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    Deng Yuanping looked at the people gathered in the room, waiting for him to open his lips.

    Unlike other people in the midfield, they did not react with much surprise when they saw his exotic appearance revealed by taking off his bamboo robe.

    No, they were surprised, but they quickly recovered when the representative of their group showed a calm reaction. Minho, known in the martial arts community by his nickname Yeomnaturyong, has a very… He looked young and seemed to have strong leadership over his group.

    Deng Won-pyeong could not tell whether it was the influence of his wife, Namgung Hwa-ran, or whether it was Minho’s original personality as she said.

    Among the Sapa bastards we organized this time, there was one who called him Hu (猴, monkey) when his bamboo ribs fell off during the battle. Of course, he cut off his head with his own hands, but strangely enough, it was not a mockery, but an impression from a pure Jungwon citizen’s perspective.

    Therefore, Deng Yuanping’s protruding eyebrow bones were one of the facial features that he considered shameful.

    ‘But Yeomnaturyong Sohyeop looked at me and said I was handsome… !’

    It wasn’t a joke, it was the first appearance compliment I’d ever heard in my life.

    Teng Wenping did not understand why he thought that way. But I didn’t feel like Minho was lying.

    That was why. He carefully opened his mouth and brought up the past that he had buried since he became a climax expert.

    “Actually… ”

    That’s how Deungwonpyeong’s situation came out.

    He was originally a martial artist from Sapa.

    Since his father was a Sapa martial artist, this was the career path that his son, Deung Won-pyeong, naturally chose as well.

    But the sad thing is that this father was a pathetic human being in many ways.

    Deng Won-pyeong’s father, a Sapa martial artist, happened to come into contact with a dancer from outside the world. Even Teng Won-pyeong did not know exactly what the situation was. Because his mother was not there from the moment his memories began. There was only a father who did not appreciate his presence at all.

    “Tsk, I thought Joongwon’s blood would be stronger, but what is this! At this point, I don’t know where I can even introduce myself as my child… ”

    As young Deng Won-pyeong grew up and his exotic appearance became more and more evident, this was something his father liked to say. They were almost treated like barbarians rather than children. He thought it would hurt his prestige, so he did not allow Deng Yuanping to be his father.

    The place called Moorim was not a world where a child could easily live without the protection of his parents.

    The political faction manages to save face, but how warm would it be if the world in which the martial arts people of the Sa faction lived was warm?

    At least, there was no way to know what would have happened if his father had not had a middle or higher rank in the clan to which he belonged. He might have been kidnapped without the knowledge of a rat or a bird, turned into a slave to the outside world, and sold.

    “Hey, hybrid! Bring some water here!”

    “Come here! I’ll make a special sparring partner for you! What, a wooden sword? Get some branches in there!”

    “Ugh! There’s a mixed breed running around this morning to make me feel bad.”

    Since his father had virtually neglected his son unless Deng Won-pyeong died, he was naturally despised by other Sapa martial artists. Getting hit with stones or wooden swords to kill time is a daily occurrence.

    Deng Won-pyeong grew up thinking that his name was Mongjong until he was eight years old.

    Even for him, there was at least some breathing room.

    Just martial arts.

    “It’s old. Learn this.”

    The level of 『Taewon Shingong (太元神功)』 and 『Baekun Sword Technique』 that I gave to my children as if they were benevolent.

    Like most martial arts in martial arts, despite their grandiose names, they were only martial arts at a mediocre level. It wasn’t even the martial arts that his father had learned, let alone the martial arts of the four factions, but the ones that were just lying around in the clan’s warehouse.

    But was it a blessing in disguise? The two martial arts were unique to the Sa Sect, and although they were not martial arts that showed any useful utility since they were juniors, they were martial arts that could be said to be suitable for Deng Won-pyeong, who had quite good martial arts skills.

    To Deng Won-pyeong, who had nothing to rely on around him, the existence of martial arts was not just a straw, but like a rope sent down from the sky. This became even more noticeable after the sect his father belonged to was destroyed in a war of interests with other sects.

    “Are you the slave you used to work here?”

    “It looks like they were also using extra-tax slaves.”

    “Hey, go get some alcohol from the warehouse. If it doesn’t taste good, I’ll kill you too.”

    When all the martial artists, including his father, lost their lives, Deng Won-pyeong was absorbed into the new Sect sect and became their servant doing odd jobs. Because he was not treated as a member of the same clan due to his exotic appearance, he had the opportunity to hone his martial skills by quietly doing odd jobs.

    After that, Deng Yuanping was able to escape from the Four Schools only after the martial arts he had learned in secret reached the peak.

    This was possible because the head of the sect that had robbed him of all his youth was only a peak expert.

    “Ugh… ! This bastard doesn’t even know the grace that raised him… !”

    “If that’s a favor, then this should also be called a favor, you bastard!”

    It was something he muttered in response to Wenju’s resentment for having his arm cut off by Deng Yuanping’s sword while drunk.

    The Wenju, who had treated Deng Yuanping like a slave for most of his life, had neglected his training to the point where his stomach was bulging, making his peak state indistinct.

    Moreover, among the warriors of Sapa, he was a rare human who survived until he became an old man. However, no matter how much the martial arts community said to be careful of old people, not all old people were strong men who hid their strength. If he had been a member of the Jeong faction who had learned proper martial arts, he would have been able to withstand the aging of his body with his deep inner strength, but this was not the case for Munju of the Sa faction, who was exploiting Deung Won-pyeong.

    Because the land mass of the central plains was so large, it was only possible for these factions to control one region and make a living.

    On that day, Deng Won-pyeong disbanded the clan that had been treating him like a slave and took his first steps toward becoming a strongman.

    Kang-ho was the first to leave after feeling fed up with Sapa. He could have moved to another area and become a hermit, but the reason he entered a new world at an age when he was already well past the age of two was curiosity. A world called Kangho that Sapa disciples always talked about when they drank alcohol. And above all, curiosity about the political faction that the faction hated and was clearly afraid of, even though it tried not to show it.

    However, unlike his younger days when he lived a life of neglect in Sapa, he was very surprised when he experienced Gangho. Even though I deliberately tried not to have high expectations.

    At least the political faction, when they saw his appearance, rolled their eyes, whispered, and walked away, but they did not throw dirt on him or use unreasonable violence.

    It was a very surprising and unfamiliar thing to Deng Wenping, who had lived his whole life receiving such treatment.

    When their appearance is revealed by chance, the ones who start a fight are all the martial arts people of Sapa.

    Therefore, just as the Sapa people did not hide their dislike for him, Deng Yuanping also did not hide his dislike for the Sapa.

    In the process, as a result of disbanding the small Sapa factions, he was given the nickname Soyogeomsu. Sapa only called him by derogatory terms such as monkey or mongrel, but the members of the Sapa who saw him cleaning Sapa even gave him a cool nickname.

    Although he usually hides his appearance by wearing a bamboo hat, people around him would not recognize his nickname unless he revealed it.

    This is how the infinite fondness for political factions and disgust for Safa factions arose.

    Deng Yuanping lowered his head and said.

    “Although my roots were in the Sa sect, I wanted to get closer to the sect in my heart, so whenever I met a group that crossed the line, I used my sword to disperse them! I didn’t mean to trick you!”

    ***

    “That… ”

    “These are ruthless people! How could it be the same person… ”

    The companions who heard Deng Yuanping’s story sighed. When they first heard that Deng Yuanping was from Sapa, they frowned a little, but after hearing the explanation that followed, they looked at him even more pitifully than before.

    I’m from Sapa. Well, it wasn’t something I could have chosen. Since he had never killed Jeong Pa-in in Gangho, it was not a place where he could find fault.

    As much as he hates Safa, he seems to have a sense of entitlement due to his origins. That’s probably why they show such a bowing attitude towards me.

    I felt like I had a very difficult life just because of my appearance.

    “Thank you for your hard work. Even in such an environment, without breaking your heart, wandering around the rivers and punishing the four factions, this is truly the life of a thief.”

    “Oh, no! Compared to what Yeomnaturyong Sohyeop has achieved… I always had a feeling of admiration after hearing the story of Yeomnaturyong Sohyeop! Now that I’ve met you in person, I’m sure you’re even better than I imagined! That’s why I revealed the truth.”

    ‘hmm… how will we do it.’

    I looked at Teng Yuanping.

    ‘Shall we invite the Namgung family as a guest?’

    Although there are quite a few peak masters in the Namgung family, the more masters there are, the better.

    Looking at his behavior, it seemed like he had no particular plans to set up his enemy anywhere now or in the future. But judging from how he treated me, I didn’t think he would reject my offer.

    The experience accumulated while dealing with Sapa was not something to be ignored.

    ‘and… You can break up like this, but then you’re sure to keep doing the same things you did. Then it’s clear that I’ll be stabbed to death sooner or later.’

    I could see that he was doing dangerous things compared to his peak level. Even though it wasn’t intentional, he had already put his life in danger twice by becoming involved with me, so I felt uncomfortable just passing by.

    Wouldn’t the teacher and the head of the family be happy if I invited an outside expert? I also thought about it.

    ‘Then shall we take a test?’

    “Do you know about Hao Wen?”

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