Childhood Friend of the Zenith Chapter 681

A table where men gather together and there is no alcohol involved.

It was truly a sight that evoked strange emotions.

Is it because it’s amazing? I can feel people around me glancing at this place. I ignored the stares and took a sip of the tea in front of me.

‘Maybe that’s not the reason.’

The reason for attracting attention was not the absence of alcohol.

“Isn’t the author a saint?”

“I heard there was a story about seeing a non-seongdo in the village just before that. “That was true.”

“You’re really handsome.”

It was also because of Peng Woo-jin, who calmly used chopsticks in front of me.

“Then is the one next to it the fire pit?”

“Soyeomra? “What do you mean, it’s suddenly so bad?”

It was also because of me eating dumplings with them.

“I heard there was a young man who pretended to know a non-church member. “They say it’s so bad.”

“Is the author next to him So-Yeom-Sa? “I can’t see his face clearly….”

“No, next to it.”

“Next to that? “If it’s next to you… gasp!”

“I wondered how true it would be to see a very fierce-looking young man called Soyeomra…. It really is.”

What’s wrong? What’s wrong?

I wanted to go and confront him right away, but I held back. I am now used to this kind of treatment. It’s so sad that I’m getting used to something like this.

“That’s right. A young man who was once called the youngest Hwa-kyung… Of course, in the end…”

I couldn’t hear anything behind it. But it was easy to guess what was said. They probably said it was a lie or a rumor or something like that.

I didn’t feel anything special.

In the first place, I neither denied nor confirmed it, and it was better for me when the rumors were clouded like now.

the problem is.

“Hey, my chopsticks are shaking.”

“…!”

It could be that the guy next to me reacted more severely than me.

“what’s the matter?”

“…it’s nothing….”

The guy pressed the robe he was wearing even deeper, fearing that his face would be seen.

“If you’re going to be so scared, why did you come out to eat?”

“Hehe, don’t be like that.”

Peng Wujin slowly moved his hand, blocking my words. Place the dumpling in front of you in front of Taengjung.

“Old Confucius, if this person wanted to eat porridge, he would have come. “I fully understand.”

“Thank you….”

“It’s so delicious that you went so far as to go against logic. No one! It’s something that none of the people I’ve seen so far would have done. Doesn’t this prove that this restaurant’s dumplings are truly delicious?”

“…”

“…”

I see It was a twist. It was a level of fraud that I had never even dared to think about.

‘…this human.’

Is there something I can learn? I felt like I could accept something like this.

I don’t know if he meant it or not. This is because Peng Wu-jin’s expression was sincere.

He tilts his head as he looks at Taengjung, who is shaking while holding his chopsticks.

“How can you not eat it? “You can eat as much as you want.”

“Thank you… thank you.”

Even though he was shaking, Ddaengjung picked up a dumpling with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. As soon as I saw it, I said:

“Eat this. “Is that still included in this situation?”

“Big….”

For a moment, he almost spat out when he heard what I said, but he swallowed it down and started eating. Looking at this, I felt like I knew exactly what this cub was in.

‘Their attitude is that they will eat it after they get caught.’

I’m going to eat whatever I get caught anyway. I feel that way.

Do I really want to eat that much? What are these damn dumplings…

‘…but that’s not what I want to say.’

Daengjoong was eating dumplings diligently. No, I also played with my chopsticks while watching Shinryong. I was planning to pick up a dumpling and eat it.

widely.

“huh?”

“…hmm?”

Chopsticks clash with chopsticks. Now that I see it, there is only one dumpling left. After confirming this, he spoke to Shinryong.

“Put it down quietly. “You have made concessions until now.”

After hearing what I said, Shinryong continued.

“…dole. Since this is given by a non-Christian donor, it seems somewhat inconsistent for the donor to make a concession.”

“What?”

Look at this guy?

“If you’ve eaten everything so far, you should give at least one. Could it be because Ddaengjoong is too greedy? “You can’t be greedy for material things.”

“Out of the nine dumplings, the donor of the Biseonggeom ate three, and the donor ate three, so these are the Hinayana dumplings.”

“Have you been counting that shamefully again?”

When did you see it one by one again?

When I looked at Shinryong with a puzzled expression, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Does this mean that you won? When I saw that, I spoke in a depressed voice.

“Is it true that Daengjoong was eating dumplings here in the first place? “Does it even contain meat?”

“…!”

When the most fundamental story is brought up, Shinryong is startled and trembles. It seemed like he, too, was feeling remorse.

This is the time.

Swish-!

“Huh!”

While Shinryong was still, he quickly put the last dumpling into his mouth. Then Shinryong took on an expression as if the sky had fallen.

No matter how you look at it, it wasn’t an expression that someone like Dingjung would make.

‘What on earth is in these dumplings?’

No, what is meat in the first place, why do people and monks make such a fuss?

‘Woohyuk is like that.’

Even if we assume that because that guy is a weird guy by nature.

‘What is this?’

The guy in front of me had absolutely no understanding. What on earth is this guy doing here?

‘After all, it’s here again.’

Just like the first time we met, our second meeting was also here. I think we met while eating dumplings back then. This time it was dumplings again.

‘…the monk knows the taste of meat.’

As Peng Wu-jin said, the dumplings at this restaurant seemed to be delicious.

“Here, please give me one more plate of dumplings.”

“Yes-!”

When Peng Woo-jin places his order after seeing the empty plate, Shin-ryong’s expression brightens.

“Are you hungry?”

“…no.”

“Isn’t it true?”

When I started complaining, Shinryong no longer answered what I said.

It seemed like he was just going to ignore it and eat it.

I smiled at the sight and took a sip of tea. He was just watching the guy without saying anything.

“therefore. “That young man is a villain.”

“I heard it was once famous, called Jinryong… I don’t know why there aren’t any rumors about it these days. Even…”

The man who was spitting pauses for a moment and continues again.

“They don’t even say he was called the youngest Hwa-kyung.”

I flinch.

At those words, Daengjung’s hands trembled while he was eating dumplings.

“Yekki! This person. “Do you believe that rumor?”

“No, that’s what the rumor was. Even though such a big rumor has spread, it seems so quiet…”

A whispering sound tickles my ears. Although they seemed to be speaking quietly, their developed spirit could not be deceived.

“I guess it’s because there’s no activity.”

“Even with all that…something…”

I was trying to listen to see what he was going to say.

Ugh-!

“hmm?”

I felt energy surrounding me.

It was amazing. However, the energy contained therein is unusual.

It’s a pure and clean energy that I can really feel.

‘If you have this kind of energy.’

I immediately looked to the side.

“What are you doing?”

“…”

The surprise was Shinryong’s strike.

It’s probably made to block outside sounds.

“What are you doing?”

He asked, waving his hand in the air. The whispering sounds could be heard from both Peng Wujin and Shenlong.

How dare you add a cover to my story.

“Well, are you even thinking about it?”

“It’s not like that….”

Shinryong was avoiding answering and was also looking away.

I don’t know what you’re thinking. He was nodding his head and looking at the guy.

“So… the old Confucius.”

Suddenly, Peng Woo-jin, who was next to me, started talking to me.

“Why don’t you come visit my parents’ house?”

“…Suddenly?”

What kind of bullshit is this? The unexpected story made me frown.

“I didn’t even give you a paddle. “Please make sure to come visit me.”

“ah.”

Only then did it come to mind. When I think about it, I did receive something.

‘It was a black wooden plaque.’

I’m sure he said that if he took it to Paengga, he would be treated well.

It’s been several years since I received it. I have never been to Panga before.

“I didn’t really have anything to go to. “I was busy too.”

I was getting hit and shot here and there, and it was a difficult time to even save myself.

How could you go somewhere to have fun inside?

I really didn’t have time to go. You can look at it like that.

‘Even if I had time, I wouldn’t have gone anyway.’

What should I do when I go to Paengga? It wouldn’t be a particularly good relationship, and that person in particular wasn’t going to be enough even if I was gnashing my teeth at him.

“I’ll go later, when I really have time.”

“Hmm… I believe it.”

“Don’t be too trusting….”

I feel like I’m going crazy from the burden. Why on earth is this guy so obsessed with me?

“…So, Prince Feng, do you really intend to participate in the Feiwu Festival?”

It felt like a bother, so I tried to change the conversation.

“hmm? Of course not. “I already applied?”

Peng Wu-jin spits out words and shows me a wooden tablet. It was proof that I had submitted my application correctly, and it was the same card I had. I looked at it and continued asking questions.

“For what?”

“Isn’t it strange for a member of a political faction to participate in a non-military festival held in the village?”

That’s true, so I have nothing to refute.

Because, as Peng Wu-jin said, it was not a strange thing.

“Especially since we are proud that it will be the biggest event ever. “I’m so excited!”

The best non-movie title ever. This is what the Murim League mentioned at the opening of the festival.

‘This isn’t a lie either.’

Just looking at the size of the title to be unlocked and the rewards prepared for it, it was the best ever.

Starting with the great hwandan prepared directly by Shaolin.

Even the precious Geumcheonjaryonggeom (金天自龍劍), one of the five great swords of the central plains, which was kept by the people until now.

In addition, there are military uniforms made of rare silk sold by Moyongsega, and support from a top made by the Murimmaeng for the next three years.

There were many rewards that were enough to make your eyes widen just by hearing about them.

‘The most important thing that the warriors see here is….’

The strongest unit in the history of the Murim Alliance, which is said to have disappeared in the past. It may be about Shinryongdae (神龍隊).

It was a place where all the leaders who symbolized political factions passed through, and it was like a symbol.

Although its reputation has only now disappeared, the Murim Alliance predicted the revival of the Shinryongdae, starting with this Bimuje.

There was something about this in Bimuje’s reward.

‘Did you say that a martial artist who achieved excellent performance in the non-military system would be allowed to belong to the Shinryongdae?’

I don’t know how many people will be selected, but the facts Meng mentioned are true.

So, to put it another way, it is safe to say that this Bimuje was ultimately intended for the creation of Shinryongdae. Shinryongdae, a symbol of political faction and called the sword of the Murim Alliance.

If you are a martial artist who lives and dies for fame and glory, you will have more than enough to covet. That’s right too.

‘For generations, it has been said that the great lord of Shinryongdae became the greatest person in the world.’

I don’t know now, but they say that was the case in the distant past.

Probably when this conversation didn’t continue…

‘Is this around the time when Geomzon was the leader?’

Geomzon once led the Shinryongdae. Afterwards, he ascended to the position of leader, but although he was called the best sword in the world, he was not the best person in the world.

In the end, Shinryongdae took the step of disbanding. In the end, it was safe to say that these stories disappeared.

one.

‘Still, the warriors won’t care.’

The Great Lord Shinryong becomes the greatest person in the world.

In order to carry on the karma contained in that story, warriors will rush in like moths to fire.

The current midfielders will end up being like that.

“So this means that Prince Peng is also interested in that story?”

I asked Peng Wujin while smoothing the teacup. To this, Peng Wujin smiled and answered.

“That’s right. Didn’t the former Confucius feel the same way and apply for the title of Fei Wu?”

“hmm.”

The question was answered in a low voice for a moment.

First of all, since it is a great sword and a precious sword, I honestly have no interest in it.

A grand welcome?

The bets were already full and there were still soloists. Moreover, since I have the original recipe, what use would it be?

It is a field that even digests the energy of ice crystals. In terms of betting, there was no longer enough.

They say more is more, but I’m not even sure what will happen if it increases.

‘Let’s say the meeting is over, then what about the five great swords of the central region?’

That also makes no sense.

Not only does he already have a sword of that level wrapped around his left arm. Since it is not an inspection in the first place, I am not interested.

Even if a gauntlet had been released, it would have been the same.

The treasure itself was not of interest.

Whether it’s silk clothes or support from the top, of course it’s not like that either. Then there is only one thing left.

‘Shinryongdae (神龍隊).’

Thinking of this, he smiled and said to Peng Wujin.

“Yes, it’s not that I’m not interested.”

That’s all I need. For that purpose, I bothered to participate in the non-movie festival.

‘okay.’

Only Shinryongdae.

Even more precisely.

‘I need courage.’

That too is a very heavy feeling.

It was so big, heavy, and wide that I needed to hide my entire appearance.

Peng Woo-jin had a strange expression on his face as he spoke those words.

“Hmm. “I guess so.”

Even as he gives his answer, he looks like it’s hard to tell what he’s thinking.

Peng Wujin’s eyes had been like that ever since I first saw him. Even though he has a very light appearance, you can’t tell what he’s thinking inside.

It is significantly different from Peng A-hee, who appears honest and cheerful.

Even his father, the head of the family, seemed transparent, at least in a bad way.

‘Maybe that’s why I become wary without realizing it.’

A line keeps being drawn in that image. The Pang Woo-jin I saw was that kind of man.

“…”

“…”

Is it because the conversation is over? There was an alien silence.

An uncomfortable silence with no one speaking.

Should I say something? The moment I thought about it for a moment and opened my mouth.

“The food is here!”

Jeomsoy came to the table carrying the dumplings he ordered earlier. Thanks to this, the uncomfortable atmosphere was resolved.

“oh!”

After seeing the dumplings, Peng Woo-jin smiles again.

“It sounds delicious. Come on, let’s eat.”

Starting with Peng Wujin’s words, the chopsticks extend out.

I forgot about the previous atmosphere for a moment and ate again.

While I was taking each delicious bite, I felt a particularly uncomfortable gaze.

I looked to see if it was Pang Woo-jin, but it wasn’t.

It’s Shinryong.

He was glancing at me with an uncomfortable look in his eyes. For some reason, that gaze continued until we finished eating.

******************

After the meal was over, I went out looking satisfied. As for the time, it was just after noon, so it was still a sunny day.

I nodded, looking at the sun rising well in the center.

‘I guess I can train in the afternoon.’

The time is not bad. I felt like I could focus on today’s training at this level.

I was already thinking it wasn’t enough, but I was glad.

“It was very delicious. “Of course, this place is the best in Hanam.”

As I go outside, Peng Woo-jin follows me. It looks like it was calculated.

Shenlong followed behind Peng Wujin, and Pang Ujin said as he looked at him.

“Well, I said I would buy it for you. “How did you do this?”

“…no. Of course it was something I had to pay.”

From what I heard, it seems that Shinryong paid his share of the price. You can just get it, why bother paying for it?

‘It doesn’t matter, Shaolin must have a lot of money.’

This is not the place to be swayed by the price of dumplings. If you’re the last person there, you probably get some pocket money here and there.

‘If you look at it this way, they say you have to achieve no desire. ‘There is no other place as greedy as Shaolin.’

Not only did they do all kinds of business secretly, but they also set up shop in Hanam, so there was no place more alien than Shaolin.

“Was it delicious?”

When I asked Shinryong who was coming down, he cleared his throat briefly.

He looked into his eyes and saw that he had satisfied eyes. I guess it was delicious.

“I’m glad everyone likes it.”

Peng Wujin walked over, picking at his white teeth, wondering when he had found a toothpick.

“Now that you’ve finished eating, what do you plan to do now, Confucius Gu? “If you don’t have plans later, you can even go for a walk…”

“I will go back and practice.”

“…Right. “I can’t interfere with your training again.”

I thought it would be soggy, but when I honestly said it was training, Peng Wujin nodded.

“It was a great spot. “I hope we can have events like this more often in the future.”

“…Yes, depending on the timing.”

“haha! What a cool-headed response! “That’s better!”

Every single word really gives me goosebumps. This guy is doing this on purpose, right?

“Prince Peng.”

“Okay, tell me anything.”

“I’ll say it again, I like women. Plus, I got engaged.”

“huh? “I know.”

It looks like he is asking something obvious. On the one hand, I was relieved to see that.

“I’m glad… Isn’t Prince Peng also like that?”

“I guess the next time we see each other it will be Bimuzhe. “I’m really looking forward to that time…”

“Answer me.”

f*ck.

Why do you change your mind at this time? She said in disgust and took a step back. Peng Wujin laughed when he saw that.

“Ha ha ha ha ha. Nong, Nong, Nong.”

“ha ha ha. “Right?”

“maybe.”

“f*ck….”

“Well, since everyone is busy, I’ll go first. Because I am very busy. ha ha ha!”

She simply said that the person she had just asked to go for a walk with was busy. How should I accept this?

She felt instantly exhausted and had to cup her forehead with her hands.

“Of course, the former Confucius. “S… It was nice to meet you too.”

Pang Ujin looked at Shenlong and was about to tell her that she was a monk, but she seemed to be holding back.

This may be because there are some crowds around.

When Pang Ujin bows her head and takes her bow, Shenlong also bows to her with an awkward gesture.

Shinryong seemed to just bow his head because he couldn’t receive it with that etiquette.

‘There are so many different things.’

When I looked at it, I wondered what on earth this guy was doing.

“Then, I really want to go. It was really nice to meet you. “Really, really.”

“yes. Please come in.”

Seeing that it looked a bit slippery, I sent it away as if pushing it away, and only then did Peng Woo-jin take a step and disappear.

Surprisingly, she seemed to have no hesitation in going.

Just like that, Peng Woo-jin flows into the crowd and disappears.

While I was meeting with Shinryong. I also said while looking at the guy.

“Goes.”

“…”

He spoke briefly and took a step forward. Because I didn’t have much to talk about with this guy.

I was about to walk while thinking about the order in which I would go back and practice.

“…Why didn’t you say anything?”

Suddenly, Shinryong’s voice was heard.

He turned his head and looked at the guy.

“Are you talking to me?”

“…”

There was no answer, but Shinryong was clearly looking at me. When I saw that, I asked back.

“What are you saying?”

“Just before… what others said.”

“huh?”

What is Shinryong trying to say? He’s shaking his head because he doesn’t understand.

“ah.”

There was something that flashed in my mind.

It seemed like he meant what the guests had said earlier.

[therefore. That young man is a villain.]

[It is not said that he was called the youngest Hwa-kyung.]

[I guess it’s because there is no activity.]

That’s all they said. I asked Shinryong if he was saying this.

“What should I have said there?”

I wonder if there was anything else to do other than wear it.

“Why should I have gone and knocked over the table?”

They talk about me there to make the food taste bad. So should I have thrown it all away?

‘Why?’

It wasn’t much of an insult to hear.

At least by my standards. But was it worth it to Shinryong?

I don’t think a guy who worships Buddha would get angry over something like that.

‘It’s also true that you pulled off a surprise. Was something bothering you?’

There’s something that bothers me. That’s why I thought it might still come out like this.

“Never mind. “What a big deal… The food was delicious, so just forget about it and go your separate ways.”

After spitting out the words, I looked away again. And then I started walking towards my destination again.

“…That’s not it.”

I had to frown at the words that followed again. I feel irritated.

Why does this guy keep bothering me, even though he ate the dumplings deliciously?

I let out the emotion without turning my head.

“Ah then what on earth…”

“The rumor about Hwa-kyung being the youngest is a lie.”

Stand tall.

“…How could the donor not deny those words?”

After hearing this, I looked at Shinryong again.

“Hey.”

The irritation that had been building up just now disappeared and a smile formed on my face.

I also erased the thoughts that came to mind while looking at Shinryong just before.

“you.”

He looked at Shinryong and said.

“It turns out you weren’t as tall as I thought.”

“…”

Upon hearing those words, Shinryong’s eyes turned violent.