Chronicles Of The Martial God’s Return

Chapter 531

< Return to War, Episode 31 >

Maehyang does more work at Honam Danga than expected.

First, I have to take care of my two children and take care of everyone else’s laundry. Jang Sam-tae doesn’t put his hands on the food because it tastes better when he cooks it, but he does everything from working in the fields to organizing the house, not only playing baduk with the old people, but also picking up after children who sometimes get into trouble.

If Jang Sam-tae was suffering from hard labor to the extent that it was pitiful to see him nearby, Mae-hyang was suffering from a similar level of labor that was not noticeable.

Over the past ten years, those beautiful hands have become rough and the once smooth skin is gone. I can’t tell when I last cleaned up my tangled hair, and the clothes I’m wearing are shabby compared to before.

Now that she doesn’t even apply powder, which she always does, anyone can see that she is a mother.

Maehyang is doing laundry today as well.

Because of the cold weather, my hands have turned red, but I still have to do the children’s laundry every day.

“Really!”

Then, I wondered what made me so angry and threw the laundry away. puck! The laundry that fell on the stone with a loud sound looked like Jang Sam-tae’s beaten face.

“Are you okay?”

Kwon Moo-jin, who was doing the laundry next to her, was scared and took a step back. It’s unfair that he, an escort from Honam Danga, is doing the laundry, but he has to keep an eye on a woman who doesn’t even know martial arts?

It feels like the sky is falling.

“Phew – it’s okay. I got emotional for a moment… but what are you doing? Move your hands quickly.”

“Yeah… sure.”

“You have to do your own laundry. “Isn’t that right?”

“That sounds right…”

Kwon Moo-jin broke into a cold sweat and caught his breath. This is my first time doing laundry, and I wonder if it was such a difficult task.

If I apply even a little bit of force, it will tear, my hands will become sore from the cold water, and my mind will not calm down any more as I see the scent of maehyang. If this were to be the case, it would have been easier to remain alone.

Kwon Moo-jin sighed softly.

This is why you should run away.

“But… is that okay? I don’t even know who they are, but are they evil or something…? It seemed like he was going to chase me…”

Kang Sang-chun’s purpose seemed clear.

It was clear to anyone that they were targeting Namgoong Sohye and Dan Somi. After informing him of his location and telling him that he is an evil enemy, he will become a hero and become a hero.

I will definitely follow you.

But Maehyang didn’t seem to be worried at all.

He held the clothespin in his hand again and laughed.

“Anyway…”

Pukpuk!

He swung the bat violently as if he was beating someone. As the cold water splashed everywhere, the clothes of Kwon Moo-jin, who was nearby, got wet.

“Even if those people chase you, what can you do?”

Kwon Moo-jin nodded, wiping the water that had splashed on his face.

Actually, that’s true.

There are people who are not ordinary people, but some of the greatest people in the world. Even if the two old men were not there, with the power of those guys, they would not be able to defeat even Jang Sam-tae, let alone Namgung So-hye and Dan So-mi.

“But… it’s just about getting fucked, right?”

Maehyang smiled with a proud expression.

It won’t be a hindrance to their journey.

However, you can stop in your tracks for a moment.

With that alone, Kang Sang-chun has fully fulfilled his role. Then, if you’re unlucky, you’ll lose your life, but isn’t that his fate?

“Ah, it’s refreshing.”

Maehyang smiled with a brighter expression.

As if he had finished venting his anger.

* * *

Pugh!

“Huh!?”

Kang Sang-chun, who was running, was hit on the ear by a palm that flew out of nowhere and fell to the ground. The force was so strong that his well-trained body fell straight to the floor.

“What is this idiot?”

“Keuuk….”

Kang Sang-chun, who was lying on the floor, could not properly understand Jang Sam-tae’s voice. I couldn’t come to my senses because I had a strong ringing sound in my head and my bones were shaking.

Have you ever been hit this hard in your life?

Even the master and father of Tekken Gate was not at this level.

With difficulty, I turned my head and looked at Jang Sam-tae.

His grim, wrinkled expression was clearly visible.

“There are all kinds of crazy things going on. “Tsk tsk tsk!”

Jang Sam-tae was in a very bad mood.

If someone appears out of nowhere and points a knife at you, saying he’s an evil enemy or something, no matter who you are, you’re bound to feel bad. Should I just hit one more like this? I clenched my fist while thinking about this.

When I looked at Geumdae-gil, who was standing unharmed except for the fallen guy, he flinched and moved to the side. When I saw that he didn’t run to his colleague even though he was attacked, he seemed like a cowardly person, contrary to his appearance.

“Ah, Sibeol… I’m really out of luck.”

Jang Sam-tae looked back at Kang Sang-chun, who had collapsed once again, and spat on the floor. With that, I tried to control my ruined mood and slowly moved towards the guest room.

“What are you doing here now?”

Jang Sam-tae, who entered the guest room, looked dumbfounded as he heard Dan Woo-hyeon’s reprimanding voice.

They said they would bring a carriage, but there was a delay as they got involved in something ridiculous.

In that short period of time, food had already been served and a full table had been prepared, but contrary to Dan Woo-hyeon’s words of reprimand as if he had been waiting, the plates were already being emptied quickly.

Jang Sam-tae, who looked at it for a moment, sighed and took a seat.

“No, a strange guy suddenly cut me with a knife.”

“Knife? “To you?”

“That’s right. Ah… this is so absurd….”

“You didn’t do something else?”

Namgung So-hye looked at Jang Sam-tae with wide-open eyes. Even though they haven’t done anything wrong, wouldn’t a person swing a knife for no reason?

Jang Sam-tae must have done something first.

“Is this girl for real? “You said you didn’t do anything!”

“Ugh,” said Jang Sam-tae, sitting down next to Dan So-mi and gulping down water to calm down his anger.

Namgungcheon, who was watching this quietly, asked with a puzzled expression.

“So did you see the question? “Why did you do that?”

“ah…!”

“Tsk, tsk, he seems like such an idiot…”

“What… I think he’s evil or something…”

Jang Sam-tae played with his chopsticks with a dumbfounded expression.

As if he didn’t really need to know what the man meant, or as if he didn’t want to pay any more attention, Jang Sam-tae’s eyes were focused solely on the food that was laid out to fill his hungry stomach.

at that time.

The door to the guesthouse suddenly opened and Kang Sang-chun and Geum Dae-gil came inside. Kang Sang-chun, whose cheek was swollen red, raised his sword in one hand and aimed it at Jang Sam-tae.

“You evil bastard! “Did you think I would just give up!?”

“So… Somoonju?! Stop… I told you to stop…!”

At that moment, everyone’s eyes turned to Kang Sang-chun. The once noisy interior suddenly became quiet, and it felt as if the air froze in an instant.

“What if it’s evil… an enemy?”

“Demon Saint…?”

“Uh… yourself?”

Strangely, people’s eyes turned from Kang Sang-chun to where Jang Sam-tae was.

However, it was clear that everyone had a hard time believing in their eyes. It was clear that the Demon Saint was called a villain and was the public enemy of all men, but there were quite a few people in this central circle who could be called villains.

This is the moment when everyone has a skeptical look on their faces.

Kang Sang-chun shouted, pointing to Dan So-mi and Namgung So-hye who were next to Jang Sam-tae.

“also! It’s clear that he lured those women out! “I will never forgive this guy!”

One word that came out of Kang Sang-chun’s mouth turned doubt into certainty, and at the same time, the men’s morale soared.

“What is this…?”

“to? Luring you? I? To that human?”

“Uh… what’s going on…?”

It wasn’t just Jang Sam-tae who was confused.

Dan So-mi and Namgung So-hye looked like they couldn’t understand what Tang Choi was saying, while Nam Gung-cheon and Sadohak laughed as if they were dumbfounded.

However, only Dan Woo-hyeon watched the situation with a faint smile on his face, wondering what was so funny.

“A real demon saint?!”

“Really… is that guy one of the Four Emperors of Heaven and Earth?”

“Good luck meeting this kid! “How dare you attack my friend’s wife!”

“You son of a bitch! “I’ll cut the peppers and throw them away!”

There was a huge commotion and the sound of swords being drawn could be heard everywhere. Tables and chairs were overturned and rolling around, and the entire room was filled with hideous creatures, so it was literally on the verge of chaos.

“This… I think it’ll be hard to calm it down with words, don’t you think?”

Sadohak frowned as he looked at the situation. Whether the number is large or small is not a problem at all. However, isn’t it possible to blindly strike in a situation where there is a misunderstanding?

However, his gaze glanced towards Dan Woo-hyeon, feeling as if he would not listen to his story.

“I think it’s wrong to eat more.”

Dan Woohyun chuckled and stood up from his seat.

For a moment, they just stood up and looked around, but those who met those eyes flinched and took a step back without realizing it.

But that fear was short-lived.

Those who came here with hatred for the Church of Heaven and Earth and the will to catch the Demon Saint do not easily succumb to such fears.

“You villain! “Give me the two small spoons!”

At that time, Kang Sang-chun rushed towards me, gritting his teeth.

His face was full of confidence, but unlike the previous situation, he seemed to be excited by the people around him cheering him on.

So no matter how much Geumdae-gil tried to dissuade him, nothing came to his ears.

Byak-!

“Gagging?!”

however.

This is Jang Sam-tae, who has been holding out with transcendent experts for over ten years. Also, to him who grew up and experienced various things because of Dan Woo-hyeon, Kang Sang-chun was nothing more than an ant.

The palm swung again and struck him hard in the face, and then he flew several times in the air, hit the wall, and fell.

thud! A loud sound filled the room.

“What the hell is this? Really.”

Jang Sam-tae frowned.

I feel like the anger that had subsided is rising again.

“That skill… definitely. “This guy is a demon saint!”

“Oh… That’s right, people who got hit by him said they had palm marks on their faces as if they had been burned…! “Of course!”

Those who glanced back at Kang Sang-chun, who had fallen down, were convinced as they looked at the palm print on his left cheek. The dark traces left on the palms turned red, as if they had been burned.

It’s like getting hit twice, but it’s a story that doesn’t interest the people here.