Chapter 29: Why the hell are you there?!

The surrounding air froze. I did my best to control my expression, but I felt cold sweat trickling down inside my clothes. Someone was poking

at a past I wanted to hide.

” what are you talking about? Our Jun was a s*ave?”

Su-ran said, unable to suppress her laughter.

“No, I said he looked similar. I didn’t say they were exactly the same.”

“That’s right. How could the son of the Kwak family be a s*ave? Don’t say ridiculous things.”

Su-ran tried to brush off the situation as a joke, but the atmosphere had already become awkward. Tension hung in the air more thickly than

the scent of tea.

I smiled and tried to look as natural as possible. I casually picked up my cup as if it were just a coincidence, but only I knew that my fingers

were trembling slightly.

Yuha noona’s hand lightly pressed on my knee under the table.

It was a signal to calm down.

Gulp~

I took a sip of tea, trying to regain my composure.

“It’s not a very pleasant story.”

I tried to maintain as much composure as possible. I took care not to let any emotion show in my voice.

“That’s probably true. But your mind might change a bit if you hear this story. That child looked a bit younger than young master, but he was

a harmonious body. And it seems he was quite a special harmonious body.”

“Quite a special harmonious body?”

“Yes. Otherwise, the auction price wouldn’t have skyrocketed like that. Do you know how much that child was sold for?”

“How much was he sold for?”

“270,000 jeon.”

Everyone present gasped in surprise at those words.

There were only two people who were not surprised. The boy who was sold for 270,000 jeon, and the woman who bought the boy for

270,000 jeon.

I thought about my first day in this world.

I don’t remember any of the women in front of me, including noona, being that young.

So, was it one of the people sitting in the back seat?

“270,000 jeon?”

“Is that real?”

“That’s the price of several ordinary harmonious bodies.”

“Are harmonious bodies divided into types? A special harmonious body?”

It was clear to anyone that this conversation was heading in a dangerous direction.

“So, you never know, young master might be that kind of constitution too. It’s common sense that if appearances are similar, the possibility

of having the same constitution is high.”

The girl said, staring intently at my face.

“I feel bad. Comparing me to a s*ave.”

I said, putting clear displeasure in my voice.

The girl’s face turned pale in an instant at my firm tone.

“I, I, I, I’m sorry!”

She opened her eyes wide and stuttered.

She probably hadn’t expected me to react so firmly.

Kwak Su-ran frowned at her friend and then smiled at me.

“Sorry, Jun. She sometimes speaks lightly.”

I sighed and nodded. I was glad that the topic was no longer being pursued.

With that, the story ended. The girls’ conversation naturally flowed back to the original topic.

“Anyway, I’m also planning to learn Amipa’s spear techniques there.”

Kwak Su-ran said, her eyes sparkling.

I showed interest in her words and picked up my teacup.

“Spear techniques…”

There weren’t that many martial arts sects that specialized in spear techniques.

The biggest weakness was that it was difficult to carry around due to the nature of long weapons.

Realistically, long and heavy weapons like spears were bound to be burdensome for martial artists who wandered the world to train.

But Amipa was one of the few Nine Sects whose main specialty was spears.

I glanced at our children.

Everyone was carrying a spear. But they didn’t know how to use a spear.

What the children had learned was swordsmanship to the end. Only Cheonsalgok’s swordsmanship that used small swords.

A dojang run directly by Amipa… It would be perfect for teaching the children spear techniques.

Of course, they wouldn’t teach Amipa’s secret spear techniques, but they could learn the basics well enough, right?

“Especially this time, a pretty great person is coming as a martial arts instructor.”

“Who is it, that great person?”

I asked with a curious voice.

“Seolwol.”

I didn’t show any special reaction to that name.

“Who?”

“You don’t know Seolwol?”

She widened her eyes and made an unbelievable expression.

There’s no way I would know.

“That’s right, you wouldn’t know because you haven’t been in Beijing for long. She’s a pretty famous figure here in Sichuan. A genius of

Amipa who reached the level of Supreme master at the age of eighteen. It’s still early, but she’s one of the candidates for the next strongest

person in the world.”

“She’s a person from a completely different world than us. But why is such a master taking on the role of a martial arts instructor at a small

dojang?”

I was really curious. What was such a genius doing at a small Sokga dojang?

“Well, I don’t know either.”

Su-ran shrugged.

Leaving the inn and returning home, the streets were even quieter.

Under the night sky of Nanjeong, my group and I walked side by side.

Among them, Yuha noona walked next to me as if protecting me.

“Noona, how old were you when you became a Supreme master?”

“I was 19 years old.”

“That genius of Amipa is one year faster than noona.”

“Well, that child learned from Amipa, and I was from a wandering background.”

She wasn’t going to give in a single word.

“Is it a sense of rivalry as a genius?”

“I’ve never thought of myself as a genius.”

Everyone here was scratched by those words.

They were about 5 years younger than Yuha noona, but none of them thought that they would reach the realm of Supreme in 5 years.

No, more than half of them would need to make strenuous efforts just to reach the 1st class realm.

I looked at Yuha noona’s status window once again.

[Age: 22]
[Talent Grade: S]
[Level: Supreme Early Stage (55%)]
[Condition: Nine Yin Severed Meridians, Alluring Beauty, Virgin, G Cup]
[Stats: Strength: 115 Agility: 133 Internal Energy: 245 Combat Skill: 180 Durability: 112]

If this isn’t a genius, who is?

“If noona isn’t a genius, what are we all?”

She didn’t say anything to that.

As the morning sunlight streamed through the window, Kwak Su-ran opened the door and entered.

“Jun, wake up! It’s today! The day that genius disciple of Amipa comes down to teach spear techniques in person.”

I rubbed my eyes and got up. I had become quite close to her in the past few days.

The eyes of the family elders were cold, but they did not reveal my identity or prevent the exchange.

I heard rumors that Su-ran was worried about throwing herself into the martial arts world.

In such a situation, they would not be able to rashly say, “Kwak Jun is not your cousin, but an executive of Cheonsalgok.”

She might ask how to throw herself into Cheonsalgok as it is.

“I’ll get ready soon, noona.”

I simply washed my face and changed my clothes.

Yuha noona, Nancheong, and the other guards were already waiting.

“Is everyone ready? Let’s go!”

Following Su-ran’s excited voice, we headed to the martial arts hall.

There were already many people gathered around the martial arts hall.

The building was more magnificent than an ordinary martial arts hall, and the new bricks and tiles sparkled in the sunlight.

Three wooden tables were placed near the gate, and people were lined up at each table. On the tables were placed paddles with the words

‘High’, ‘Medium’, and ‘Low’ written on them.

A middle-aged woman approached us. She was wearing Amipa’s clothing and had a kind smile on her face.

“Welcome, esteemed guests. Thank you for visiting today’s opening day. There are three types of classes.”

“How are each of the classes different?”

I asked.

“The ‘Low’ paddle allows you to receive basic spear technique instruction from a general instructor, the ‘Medium’ paddle allows you to

receive instruction from an Amipa inner disciple, and the ‘High’ paddle… is a special class where you can receive direct instruction from

Seolwol.”

“What is the price?”

Su-ran asked.

“The Low paddle is 50 jeon, the Medium paddle is 200 jeon, and the High paddle is 1000 jeon.”

“We would like fifteen High paddles.”

The middle-aged woman’s eyes widened.

“Fif…fifteen?”

“Yes, for me and all my guards.”

We were guided deep into the martial arts hall, where there were already about twenty students gathered. Most of them were young men, and

their faces were full of anticipation.

“I wonder what that genius looks like?” one man whispered to the person next to him.

“I heard she’s a great beauty. She’s not only skilled in martial arts, but she’s also an absolute beauty…”

I looked around. The dojang was neatly organized. The floor was covered with high-quality wood, and the walls were decorated with pictures

depicting spear technique movements.

Even though it has become a world of female martial artists, it seems that the hearts of men longing for beauty have not changed. Most of the

men were more interested in meeting a beautiful master than simply learning spear techniques.

Perhaps because of those gazes, Yuha noona was wearing a mask that covered her face again today.

And finally, she entered.

Amipa’s greatest genius, Seolwol. Dressed in white, she entered with an elegant gait.

The moment my gaze reached her face, she also saw me. Our eyes met.

“Huh?”

A small exclamation escaped her lips.

“Huh?”

Almost at the same time, I made the same sound.

An earthquake occurred in her pupils.

Perhaps I was the same.

Was it because the other person was pretty? Of course, she was pretty.

She was a great beauty. It was a beauty that surpassed the standards of a classical beauty.

She was as beautiful as a female character painstakingly created by an otaku who likes TS works for days and days.

The outline of that face, the shape of the eyes, the angle of the nose, the curve of the lips… everything was familiar. It felt like I had seen it

hundreds of times before. And when I realized the reason, my heart started beating faster.

The guy who created this *ssskin was my friend.

That guy who provided the opportunity for me to come to this world. Jang Yoon-woo.

It was the face of the character that he had painstakingly created for months in the ‘Pungun Murim’ game.

And of course, he also knew my main skin face.

That’s how we lost words for a few seconds.