Even items with a complicated history could be converted to coins that circulated cleanly, as long as one took care of the handling fee.
His workmanship was known to be so excellent that it could be said there was nothing he could not handle, at least within the markets scope.
And his ability lay in his personal connections.
He had connections with over 100 large merchants whose names were known to the world, including government officials and others, as well as the Murim Alliance and other sects.
Building ties, commonly referred to as Guanci, or ones social networks.
Not just with people who were acquaintances, but also with people who only got to know each other after doing certain things.
He never missed important days like birthdays or ceremonies and regularly distributed bribes disguised as gifts.
Through such clean management, he managed to obtain secret distribution channels, and through that, it was possible to exchange the secret weapons and treasures of well-known martial arts for expensive gold coins.
But was it not said that even monkeys occasionally fell from trees?
His future, which seemed like it would rise forever, was shattered before the precious Heavenly Iron White Sword.
I cant believe Im being accused of being a murderer
Chwi Gon gritted his teeth.
One day, when he opened his eyes, this treasured sword lay on his bedside.
Why was such an amazing sword a problem?
The reason was that the treasured sword was the sword that killed the son of the Murim Alliance leader.
And he did not even have time to react.
Someone had set up the sword at his home, and one of the officials noticed it and immediately reported it to the government office.
As a result, he had to run before he even fully understood the situation.
He thought about it as he moved, but no matter how he looked at it, it was clear that someone had planted this.
On purpose.
So, it was obvious that if he did not find out who had done this, he would eventually die.
He ran for around 15 days and then realized that there was no other way.
The Murim Alliance had officially put him on the wanted list.
Rather than expressing his anger, he decided that running would be better.
To live somehow and be able to resolve the injustice.
Grrr.
Huu.
Chwi Gon sat at the table and sighed as he watched his teacup being filled with water.
The life of being a fugitive on the run. For someone who had lived a wealthy life with nothing lacking, this life felt very difficult.
A life on the run, which had suddenly begun.
Since he had not prepared for the escape in advance, he was not able to take much with him.
All he had was the gold jewelry on him and a few other items, but selling those would get him tracked.
Since he could not stay in guesthouses, he stayed in the mountains, and he did so for a month.
He was extremely exhausted, both mentally and physically. So he could not hold on any longer and found a nearby guesthouse.
Hmm.
Fortunately, no one seemed to recognize him.
In the first place, it was a very small place with nothing around, and his face was completely changed by using a human skin mask.
After feeling a bit relaxed, he ordered the greasiest food without trying to attract anyones attention.
He planned to try his luck with as many people as he could and then decide on his next destination.
But who was it?
He shook his head when the food arrived.
Who had framed him? No matter how much he tried to think about the past few days, he could not think of anything.
What was certain was that if money were their goal, they would not have done something like this.
Chwi Gons wealth was small compared to his fame because so many contacts were around, and there was not much money in his treasury.
If he had needed money, the person would have targeted a wealthier house than his.
What did you plan to gain by framing me as a murderer?
There must have been a different purpose
No matter how hard he tried, he could not figure out who it was.
It was not that there was not anyone to guess, but there were too many who would do it.
More than 20 years of selling things.
In that duration, he had created many competitors and sometimes handed over someones precious things despite knowing it was wrong.
I dont know if there was something they wanted, but if the goal was just revenge then I cannot know. The more I suffer, the more they feel good. If not
He shook the thought off his head.
Clack
Suddenly, someone sat across from him without permission.
Flinch!
Chwi Gon, who was shocked, raised his head.
He wondered if he might be related to the Murim Alliance.
At that moment, the door opened, and Chwi Gon did not even have time to eat his food.
Damn it!
As soon as he glanced over, he saw the elders walking towards him. Their eyes were filled with rage.
Plus, the moment he saw the person, it felt like his breath was taken away. At the fierce tiger on the shoulder.
Murim Alliance leaders Eight Tiger and Dragon.
Eight absolute warriors representing the Murim Alliance, directly under their alliance leader.
These were the murim arrest troops. They held a level of authority that was one level higher than the investigative troops of the Murim Alliance. Most things could be handled independently without instructions from superiors.
Naturally, the force required for that position was the best warriors, and it had both legal authority and power.
Ruined. How can this
Chwi Gon was in despair.
The people who were chasing him were not just anyone, but the best of the warriors had been ordered.
The people who even the most famous murim families avoided fighting directly.
What are you doing? Did you not prepare?
Seol-Hwi, the masked man, urged Chwi Gon, who was trying to hide. He then looked at the strangers at the door and nodded.
Kiik
He immediately drew his sword and pointed it at Chwi Gons neck.
Now, wait a minute! Why are you acting like this?
Go ahead, say it.
W-wha-what should I say?
The real culprit is here. Theyre trying to kill me.
?
Chwi Gon was unable to handle the situation, his face blank. Seol-Hwi spoke to him again.
Dont mistake me for the real one. Youre my savior, right? Isnt that correct?
Only then did Chwi Gon grasp what was happening. The word savior was not a lie.
Hey! T-this man is the real culprit!
He screamed loudly.
?
N-not me! This man! This man killed the lords son and put the blame on me!
Grumble
At the shout, the eyes of the warriors turned to Seol-Hwi and Chwi Gon.
Then Seol-Hwi shouted,
Damn! Ive been caught!
He spoke loud enough for them to hear and lowered his sword.
That is the man.
Catch him.
At one point, along with the cries, they moved towards Seol-Hwi. Chwi Gon looked puzzled at this.
Why arent you running?
He asked,
What?
That
Of course, when they attacked, he thought the masked man would run. But the man ran in a different direction, and for the first time in his life, Chwi Gon saw something strange.
Blink!
The moment the masked man collided with the warriors, something flashed, and nothing tangible was visible, just sharp sword lines could be seen.
Left, right, straight, and a very long diagonal slash.
Shhh
When the sword moved like that, the best warriors seemed to be a joke. No, the warriors representing the Murim Alliance fell down like fallen leaves.
What was more surprising was that, by defeating so many people, not a single drop of blood was shed by Seol-Hwi.
Like someone who did not bleed.
What are you doing?
?
Seol-Hwi gestured arrogantly at the man.
He looked around and then made eye contact with the owner, who was collapsing.
Follow me!
Wheik!
With a single word, he gave them a silver coin and then left. Chwi Gon also moved quickly.
Please spare
He exited the guesthouse without a word.
The movement and performance of the highest level, which no one could believe, unfolded right in front of his eyes.