The Teacher’s Grace Is Like Heaven

38 – The Tang Family Sugar House (2)

Fortunately, I was spared from homelessness by Wu Geun, and I was able to hear from him the details of what was going on in Sichuan Tang Family,

and why the village had become the way it was.

In short, Sichuan Tang Family was currently in a state of civil strife, with the Tang lord, Tang Feilong, also known as the Poison King, and his successor, Sichuan Tang Family’s Xiao Jia, at odds with each other. I said to Wu Geun.

“What is the name of that Sojourner?”

“Well, he suddenly changed his name not long ago.”

“To what name?”

“He called himself Tang Guo.”

“Tang Guo?”

At first I thought I had misheard, but Wu Geun looked more serious than anyone else. I held back the laughter that threatened to break out.

No matter what, it’s impolite to make fun of someone’s name. Especially when it’s a prestigious family, one of the Five Great Houses.

I’m sure there’s a reason for that, but it doesn’t seem like a good idea to me… …… I shake my head. I shook my head.

“Anyway, you’re saying that the Tang Family is in a state of infighting right now.”

“Yes, even their followers are at odds with each other.”

“It must be a difficult time.”

“Thank you.”

Unlike the other schools, the Five Great Houses are emperors who are directly authorized by the imperial court to rule over a region, so of course they have a lot of influence.

Moreover, they are, to begin with, the most advanced masters. They’re not called Heavenly Emperors for nothing.

Thinking that the Sichuan Tang family’s soju is not too fearless, I scooped up a spoonful of rice and popped it into my mouth. After all, I need to fill my stomach first.

After finishing the meal prepared by Wu Geun’s wife, I immediately stood up from my seat. Anyway, I need to look around this place to find Bie-yeon.

“It’s just the height of splendor.”

As I looked around the city, I couldn’t help but comment. The streets of Sichuan Dang Street were incredibly colorful, not at all in keeping with the use of poisonous gongs.

However, the gap between rich and poor was quite large. To put it mildly, the street on the left was for beggars, and the street on the right was for the rich, and the gap was that wide.

It was most likely due to the influence of the Sichuan Tang Family’s party leader, Tang Feiyong, but in any case, it was not a sight I wanted to show Bi Yan. I let out a sigh.

“My lord, if you take that, what will we have to live on?!”

“Shut up, are you disobeying the orders of the Sichuan Tang family?!”

“Well, that’s not true…….”

“…….”

I couldn’t help but smile as I watched the vendors and merchants bickering in the stalls. It’s all so predictable.

The merchant deliberately leaves an item in front of him that shouldn’t be taken, and the mute in Sichuan Street knows it, but he takes it after a reasonable argument.

It’s a way to win the people’s favor without diminishing the influence of the Sichuan Party, and it’s a mutually beneficial arrangement.

If it were truly an item that shouldn’t have been taken, it would be sagging by the crotch like that one. I sighed and walked forward.

“Stop it!”

“Cow, cow!”

“How is this place…….”

“Huh?”

But before I could intervene, someone else interrupted. He was a young man in a brown coat, his hair stained brown.

But the momentum he exuded was unmistakable. He was strong, but most of all, he was physically strong. I stuck out my tongue and thought:

A first-rate master, perhaps even a young master at the peak of his powers.

“They are the flesh and blood of the Sichuan Tang Family, and they are the ones who support the Sichuan Tang Family. How dare…….”

“It’s the Lord Tang’s order, Tang and Sogazhu.”

“…….”

“Don’t you know, if you want to speak, show your strength.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

The Sichuan Dancer taunted his opponent, even calling him by name. But the Sichuan Dancer didn’t care, and continued to move his body.

The Sichuan Dancer who had taunted the Sichuan Dancer was instantly beaten and fell to the ground. I marveled at the incredibly fast movement, which even I could barely see.

It wasn’t just a power-up, it was a fluid, gliding attack, and it was no match for the claw.

As the Shaoghaizhu attacked the unattended, the Sichuan Tang Family’s unattended, scattered in the streets, gathered together, each one a well-trained, elite warrior.

“Are you defying the will of your master?”

“We will not take this lying down!”

“Didn’t you say, show your strength?”

“If so, we will not stand idly by either.”

In unison, the men of the Sichuan Party drew their swords, and Xiao Gazu took a stance. Upon closer inspection, I could see the memorizations sandwiched between his fingers.

Then, indeed, they lunged at him, but he parried the sword from the front with one of the memorizations between his fingers.

In a near-sleight-of-hand feat, the warrior’s movements paused for a moment. He stabbed his finger into a point in the man’s chest, and the man fell to the ground.

Whether he realized it or not, the men continued to charge at Sogaju, but Sogaju subdued them without difficulty. I clicked my tongue as I watched.

“We have similar strengths, but your martial arts are on a different level.”

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“Thank you for the compliment, Dai Hao.”

“Do you know me?”

“How could I forget?”

He smiled and inclined his head. His face looked vaguely familiar, so I quietly searched his features. Soon, I succeeded in recalling his face.

He was the boy who had defeated me in the past at the Sichuan Tang Family. I thought he had some unusual skills, but I didn’t expect him to be the head of the Sichuan Tang Family…….

I remember the old days. The day I fought to save Wu Geun and a few others, I was feeling confident after defeating the unattended. Suddenly, a boy appeared in front of me.

‘Stop and walk away. Nothing will change.”

“Maybe if you do nothing and stand still.”

“You’re talking out of your ass.”

At my one word, he lunged at me in anger. And so me and the boy began to fight. As for the outcome, I was defeated, and thoroughly.

Unlike me, who fought mostly on the outside, he used pointillism and memorization to focus his attacks on a single point.

Eventually, I gave in to the fatal blow and was defeated. Or, to put it bluntly, I lost because I trusted my body too much.

It was an immature subject, chasing ideals. It was not something I could not understand. And it was the Sichuan Dang family’s cigar, so it was probably as strong as it was…….

“It’s good to see you again, I’m Chen Bi Liu.”

“I’m Tang Guo, the cauldron master of the Sichuan Tang Family.”

“…….”

“You’re not surprised ……, are you?”

As Tang Guo smiled bitterly, I nodded wordlessly. Honestly, if Oh Geun hadn’t told me, I would have been stunned too.

Inwardly, I thanked Oh Geun and his family.

* * *

When he sees injustice, he never passes it by. He takes care of his own people, is stingy with the little guy and generous with the big guy, and that was the virtue of a soldier.

The virtues of a soldier, in particular, are essential for those who rule from above. This is even more so if you are a prestigious martial artist. However, the Sichuan Tang family rejected the virtue.

Contrary to the despicable impression of rote memorization and the use of solitary combat. Sichuan Dangjia only seeks power. If you win, you win, and that’s it.

And this was especially true when the Namgung Segai firmly established itself as a martial arts organization. Stop the Namgung Segai, and reclaim the seat of the Murimen.

That was the goal of Tang Feiyong, who now reigns as the sole king, and one of his many sons, Tang Guo, was raised for that purpose.

“The weak become the burden of the house.”

In those days, he strove only to be of service to his family, for that was all that was left to him. At first, he thought so; even then, he had only gone out to subdue them at the command of his lord. But then he saw.

A boy who refused to give in to injustice, who kept fighting with all his might, who refused to give in until the very end. His martial arts were crude, but nonetheless, there was no hesitation with his sword.

That day, for the first time, the boy thought to himself.

“Tang Guo, do you like me?”

“If I do, will you remember me again?”