Chapter 83 – What was her name… (1)

I fixed the hole in the road with rocks and pebbles as quickly as possible. As I was about to leave, I heard a woman’s voice coming from the carriage.

“Excuse me, could you come here for a moment? I want to thank you for your help.”

Her husky voice with a low tone was quite attractive. Even without seeing her, I could tell she was an attractive middle-aged woman.

The man who had been dazed earlier hesitated for a moment before leading me to the side of the carriage. Then, the window opened, revealing a beautiful milf.

“Oh… quite impressive.”

Although there were signs of aging, she was still able to use her charm to her advantage.

“I’m really grateful, young man.”

“I’m glad I could help, ma’am.”

“My young man, are you going to participate in the Guryong Jaengpa?”

“…Yes, that’s right.”

I wondered why she was asking, but at this time, it was rare for young martial artists gathered at the Sollim Temple not to participate in the Guryong Jaengpa.

“I want to repay you, but all I have is this…”

She pulled out something like a pouch, and I clapped my hands.

“It’s not necessary. If my strength was of any help, I’m satisfied with that.”

“Is that so?”

Even her disappointed face was pretty. It was much more beneficial to receive her goodwill than to take her money.

“My name is Kang Yoon. If it’s not too much trouble, may I ask for your name?”

“…Yoo Kyung. I’m from Gamsuk.”

“I see. I’m staying at Sollim. If you need any help in the future, even if it’s just a cup of tea, I’d be happy to oblige.”

“If the opportunity arises, I’ll keep that in mind.”

Yoo Kyung accepted my offer with a light nod, perhaps thinking it was just a polite gesture.

It might just be a passing relationship where things don’t work out, but who knows, it might be something that works out well?

I threw out the bait like that. It might not bite, but it could be a good catch if I’m lucky, a bait like that.

As I watched Yoo Kyung’s back getting further away, Suha opened her mouth.

“That guy is weird.”

At Suha’s words, the head of the Soma clan, Yeongho Gyeong, chuckled lightly and agreed.

“I think so too.”

All of her subordinates were experts in the internal energy of the sect. There was no reason for them to use magic.

But in front of a man who seemed to have mastered martial arts, they refrained from revealing their internal energy to avoid getting into trouble.

Yeongho Gyeong tapped her finger on the window frame as if it was amusing and muttered.

“He’s learned the internal energy of the Do-mun, but he doesn’t care about his reputation, and he’s not greedy for money?”