Who is the owner of the Da Seo Gak Wuhnan branch?
Is it me, who holds the operating rights? Or is it Miss Zhuge, who received it as a gift?
The answer is neither.
Currently, the owner of the Da Seo Gak branch is Man Geum Battlefield.
We haven’t even signed the acquisition contract yet.
Under Man Geum-jeon’s orders, the Man Geum Battlefield was tasked with prettily wrapping up this gift called Da Seo Gak and handing it over to the granddaughter.
But we lost the contents of that gift. Right in Wuhnan, where the Man Geum Battlefield’s power is at its strongest.
There was plenty of room for the Man Geum Battlefield to intervene.
If only a small problem could be solved.
If what Master Kang said is true, we plan to punish the Lush Green Post Office in our own way. However, this issue fundamentally stems from the Seocheon Post Office’s postal accident and the conflict between the two post offices. We don’t have an obligation to spill blood ourselves.
That sounds like you’re saying you lack a little justification to use force.
It’s not a simple matter to tidy up, but I’ll concede a portion of it.
Then let me create a justification for you.
Huh?
“Everyone, draw your swords!!!”
I took Miss Zhuge right into the middle of the Lush Green Post Office, providing that missing justification.
———————
“Is it really okay to just stay like this?”
The Lush Green Post Office was in the thick of combat.
I avoided the blind blade and headed in the direction Miss Zhuge was leading us. It’s a remote, damp, shady place that seems like it would be loved by slugs.
It’s probably instinct to find a place where a veteran soldier can hide and enjoy himself when visiting for the first time.
“Yeeeeess. I won’t get caught!”
Miss Zhuge drew a few lines in the dirt with some stones and nodded.
“A formation that eliminates human presence. That’s fascinating.”
Formation.
The formations often mentioned in martial arts fall into two categories.
The first is the formation deployed by a majority to counter a strong minority.
The most famous formation is the Shaolin’s Eighteen Arhats Formation, where over a hundred people take numbers and attack.
The Eighteen Arhats Formation has never been broken in history, yet it has the cliché that as soon as the formation is deployed, it’s instantly broken, making it a friend to the full of holes Heavenly Net.
The second type is a formation that creates special effects using natural or artificial objects, which can be referred to as a mechanical formation when combined with machines.
The most famous family known for formations is the Zhuge family, which has been branded as the ancestral home of formations since Zhuge Liang used the Eight Array Diagram.
“It’s a formation that only one person outside the family has not detected, so it should be fine.”
Miss Zhuge looked at me with a curious gaze.
“I feel a bit anxious since it’s my first experience with a formation.”
If a young lady from a noble family gets detected by her own people and caught by an outsider, the effect might as well be non-existent.
“Ahh… My father recognizes this formation, so there’s no need to worry.”
If the head of the Zhuge family guarantees it, then I guess it’s valid.
“Miss Zhuge, speaking of which, you mentioned you had a request. May I ask what it is?”
You asked me to accompany you, saying you had something to ask.
“Ah, um, th-th-th-th-that… I’ll tell you later.”
Is it an embarrassing request to make right away? It definitely doesn’t seem like the right moment to share it amidst the battle.
Better to wait until the situation settles down than risk getting hit by a blind blade.
I calmly observed the situation despite the ongoing battle, noticing that the Man Geum Battlefield seemed to have the upper hand, but the Lush Green Post Office wasn’t backing down easily either since their lives were on the line.
“It seems the post office guys have kidnapped the young lady! Quickly, find the young lady!!!”
A warrior from the Man Geum Battlefield approached us. Did they notice us?
“Young lady! Where are you?!”
As expected, it’s the Zhuge family’s formation!
Contrary to expectations, the warrior didn’t spot us at all.
“I think you should go out now.”
“……”
“Miss Zhuge?”
Turning my gaze, I saw Miss Zhuge looking up at me with flushed cheeks.
“Huh?! Yes, yes?”
“They’re searching for you in the Man Geum Battlefield. I think you should go out now.”
“Can’t I wait just a little longer?”
Miss Zhuge grabbed my sleeve with a somewhat reluctant tone.
“Haha. If you don’t go out, we could end up seeing way too much blood, so it would still be best to go out.”
If rumors spread that Miss Zhuge was captured, it wouldn’t be the Lush Green Post Office anymore, but the Blood Red Post Office.
“Yes, yes.”
“Miss Zhuge!”
As Miss Zhuge stepped outside the line she had drawn, the postmen immediately spotted her.
“The young lady is here!”
“Miss Zhuge! Come this way! We’ll protect you!”
“If she gets even a scratch! None of you will be safe! Take care of the young lady!”
“Um, th-that… Master Kang…!”
Miss Zhuge cast a troubled glance toward where I was.
Should I just make an exit now?
As I slowly attempted to step outside the line,
“Young lady, we need to secure your safety first before hearing anything!”
“Master Kang will be something we’ll search separately for!”
“Let’s go!”
“Nooo! That’s not it!”
The people from the Man Geum Battlefield swiftly disappeared with Miss Zhuge, ignoring her resistance.
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“I mean, why did they leave so quickly? Ha… seriously.”
I muttered bitterly again in the now empty corner of the Lush Green Post Office.
They must have been in quite a hurry. A bodyguard doesn’t secure an escape route for a VVIP under a terror threat like this one.
“The entrance is blocked. Do I have to climb over the wall?”
With Miss Zhuge gone, the formation wouldn’t last much longer.
I looked up at the high walls, possibly due to security at the post office being tighter than Jeon Gil-san’s place.
“Ugh!”
No good. I tried to jump up but got stuck against the wall and landed back on the ground.
Is it too high to leap over in one go?
“I need a jumping pad.”
I climbed over people back at Jeon Gil-san’s place too. If I could get a good run and find something to push off of, I could probably jump up.
“Neyyyhooouum!”
As I was looking for something to use as a jumping pad, I heard an angry voice from behind.
“What’s going on?”
I’m in trouble.
The three postmen wielding swords appeared from behind.
“That’s the barbarian bastard we saw from afar earlier!”
“Isn’t this the guy who caused trouble? If we catch him and threaten him, even the Man Geum Battlefield will back off!”
Isn’t it a bit too soon to come for the newbie after the beginner’s protection period expired?
This is why the old folks, whether modern or martial arts, are no good. This is why newbies can’t grow.
“Haha, dear postmen. It seems there’s a great misunderstanding…”
Three guys with swords, huh?
I tried to calm them down with a friendly smile and extended my hand.
“Shut up! We saw how your hand movements made the Man Geum Battlefield’s postmen move from a distance earlier!”
“Haha, I was just playing the role of a spokesperson, if I were such a big deal, I wouldn’t even be here.”
Understand the misunderstanding. Understand it.
“We’ll determine if you’re a spokesperson or not ourselves.”
“Cough… If we catch this guy, we can turn the tide!”
No, it’s not turning the tide. You’re going to fall into a trap instead.
“You go left!”
The three postmen seemed ready, closing in on me from three directions.
So is this a chance to experience another formation since I tried one once before? The beginner period is over; they’ve laid out a banquet of martial arts experiences.
“Sigh.”
I guess I have no choice but to stand and fight. If I run, I might get attacked from behind.
It’s either fend them off or nothing.
Calming my mind, I placed one hand on my chest and extended the other towards the enemy.
The postmen slowly advanced.
As I refined my inner energy, the postmen seemed to coordinate perfectly, leaping at me all at once.
Head, legs, chest. Their attacks struck me at the same time.
If a flying swallow had been present, they would have been hit.
“What?!”
What I used wasn’t an attack or a defense, but a dodging technique!
Utilizing the Shadowless Body Technique, I explosively retreated in an instant.
The three startled gazes were locked on me.
Opening!
From my chest, I pulled out a dart and scattered it immediately.
“Ugh!”
One guy was hit right in the vital spot in one shot.
“You filthy barbarian! How dare you use such tricks! …Ugh?!”
One guy swatted at it with his sword but couldn’t stop the darts that followed.
“Uugh!”
“Uuuuuuu!”
“What on earth is this?”
The postmen stared in shock at the scene of their comrades rolling on the ground.
“It’s paralysis poison.”
A special paralysis poison from the Tang Family.
If they were top-tier, they might struggle to break free using their inner energy, but judging by how quickly they were paralyzed, I’d say it’s only second-rate.
“You filthy barbarian, using such despicable tricks….”
“That’s a line that people in Sichuan Province would appreciate if they heard it.”
I looked down at the postman, who could barely keep his composure.
“Coward! How could someone in the martial world resort to such underhanded tactics?”
One postman, still standing strong, replied angrily.
Isn’t it still a post office? Wouldn’t martial artists in a post office not use darts?
“The postmaster uses darts! Beware!!!”
A loud shout echoed from a distance.
“……”
“Your superiors don’t seem to hold the same view, though.”
“Ah, anyway, it’s cowardly!”
“Is it not cowardly to attack as three?”
“…Cough!”
The postman glanced between his downed fellows and me, his expression shifting to wary retreat.
‘Better run and bring back reinforcements would be a pain.’
Darts aren’t all-purpose items; they’re cash items.
Even in an FPS game, with an endless reload, I’m out of weapons if I run out of these.
What to do? I need to take him down here.
Then suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed through my mind.
“Alright, I’ll be generous and use just this brush instead of my precious darts.”
I pulled out a brush from my sleeve and held it toward the postman.
Fear?
In situations like these, one must attack a man’s pride.
“A brush? Are you trying to insult me?”
Great reaction! The postman finally stopped retreating.
“Insult? A coward like you doesn’t even need more than a single brush to deal with.”
“Is this brush perhaps a judge’s brush for blood stabbing?”
The judge’s brush is a tool used for blood stabbing techniques.
In martial arts, posing with a judge’s brush usually makes you look like a pompous brat from the Zhuge family, which is indeed a cliché.
“Well, it could be an axe or a spear. Perhaps it’s a bow.”
Even if you’re tense, does it look metal to you?
I smirked, pretending to be an impolite young master as I offered the brush once more.
“Cough! Well, look at this! Now I’m stooping down to the barbarians to be insulted! Fine! I’ll respond with everything I’ve got!”
No, don’t give it your all!
In the martial world, there’s a saying to hide 30% of your skill. You should at least hide about 70%.
The postman tightened his grip on the sword again and looked over at me.
Did he think my brush is a genuine threat?
He charged at me, aiming for my abdomen with zeal.
Why’s he so fast? I might actually get stabbed!
“Hahhh!!! Huh?!”
That’s what I meant.
The charging postman toppled head over heels from a dart directly launched from the brush.
“Dart… was not used…”
“Only the brush was mentioned.”
The brush is a special dart from the Tang Family.
“You deceitful scoundrel!”
Yep. Can’t hear you.
The postman clutched his chest and knelt down.
The powerful paralysis poison would flow through his veins, and soon, he’d lose consciousness.
What a good scene.
I saved up a line for just this moment.
With a serious expression as if I were a master of martial arts, I walked behind the collapsing postman and said:
“So slow. Even your collapse is taking too much time.”
Remember this: when skills fall short, a cash item is what you need.
