eyes, in a vigorous state.

Before that, Hong Yungae and Hyejin had heard a word they could not ignore.

'Great Senior Brother?!'

The sect of Baek Yoonjun, who was known as the White Robed Sword Immortal in the current martial world, was unknown.

Those who knew Baek Yoonjun just guessed that he had lived on Mount Qingcheng and had learned martial arts through self-study.

However, according to the information of 'great senior brother' that they had just heard.

'Master had a sect?'

Hong Yungae was astonished and looked at Hyejin next to him.

Hyejin was also in a state of astonishment and was looking at Hong Yungae, moving only his neck.

The two, who had been looking at each other without a word for a while.

In the midst of that, Hyejin was the first to come to his senses and asked.

"Did Great Hero Baek have a sect?"

"I didn't know either."

The two exchanged a meaningless question and answer and then turned their heads again and looked at Baek Yoonjun.

He looked like a person who had never collapsed, let alone being vigorous.

And Baek Yoonjun.

'Hmm?'

Feeling a tingly sensation on the back of his head, he hastily turned his gaze.

And his eyes met Hong Yungae's and Hyejin's, who were looking at him in astonishment.

'Yungae?! Monk Hyejin?!'

A drop of cold sweat flowed down Baek Yoonjun's back.

'Aww, damn it! Come to think of it, this was near Mount Song, right?!'

Baek Yoonjun blamed himself for neglecting to be wary of his surroundings and continued to break out in a cold sweat.

'What should I do? What should I do?'

Biyeon approached the blind spot of Baek Yoonjun, who was in such a confusion.

"A gap!"

Then he stretched out a wooden sword towards the back of Baek Yoonjun's head.

"Despicable Stab!!"

Although it was a clumsy stab that would never have hit usually, since he was at a loss for words, Baek Yoonjun had no choice but to give up the back of his head helplessly.

Thwack!

At the dull impact he suddenly felt on the back of his head, Baek Yoonjun clutched the back of his head, frowned, and then turned around.

There, was Biyeon, with his eyes sparkling burdensomely, with a face like a puppy waiting for praise.

"Do not show your back in front of the Biyeolmun."

Since he was carrying out what Baek Yoonjun had taught him as it was, he couldn't say anything about this.

"Good job."

With a reluctant heart, Baek Yoonjun had no choice but to utter words of praise.

And Hong Yungae and Hyejin, who were looking at the two, were astonished at the same time.

"Great Hero Baek allowed an attack?"

"Master was hit by an attack?"

Since in the memories of the two, Baek Yoonjun was a superman who had not allowed even a single attack.

'Who on earth is that person?!'

The gazes of the two moved past Baek Yoonjun and to Biyeon.

No matter how they looked at him, he was a clumsy sight, as if he had just become a martial artist.

However, the two did not accept him as he was felt.

'That clumsy movement... it's definitely a disguise to induce Great Hero Baek's carelessness!'

'A strike that has completely erased its killing intent... to the point that even Great Hero Baek could not react!'

Since the sight of Baek Yoonjun allowing an attack was so shocking, the evaluation of Biyeon in the hearts of the two rose vertically and he was listed as a mysterious master.

'Come to think of it, that person called Great Hero Baek 'Great Senior Brother', right?'

'Master's junior brother? As expected, he is unusual!'

Whether he knew of the gazes of the two or not, Biyeon just looked at Baek Yoonjun with his eyes sparkling.

(End of Chapter)