Chapter 121 – Actually, It’s My Master (3)
The day after I returned to the estate, I set off for Danghyewon’s residence.
The child is growing up, but there’s no one by her side except for the people I hired with money, so she must feel empty inside.
I was thinking of giving Danghyewon a warm hug as soon as I met her. If there hadn’t been an unwelcome guest, that is.
“Master… why are you here?”
My voice trembled for no reason, and Master’s expression turned sour.
“Why, is it wrong for a disciple to know that you’re coming here and come early?”
“No, not at all.”
I immediately corrected myself.
“Yoon… are you hurt anywhere?”
“I’m fine. Has Hye-won been okay all this time?”
Danghyewon held both of my hands and felt my body all over. In fact, I hurt my shoulder, but after receiving regular acupuncture treatment, I recovered completely in two weeks.
“I’ve been okay, I just rested all this time…”
Danghyewon’s belly has grown bigger. It used to be just a little bigger than a potbelly, but now it’s clearly a belly with a baby inside.
“Baby, did you behave well? Daddy won the fight…!”
“Ahem, ahem…”
As I kissed Danghyewon’s belly and stroked it with a tender heart, Master coughed next to me.
“It’s good to relieve your stress, but don’t you have something to talk about?”
That was true. Master found out about the early return of Gyeomsung through Haomun, and also knew about my escape through Danghyewon.
“First of all, it was a good idea to escape from Gyeomsung’s crazy dog. If you had stayed by his side, you would have been suspected for sure…”
But the problem was what came next. Haomun seemed to deliver news faster than words, and was faster than me, who came on horseback.
“While you were in Pangga, you were caught up in a clash with Magyo. Tell me the details.”
Master hates getting involved in other people’s disputes from the start. Master’s life is about the first rank and the second rank of dyeing.
I told Master everything one by one.
Pangga tried to join forces with the government and expand its power.
I was hit in the back of the head by Magyo, who used it to their advantage.
Magyo had a head priest and an elder, and they even tried to persuade Master to save Pangga, and I decided to go to Magyo.
“No way.”
“Yes, then the persuasion failed…”
“No, that’s not the story. On the contrary, they have their own flexibility. But the latter is not possible.”
Well, there’s a possibility of becoming a hostage if I go to Magyo. If Master is really scary, I can’t dare to do that, but judging from Yeonghogyeong’s reaction, it’s possible.
“This guy, even if you had just stayed put, they wouldn’t have touched you. Why did you get involved with Pangga? Hm?”
Master scolded me for being meddlesome. While it’s good to prevent a war from happening, I should have valued myself more.
“Master…! Your disciple is moved…!”
“Gross, this guy.”
Master shook his head.
“Since we have time, let’s think about the future slowly… Anything else to talk about?”
I decided to hang purple flags outside the estate from now on, so that Master would visit more often. So far, it had been a passive situation where I waited for Master to come, but now that communication had improved, it was a different story.
But there was still one more topic that needed to be resolved.
“Um… should I tell the other children who their master is?”
“Yes. If you have my permission, you can do it yourself.”
Master gave a quick glance to Danghyewon before speaking. He didn’t exactly approve of me embracing the women I had taken, but if I didn’t say anything, there was a possibility that trouble would arise even after Gyeomsung’s death.
If I changed my class to a sage, some of those women might turn against me, and the child I had with them could be taken away.
But not having children was also a bit… well, there were already women who had children.
“Yoon, do you really have to tell them? Can’t you just say you learned the same martial arts from an old master…?”
Danghyewon suggested denying the relationship with Master publicly.
“You could say that to Gyeomsung, of course. But if Gyeomsung is still paying attention, it might be difficult… and it definitely won’t work with Yeonhwa.”
My relationship with Pang Yeonhwa began with my pride being hurt when she kidnapped me instead of Master.
The incident was deeply ingrained in my mind, and even if I said we only learned the same martial arts, there was a high chance of suspicion.
“If she suspects something, she might ask if there’s any chance the other person knows the same martial arts… and if it’s someone else, would Hemma let them live?”
If Pang Yeonhwa was suspicious, it wouldn’t take long for my mother to find out.
“Do as you wish.”
“Master…!”
Danghyewon looked flustered at Master’s narrowed eyes, but his response was calm.
“You seem to have lower martial arts than your disciple, so even if you explain it, your guilty conscience will affect your martial arts.”
“…?”
“Mind, technique, and body. Only when these three are in perfect harmony can a martial artist walk the path of the absolute.”
It seemed like Master had no intention of explaining anything further to Danghyewon, whose eyes were wide with confusion, but she had no choice but to accept it.
The point was that if I kept doing unnecessary things, it would have a negative impact on my martial arts, and the person who claimed that was the greatest martial artist in the world.
Anyway, now that I had Master’s permission, it was entirely up to me to figure out how to reveal the truth.
“Is there anything else to discuss now, Master?”
“Yes, there is.”
“Huh?”
“Let’s see how much your martial arts have improved during this time. Let’s have a look.”
Wait, I came here to meet Danghyewon… She looked like she was about to explode, but I desperately held back and followed Master outside.
Well, it wouldn’t hurt to have a proper check-up on my martial arts, which I’ve been working on quite diligently during this time.
But he wouldn’t say something like, “You’ve only improved this much? From now on, let me teach you!” right?
What about my milf sex life?
“I must do my best…!”
Although society called him a bloodthirsty monster, Lee Jasung, who stubbornly claimed to be a red-blooded man, noticed that his disciple’s momentum was quite refined and controlled.
Could he have grown this much when he was a first-rate martial artist himself?
Although it was difficult to make a fair comparison, as the young Lee Jasung, who was the greatest martial artist in the world, sometimes couldn’t keep up with his thoughts due to his incomplete body, even if he understood something with his head.
‘It’s impressive enough.’
It seemed like he had developed a more seasoned feeling of observing his opponent with a gradual approach, rather than blindly attacking with all his might.
‘It won’t take long to reach the peak.’
But as a teacher, he couldn’t just shower his disciple with praise.
Lee Jasung maintained a heavy expression and flicked his palm.
Indeed, the disciple had approached carefully. It was clear that even an average peer would allow her to approach between moves.
But it meant nothing to Lee Jasung.
Since he had already seen all of his disciple’s attacks, he kept rolling with one or two moves above them.
The disciple relentlessly aimed her palm at Master’s two shoulders or poked him with her fingers, but he saw through them all.
“You’ve learned well. You said you trained with Eumo during your travels, and you’ve learned well.”
At this rate, she could aim for the peak within one or two years, or at most, within 20 years.
However, Lee Jasung felt the need to crush any potential arrogance that may have sprouted in his disciple’s heart, and pushed out a gust of wind from his hand.
The hurricane of force that drew a sharp spiral and advanced forward would be the end if trapped.
He had adjusted his strength, so he wouldn’t die, but his stamina would surely be depleted after it passed.
Sasasasat
Although there was a need to restrain her from attempting to evade due to her relatively slow speed, the power was…
“What…?”
The disciple, whose evasion was blocked by the gust of wind, ultimately chose to confront it, and in the next moment, Lee Jasung couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.
The core of the endlessly moving gust of wind was precisely penetrated by the disciple’s consecutive gusts of wind.
Moreover, it was a core that couldn’t be shattered in one blow, and she hit it several times even while moving.
It was natural that the disciple, who was also familiar with the same technique, knew how to parry.
But the problem was how to grasp that core.
Lee Jasung grabbed the disciple’s hand, which was trying to grab his head or jump up and grab his head while he was shouting or not, and pulled it away.
“Disciple!”
Looking at the disciple’s bewildered face with wide eyes, Lee Jasung was convinced.
The day when his disciple became a top-notch martial artist was not far away.
Damn, this was caught too.
He tried to grab the master’s head and hit him with a palm strike, but he tried it because he wasn’t the type to respect his master during training.
Of course, he would fail, but he had the expectation that he would at least show about half of his true strength that the master had seen while not evading.
“But at least he seems to like it, so that’s a relief.”
He was worried that he might say something like, “Has your skill only improved this much? Let’s go back to Amisan!” during the martial arts check, but the master’s reaction was elastic.
“How did you block the Hyuncheon Sunhoe?”
Hyuncheon Sunhoe, which was slow as hell but had restrained power, was one of the six techniques of Hyuncheon. To parry it, one had to shatter the core that made up the center of the gust of wind.
But I had nothing to say. I just saw it, and my hand moved and hit it.
“It just looked like it…?”
Then the master narrowed his eyes. He seemed to be thinking about something rather than feeling upset.
It had looked like it from the beginning. The problem was that I couldn’t hit it.
But as I trained and my skills accumulated, it seemed that I could hit it this time.
“Still, it doesn’t seem to be perfect yet…”
I don’t know what he means, but seeing him nod his head in satisfaction made me feel like I met the master’s standards.
I did it! My milf sex life is safe!
I shook my fist in excitement and waved my arm to Dang Hye-won, who was looking out the window.
My feeling of being on the verge of promotion continued even as the master lectured us with his theoretical sermon.
“Never be lazy in your martial arts training from now on…”
The point was to never be lazy in martial arts training and to strive for promotion as the successor of Saekcheonmun.
Ah, whatever!
I half-heartedly listened to the master’s words while smiling happily. After greeting the master, I ran into the indoor space where Dang Hye-won was waiting eagerly.
Finally, it was time to start the postponed sex with the pregnant woman!
