Martial Arts Ain’t That Big of a Deal

"One, mouth! Two, be careful! One!"
"Mouth...!"
"Two!"
"Be careful...!"
"Oh? Your voice isn’t loud enough. Two!"
"B-Be careful...!!"

In the back alleys on the outskirts of Anhui Province, a bizarre scene was unfolding.

A robust man was doing push-ups while being trampled by a woman.

There was nothing more to say. This was the very same man who had claimed he would take Namgung Sua as his concubine.

"Did you understand? Huh? Just because your eyes sparkled a little doesn’t mean anything."

Standing on top of the man, acting as a human weight, Geum Chun-bong clicked her tongue.

"I’m sorry…!"
"Too quiet."
"I’M SORRYYY…!!"
"Good."

Clicking her tongue once more, Chun-bong stepped off the man.

He must have thought he was someone important, but a concubine? That was just plain stupid.

If he had actually tried anything, she would have made him deeply regret it.

But since he had just flapped his mouth and stood there dumbly, she let him off with this much.

‘Or maybe I should just castrate him, just in case?’

Chun-bong stroked her chin as she looked down at the man.

Under her gaze, his body shook violently.

Some unknown chill crawled up his spine, triggering his instincts.

"I-I’m sorry…!"

Still contemplating, Chun-bong clicked her tongue.

"Eh, forget it. Just follow me."
"Yes, ma’am!"

The man jumped to his feet and carefully followed behind Chun-bong.

Chun-bong and Namgung Sua led the man through the twisting alleyways.

Occasionally, lowly Black Path thugs tried to ambush them, but unfortunately for them, they were up against a Supreme Grandmaster-level martial artist.

Those who dared to attack ended up neatly folded and shoved into alley corners.

Watching this, the man shuddered uncontrollably.

"Uh… where exactly are you guys from?"
"What? I didn’t tell you?"
"No, ma’am…."
"Namgung Clan."
"Y-Y-Yes?!?"

The man, Chun-sam, jumped on the spot.

His name had an oddly familiar and endearing ring to it.

After using Chun-sam as a guide to sweep through the alleys, Chun-bong stretched her arms.

"Ugh… That should be enough for today."

Clicking her tongue, she gathered the people who had been chosen by Taekcheon Jijae Arts.

Even though they had just wandered around casually, they had already picked up a little over ten people.

Among them, three were children.

She had considered taking only the children, since martial arts were best learned young, but she trusted Taekcheon Jijae Arts.