Chapter 219 â Craftsman (3)Everyone was baffled by Mok Gyeong-unâs sudden disappearance.
Of course, Mok Gyeong-unâs group, consisting of the advance and rear teams, were amazed in a different sense, knowing that he had utilized an incredibly fast lightness skill.
Then, Gan-yang, the leader of the advance team, spoke softly to Mong Mu-yak and Seop Chun from the rear team with a troubled expression.
âShouldnât we have stopped Young Master Mok?â
âStop him? How could we have done that?â
He had vanished before they could even say anything.
How were they supposed to stop him?
âIf thereâs friction with the Embroidered Uniform Guards now that the mask production has already gone awry, it could further disrupt our plan.â
Gan-yang thought the human skin mask production was already a lost cause since the masterâs arms had been severed.
If they clashed with the Embroidered Uniform Guard under such circumstances, it could make infiltrating the imperial palace even more difficult.
At his words, Seop Chun spoke as if telling him not to worry.
âJust wait and see. Our lord is not someone who lacks judgment. And as for the mask productionâ¦â
Seop Chun hesitated, unsure how to phrase it.
He was about to say that if their lord, Mok Gyeong-un, could find the masterâs severed hands, he could reattach them with his mysterious medical techniques, but he wasnât sure if they would easily believe it.
After all, it was hard to believe that severed arms could be reattached.
Just then, someone suddenly rushed into the room, panting heavily.
âGasp! Itâs⦠itâs a big problem.â
âBrother Mo!â
The hairy man recognized him and called him Brother Mo.
Brother Mo then spoke to the slaughterhouse workers with a tearful voice, as if apologizing.
âMiss⦠Miss Song-ah has been arrested by the Embroidered Uniform Guard for obstructing official duties.â
âWh-what? Obstructing official duties?â
âNo, Mr. Mo, you just watched it happen?â
Shocked by the sudden news, the slaughterhouse workers were perplexed and outraged.
At that momentâ¦
âThese damn bastards!â
-Pak!
The hairy man, with an enraged face, pulled out a slaughter knife hanging on the roomâs wall.
He seemed ready to rush outside at any moment.
Just then, someone scolded him.
âStop right there!â
The hairy man, who was about to run out, frowned and stopped in his tracks.
The one who stopped him was none other than the master.
The master spoke with difficulty as he struggled to get up.
âHaa⦠haa⦠What do you think you can accomplish by getting involved?â
âBut Young Miss Song-ahâ¦â
âDo you want to make matters worse?â
The master, who had reprimanded him, then looked at Seop Chun and his group and spoke.
âHaa⦠haa⦠Youâre martial artists, right?â
At his words, Gan-yang, the leader of the advance team, nodded and replied.
âThatâs correct. But Master⦠Youâre bleeding heavily, so donât strain yourself and sit down for nowâ¦â
-Thud!
Before he could finish his sentence, the master knelt on the floor.
âM-Master!â
âWhy are youâ¦â
The slaughterhouse workers became restless at his action.
Nevertheless, the master ignored them and said what he wanted to say.
âHaa⦠haa⦠Iâm⦠fine. But I have a request for you.â
âA request?â
âPlease help us.â
Gan-yang was troubled by his plea.
It was already a difficult situation with Mok Gyeong-un acting on his own, and if they also clashed with the Embroidered Uniform Guard, it could seriously hinder their mission.
âMaster⦠I understand your desire to save your daughter, butâ¦â
âHaa⦠haa⦠That child⦠cough cough⦠is not my daughter.â
âWhat?â
Didnât everyone refer to her as the young miss?
If so, she should be the masterâs daughter, but what does he mean by that?
Just then, the hairy man, who had been gripping the handle of the slaughter knife, also knelt on the floor like the master.
âPlease help us.â
âBrother Song!â
Surprised by his sudden action, the slaughterhouse workers tried to dissuade him.
At that moment, the Demon-Subduing monk Ja Geum-jeong alternately glanced at the master and the hairy man called Brother Song, then burst into laughter.
âHahahahaha. Now I get it.â
***
-Clang!
The Embroidered Uniform Guard with droopy eyebrows couldnât hide his bewilderment.
âThis guy⦠is an expert!â
The Embroidered Uniform Guard with droopy eyebrows was a One Hundred-men Commander of the senior 6th rank, an expert at the entry-stage of the Peak Realm.
If someone could block his sword strike, infused with his 7-star martial power, with a mere finger, it meant that the martial prowess of this unknown expert with a covered face far surpassed his own.
âWith an expert of this level, the four of us need to attack together, or the Thousand-men Commander needs to step in.â
-Pat!
Realizing he couldnât handle it alone, the Embroidered Uniform Guard with droopy eyebrows hastily distanced himself and raised one hand behind his back, sending a hand signal to the other Embroidered Uniform Guards for help, and spoke.
âWho are you to interfere with our Embroidered Uniform Guardâs affairs?â
He deliberately emphasized their identity as the Embroidered Uniform Guard.
Among the people of the Central Plains, there was no one who didnât know that the Embroidered Uniform Guard were the emperorâs personal guards.
He did so to instill a sense of caution in his opponent.
No matter how skilled in martial arts, he wanted to convey how dangerous it was to provoke them.
In response to his words, the person with the covered face, no, Mok Gyeong-un, whose face was covered with a black cloth, chuckled and said.
âOh? So youâre from the Embroidered Uniform Guard?â
The Embroidered Uniform Guard frowned at Mok Gyeong-unâs tone, as if he was pretending not to know.
Was he doing this on purpose?
It made no sense for him to not know they were from the Embroidered Uniform Guard after seeing their golden belts and flying fish robes.
The Embroidered Uniform Guard then spoke.
âIf you truly didnât know, stop right here and back off. Then we wonât question your circumstances or accuse you of any crimesâ¦â
Before he could finish his sentenceâ¦
-Swish!
Mok Gyeong-un instantly closed the distance, appearing right in front of him.
âGasp!â
Startled, he swung his sword behind him, trying to propel his body backward, but Mok Gyeong-un struck the acupuncture points of the Embroidered Uniform Guard with droopy eyebrows at lightning speed.
-Tatatatatak!
The Embroidered Uniform Guard, whose acupuncture points had been struck, closed his eyes and immediately fell unconscious.
-Thud!
Witnessing this, the other Embroidered Uniform Guards, who had dismounted from their horses to help the Embroidered Uniform Guard with droopy eyebrows and were stealthily approaching, couldnât hide their bewilderment.
One of them hurriedly tried to shout towards the carriage.
âCommanââ¦â
-Pak!
Mok Gyeong-un then grabbed the neck of the Embroidered Uniform Guard with droopy eyebrows as if he would break it and wiggled his index finger from side to side at the Embroidered Uniform Guards.
It was clear to anyone that if they shouted, he would snap their comradeâs neck.
âH-Heâs taking a hostage?â
The Embroidered Uniform Guards, whose comrade had been taken hostage, stopped shouting and hesitated, unsure of what to do.
At that moment, Mok Gyeong-unâs figure dispersed like smoke.
-Swish!
âB-Body Displacement Technique?â
Body Displacement Technique.
It is a phenomenon where one moves so fast that their figure appears as an afterimage.
The startled Embroidered Uniform Guards tried to turn their backs to each other and assume a defensive stance.
However, before they could even turn around, one of them, the Embroidered Uniform Guard with a beard, was struck on the chin.
-Bam!
âUgh!â
His head jerked upward, and then his eyes rolled back as he collapsed to the ground.
-Thud!
âN-No way!â
With another comrade taken down in an instant, the remaining two Embroidered Uniform Guards, startled, pressed their backs tightly against each other and frantically darted their eyes in all directions with extreme tension.
However, not even Mok Gyeong-unâs shadow entered their sight.
Their complexions gradually darkened under the suffocating tension.
***
The name of the woman with thick eyebrows, freckles, and braided hair was Song-ah.
She was the daughter of Hong Bong Meatâs master and also the head maid in charge of the slaughterhouseâs inner workings.
Song-ah, whose mouth was gagged with a thick cloth, glared at the masked Embroidered Uniform Guard sitting with his arms crossed in front of her.
She had desperately chased after the Embroidered Uniform Guards to demand her fatherâs severed hands, but now she found herself bound and confined inside the carriage.
The masked Embroidered Uniform Guard spoke to her.
âHave you calmed down a bit?â
It was a heavy, baritone voice.
Judging by his voice, he seemed like someone who wouldnât speak much.
Song-ah stared intently at the masked Embroidered Uniform Guard for a moment, then finally nodded.
The masked Embroidered Uniform Guard then removed the cloth that had been gagging her mouth.
âPuhaa⦠haa⦠haaâ¦â
She let out rough breaths, as if she had been suffocating.
After catching her breath, she glared at the masked Embroidered Uniform Guard again and spoke.
âIs the great Embroidered Uniform Guard not only taking my fatherâs hands but now kidnapping me as well?â
ââ¦â
âWhere are you trying to take me?â
While most women would have been frightened after being arrested by the Embroidered Uniform Guard, she boldly confronted him.
The masked Embroidered Uniform Guard, who had been staring at her, opened his mouth.
âWatch your words. You were the one who followed the procession and caused a commotion.â
âA commotion? Is it a commotion to try and stop you from taking my fatherâs hands like some trophy after severing them, even though he accepted the request from your esteemed superior?â
âBe quiet and lower your voice.â
âI wonât lower it!â
âDo you want to be gagged again?â
âGo ahead and do it. Iâll continue causing that so-called commotion until you return my fatherâs hands! Kyaaaaaâ¦â
-Tatatap!
As Song-ah tried to scream, the masked Embroidered Uniform Guard pressed her mute acupuncture point.
He then sighed and shook his head.
She was not just bold but incredibly foolish.
âMmph!â
Even with her mute acupuncture point pressed, she struggled with all her might to make a sound.
The masked Embroidered Uniform Guard, watching her, spoke.
âYouâre persistent.â
âMmph!â
âBut donât overdo it.â
âMmph!â
âYou came to retrieve your fatherâs severed hands? Your filial piety seems admirable, but itâs excessive.â
ââ¦â
At his words, Song-ah, who had been putting in effort to make a sound, stopped and glared at the masked Embroidered Uniform Guard.
The masked Embroidered Uniform Guard then picked up a leather pouch from the floor and held it up to Song-ah.
He then pushed it towards her and said.
âIf you had made a reasonable commotion and left, it would have looked plausible, but why did you go to such lengths to retrieve this?â
ââ¦â
âStrictly speaking, these arenât even your masterâs hands, are they?â
At those words, Song-ahâs eyes trembled slightly.
Seeing her somewhat subdued attitude, the masked Embroidered Uniform Guard released the mute acupuncture point that had been blocked.
-Tatatatatak!
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âIâve enclosed this space with true qi, blocking the sound between the inside and outside of the carriage. Shouting wonât do any good, so confess the truth.â
At his words, Song-ah tightly shut her mouth.
The masked Embroidered Uniform Guard shook his head and spoke.
âI see. It would be troublesome for you to reveal the truth here. But youâve already been caught.â
ââ¦What have you caught?â
In response to her question, the masked Embroidered Uniform Guard set the leather pouch on the floor and replied.
âThese arenât the real masterâs hands, are they?â
âWhat are you talking about? You severed my fatherâs hands and now claim theyâre not the real masterâs handsâ¦â
âFor the hands of someone who creates human skin masks, the distribution of calluses seemed consistent.â
âWhat does that mean?â
âFrom what I know, the process of creating human skin masks is more difficult than one might think, and the craftsmanâs hands are unlikely to remain intact due to the glue and various chemicals used. However, the owner of these hands is no different from someone who has only done slaughter work their entire life.â
ââ¦â
At these words, Song-ahâs expression hardened even more.
The masked Embroidered Uniform Guard, further convinced by her reaction, continued.
âPerhaps the master whose hands were severed is a fake. I didnât think you would easily expose the real craftsman to others.â
Speechless at the masked Embroidered Uniform Guardâs piercing speculation, Song-ah, who had been keeping her mouth shut, finally swallowed her saliva and spoke.
âNo. That person is reallyâ¦â
âIf I were to turn the carriage around right now, go back to Hong Bong Meat, and raid the place, would you confess the truth?â
ââ¦â
-Grip!
At his threat, which wasnât really a threat, she bit her lip tightly.
She wanted to deceive him, but he was not someone she could deceive.
In the end, she confessed the truth.
ââ¦Youâre right. That person is not the real master.â
âFinally, weâre getting somewhere.â
At those words, Song-ah snorted and spoke with a sneer.
âThen, of course, you must have also figured out that Iâm not his real daughterâ¦â
âOf course, youâre not his daughter, but youâre not a fake either.â
âWhat?â
âYour hands.â
The masked Embroidered Uniform Guard pointed to her hands with a nod.
The skin on her palms was peeled, and calluses were so prevalent that it was difficult to find a properly intact area.
Because of this, the masked Embroidered Uniform Guard was convinced that she was the real craftsmanâs daughter.
âDamn it.â
Realizing that she could no longer deceive him, Song-ah could only grit her teeth and glare at him, unable to do anything else.
âSo what are you going to do with me? Will you use me as a hostage to find the real one?â
âIs that what you wish for?â
âThen Iâll bite my tongue and die right here.â
âWilling to give up your life for your fatherâ¦â
The masked Embroidered Uniform Guard pondered her words, then chuckled and spoke.
âIf I truly intended to use you as a hostage, do you think there would be a reason for us to have this conversation?â
ââ¦What do you mean by that?â
She asked, puzzled.
The masked Embroidered Uniform Guard lowered his voice cautiously, even though he had said he blocked the sound between the inside and outside of the carriage, and spoke.
âI had no choice but to sever the fake masterâs wrists due to orders, but I wouldnât have done so if he were the real one.â
âWhat?â
âIâm saying I had no intention of making an enemy of your father, the real craftsman.â
At the masked Embroidered Uniform Guardâs words, she frowned.
Was he testing her?
She couldnât adapt to his suddenly changed attitude.
âDo you think Iâll believe your words?â
âOf course, you wonât believe me. But I have my circumstances where I have no choice but to obey someoneâs orders. Of course, I wonât ask you to understand this.â
ââ¦Even if you have such circumstances, I canât trust you.â
âI know. But if it were a lie, having this conversation would be meaningless, as I said before.â
At these words, Song-ah became increasingly confused.
Was this manâs true intention what he was showing now?
To her, who couldnât escape her doubts, the masked Embroidered Uniform Guard said.
âI will release you soon
âWhat? Youâre releasing me?â
âThatâs right.â
âWhy?â
âDidnât I say I have no intention of making an enemy of you or your father, the craftsman?â
ââ¦â
âI wonât force you to trust me. Once I release you, take your real father and leave Gaebong within four days. It may not be immediate, but if someone has a keen eye, they will eventually notice these hands. However, I will buy you time for four days.â
âWhy⦠why are you trying to help us?â
Song-ah asked, not understanding his intention to show her goodwill.
The masked Embroidered Uniform Guard replied in a low voice.
âItâs not for nothing. I also need help.â
âHelp?â
âYes.â
âHelp, could it beâ¦â
âBring me a human skin mask.â
âA human skin mask?â
âThatâs right.â
âWhat kind ofâ¦â
âItâs simple. Just recreate the same human skin mask that was requested before.â
At his request, Song-ah asked, puzzled.
âWhy are you asking me to make the human skin mask again?â
âI have no obligation to tell you that. Itâs a mutually beneficial condition, so just make the same human skin mask. Can youâ¦â
-Flinch!
At that moment, the masked Embroidered Uniform Guard stopped mid-sentence.
âWhatâs wrong?â
ââ¦The carriage has stopped.â
He had blocked the sound between the inside and outside of the carriage with true qi, so he couldnât hear the outside.
But that didnât mean he couldnât feel the vibrations of the carriage.
He hadnât paid attention while conversing, but the carriage seemed to have been stopped for quite a while.
Thusâ¦
-Swish!
The masked Embroidered Uniform Guard released his true qi, opened the carriage door, and stepped outside.
Howeverâ¦
â!?â
All the officials and four Embroidered Uniform Guards outside were lying unconscious.
âWhen?â
Although he had blocked the sound, it hadnât been that long.
Yet this had happened in such a short time?
Sensing that something was amiss, the masked Embroidered Uniform Guard unhesitatingly tried to press the acupuncture points below his ears with his thumbs.
But then, a voice came from behind him.
âI was bored waiting. So, have you finished your secret conversation?â
âAn expertâ¦â
Even though he had sealed his qi points, the fact that someone had approached him from behind without any presence meant they were at least at the transcendent realm.
The masked Embroidered Uniform Guard, who had his thumbs on the acupuncture points, spoke without losing his composure.
âWho are you?â
In response to his question, a completely irrelevant answer flowed from behind.
âWhich one would be better?â
âWhat?â
âWould it be better to have the Embroidered Uniform Guardâs Thousand-men Commander kill all his subordinates and officials and run away? Or would it be better to skin your faces and make use of them?â
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