Chapter 51 The plan has already been executed.

Zhu Yugang looked back and forth between the white sword on his desk and the iron traces in front of him.
“If you’ve come this far at the risk of being discovered, I assume that means you already have a plan for this sword in your head?”
“Sure.”
Ironclad’s short answer.
Then he muttered to himself.
“Quick thinking, pretty good guy.
Although Hyunseung is ubiquitous in the area, I felt that the figure in front of me was different.
Meanwhile, Zhu Yugang’s curiosity was piqued by Chuliuhyeon’s nonchalant expression.
The age on his face is twenty at best.
I wonder what that look is.
He understands everything in the world, and he is as tranquil and serene as one who has attained to the attainment of the Moon and transcendence.
It’s as if a deep, dark abyss is latent in that pair of eyes.
First time.
Who else would be so hard to read emotionally.
How long ago.
To meet someone so impressive.
I even wondered if there was a culprit, an unseen, unattributed, attributed, unattributed, and unattributed being that was neither.
As Zhu Yugang’s curiosity grew, he displayed the dignity and majesty befitting the office of a king.
“Interesting, but you’re out of order. Identify yourself first.”
Then an iron current ripped through the front of his robe.
Another garment hidden inside.
It symbolized the White House sword.
“That’s the White House checkpoint uniform, then……?”
“This is the new doorstop.”
“……!”
As soon as he arrived here about a month ago, Zhu Yugang had his subordinates brief him in detail on the various areas under his jurisdiction.
Of course, it also included news and rumors of the Baekbak Sword Gate, including the unfortunate death of the great and small martial artists, the Baekmun Sword Lord, Sa Gongyun.
I heard that the twenty-year-old Red Warrior disciple Chul Liuhyeon was apparently in a vegetative state…….
It’s not an easy situation to understand at first glance.
When he finally appeared in front of me, he was perfectly fine.
At first glance, it’s hard to tell if that’s the same guy who used to be a vegetable.
“So what I know about the Iron Currents is just a rumor?”
“Well, I’ve been laid up. Just recently recovered.”
“Are there any after-effects?”
“As you can see.”
“Yeah…… Well, that’s unexpected anyway.”
Ju Yugang said curiously, and Chul Ryu-Heon soon pulled up a chair next to him and sat down.
“I came to visit because I thought it would be nice if we could help each other with the harvest and the angel room.”
Zhu Yugang stares at him, mouth agape.
“…….”
“Are you upset that my words are a little short?”
“Not much.”
Juyugang was surprisingly generous.
He maintained the dignity and majesty of his office, but didn’t seem to care much for the conventional norms of propriety.
Any other officer would have given the order to stop.
“That’s generous. That’ll make this easier.”
It’s an ironclad nod of approval.
Zhu Yugang’s voice was low.
“Well, since you don’t seem to be an enemy of the state, I won’t bother with the secular example. I know that the White House is non-partisan, but what did you come to me for?”
“I’ve heard the rumors.”
“What is it?”
“Rumor has it that Wuyang’s new sage is very compliant.”
Zhu Yugang felt a sense of pride.
I didn’t think I’d be able to take that at face value.
It was a rewarding moment for me to look up to the sky as an official who eats the rust of the country.
“So…… you expected me to at least not be a prowler duck pecking away at the lives of white people?”
“It seems so in person.”
The words spoken by Chul Ryuhyeon struck a strange chord with Zhu Yugang.
‘The more I look, the more I see.
Zhu Yugang smirked inwardly and placed the control iron sword under his desk.
A willingness to suspend disbelief and listen.
That’s a vote of confidence.
“When did you learn martial arts?”
The question thrown by the iron stain was answered by Juyugang.
“Why, I thought you were just a janitor, slapping papers, and then you picked up a sword and surprised me?”
“You’re from Wuhan. I’m a qigong practitioner.”
Ilsun Zhu Yugang’s pupils dilated.
“You felt this? You felt this secret, hidden energy……?
It’s fairly safe to assume that the clunky, unlettered hand is a sword-wielding samurai.
But tolerance was a different matter.
The aura of the techniques Kishil himself had mastered was so intimate that it could not be duplicated by anyone else.
He was confident that it would be impossible to recognize it by feel alone, unless you were a top player in the entire Honam region.
However, the iron traces were too easy to spot, which puzzled me.
‘A master of that caliber? It’s beyond me. You didn’t even show any sign of using your inner ball to inspire me earlier.”
According to the existing information, Chu Liuhui could be considered a late exponent of the literati, but he was never a natural talent like the heir to the prestigious Great Clan.
It’s clear that he’s a man of extraordinary skill to have gotten this far inside in the first place, but…… something was far beyond my expectations, and I was left wondering.
Ironclaw opened his mouth again, whether he wanted to or not.
“You’ve got a lot of power in you. I’m not going to give you a plaque for that.”
After repeatedly admiring him, Zhu Yugang replied nonchalantly.
“You’ve got a good eye.”
“Well, that’s not a bad thing.”
“There’s a reason I have a kung fu master. So don’t expect an answer.”
“I’m not interested anyway.”
Chul Ryuhyeon’s face was as indifferent as his tone.
Crossing his arms, Ju Yugang asked the biggest question.
“How did you get the white ivory sword?”
“Taken away.”
“What…….”
“After I kill him.”
“……!”
Zhu Yugang’s eyes rolled back in his head.
Gnome.
Master of the White Sword.
Knowing who he was referring to, it came as a shock to him.
“If it’s him, it can’t be…….”
“That’s right, snakehead.”
“You mean to tell me that you confiscated the Hundred and Fourth Sword after cutting it yourself?”
When Zhu Yugang gave him a surprised look, Chu Liuhui nodded slightly.
“The angels ambushed the first door they saw. That’s when I touched it.”
“When?”
“About ten days ago.”
“That’s a very interesting case. By the way, there doesn’t seem to be any after-effects of the injury?”
“Of course.”
“Sure?”
“Because the fight was over quickly.”
“Heh…… Wait, so does this have anything to do with the recent cleanup of Angel’s place of business?”
“It’s because of the restitution owed to this door.”
“such…….”
Immediately afterward, Zhu Yugang’s gaze and Chului Ruixin’s crossed in silence.
“Hoot.”
One corner of his mouth tugged upward, and Zhu Yugang adjusted his sitting posture, muttering something.
“That’s great. You…… were a much bigger figure than I thought you were, I’ll admit it.”
It was an honest compliment.
I had no idea that such a brilliant mind was hiding behind the fallen White House gates.
I’m guessing that the Angelic Chamber’s power was no slouch, but you managed to not only defend against that ambush, but also kill the boss…….
He’s more than just a late-comer.
I don’t know what kind of harmonization had made him stronger since he recovered from his vegetative state, but one thing was clear: his skills were on par with the geniuses and masters of his time.
In fact, how many martial artists in the entire Hunan region can kill Gulmahun, a mid-level master?
A statement from a character pops into my head.
PrefaceWall.
A twenty-four year old young swordsman who has risen to prominence in recent years, earning the title of Heavenly Wind Swordsman.
According to the story, his status was close to that of his eldest brother, who was the next in line to become the head of the family.
As such, the reputation and star names of those who operate in the province of Shanxi have reached as far as Hunan Province, so the talent of Ilshin must have been sufficiently proven.
‘Recently, I heard that Seo Moon-wol is also a master of swordsmanship, even a military expert…….’
I wondered if Chul Ryu-hyeon’s level of mastery was also high enough to put him on par with a handful of budding masters, including Seo Moon-wol.
If he could face Gulmahun and not come out unscathed, it meant he was at least on par with his master, Shagongyun.
As it turns out, the future of White House checkpoints wasn’t all doom and gloom.
Perhaps with the presence of the new Munju, Chul Ryu-Heon, the city will regain some of its former glory.
It seemed likely that if he continued to grow at this rate, he could change the face of the martial arts scene here in Hunan.
“Well, it’s too early to tell.
In any case, he decided it was worth keeping a close eye on the future of the Iron Curtain.
It wouldn’t hurt to use today’s meeting as an opportunity to interact with the White House.
That’s when Chulleuhyeon stretched up and said.
“Let’s cut to the chase, shall we?”
Zhu Yugang quickly said what was on his mind.
“There is currently no rumor of Gulmahun’s death here. Is there an ulterior motive?”
“You’re quick on the uptake.”
“Enough with the compliments, answer the question. What do you know?”
“I’m reorganizing the power in the room, so we can hit the main door again.”
Chulryuhyeon’s words were a wake-up call for Juyugang.
“That’s right, you confiscated the white sword in advance in anticipation of what the angelic fang would do!”
“Right.”
“What’s the exact plan?”
“The plan has already been executed.”
Zhu Yugang’s eyes widened as Chu Liuhui replied nonchalantly.
“What?”
“I stopped by one of the command centers in the building before I got here and wreaked havoc.”
“……!”
“All you have to do is get in sync with me and strike the snake’s den with the white sword. I’ve laid the groundwork.”
“No, what’s that……?”
Ju Yugang doesn’t know what the hell is going on.
Seeing that face, Chulleuhim smirked inwardly.
Hoot, what do you know?
On the subject of bloodsuckers who aren’t even half a century old yet.
Now, open your ears, because this old man, higher than your ancestors, is about to explain.
* * *
One of the many command centers in Wuyang’s building was currently screaming for someone.
The reason for this was that at some point before each of these events, an unidentified invader had appeared, vandalized various facilities and equipment, and stunned a small number of guards with his sword skills.
A bushy-bearded man in his forties, carrying a torch, bustled about and shouted.
“Have you found him!”
He was the platoon leader in charge of the command post here.
One of the people looking around quickly answered in a high-pitched voice.
“No, sir!”
“Same here!”
“I can’t even see it here!”
“I think we’re already out of here!”
When the assistant manager heard the report, his face fell.
“Go! What a disgrace!”
The furrow in his brow speaks volumes about his Chapter.
Just then, one of the guards approached and stood up gingerly.
“Mr. Director, I think we should start looking outside. Broaden your search.”
The head of the small unit, Zhu Bianyin, barked orders.
“You, you, and you, get into a group and search for the monk at once! If this becomes known, not only will we all be reprimanded by the monk, but a report will be sent up to the top! So be sure to find it!”
“Old!”
Just as they’re about to make their move, they’re in a group of three.
Ping-!
An arrow flew from beyond the fence and slammed into the pillar of a nearby building.
The assistant foreman frowned, then shook his head.
“Huh?
Dangling from the end of the arrow was a folded piece of paper.
I quickly peeled it off and unfolded it, and a line of text stuck out like a sore thumb.
.
“…….”
The assistant chief looked dumbfounded, and then let out a furious roar.
“Yuck, you crazy……, I’m going to squeeze his balls off!”
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 52 (52 of 552)