I Am This Murim's Crazy Bitch

Chapter 175: Are You Acquainted With This Beggar? (11)



Chapter 175: Are You Acquainted With This Beggar? (11)

The Peng Clan of Hebei arrived in Zhangwan City around lunchtime and unpacked at the Zhangwan Daoist Temple.

Although the Zhangwan Daoist Temple was only ranked fifth in Zhangwan City, it was in accordance with Clan Leader Peng Xian’s principle that Daoists should naturally stay at Daoist temples.

Thanks to this, only the angry Zhangwan Daoist Temple leader was busy excitedly welcoming the important guests.

This allowed the beloved disciple Zhang to show his face at the Dragon-Phoenix Assembly gathering of the Murim Conference.

Of course, after the introduction, building personal relationships was entirely up to Zhang disciple, but...

After roughly unpacking, or more precisely, after finishing giving instructions with just her fingers, Peng Choryo teased her younger brother, giggling like the hooligans in the marketplace.

“Loosen up your expression. You’ll get wrinkles between your eyebrows. What if my brother’s beauty is ruined? It’s not just your problem, it’s a loss for the entire Murim world.”

“Next time, I’ll tell Father to find three marriage candidates and put them in the same carriage with you, sister. He’ll surely welcome it, saying a man must compete, so your words are indeed right.”

“But shouldn’t there be two to be fair? We should include a woman too-“

“You mean a woman who emanates killing intent towards you whenever she makes eye contact with a man?”

“Hmm. I’m sorry. It must have been very difficult.”

Peng Choryo apologized readily, shuddering.

After that, the usual things guests should do followed.

Exchanging pleasantries, having lunch together.

After eating, drinking tea and exchanging more pleasantries.

Meanwhile, Peng Clan Leader Peng Xian’s title was “Daoist Gentleman,” because he was very generous in imparting teachings to other orthodox Daoist sects.

When Peng Xian said he wanted to see the Zhangwan Daoist Temple’s skills, they were so honored they were on the verge of shedding tears of gratitude as if they had seen the Emperor.

In fact, Peng Xian wanted to be called the Dao King, like the Sword King Namgung Daero, the clan leader of the Namgung Clan whom he considered a rival.

But he gave up because he couldn’t dare use “king” in his title so close to Beijing.

Normally, Peng Daesan would have also gone to the training ground with his father to train together.

But due to the great fatigue from traveling, especially the overwhelming mental fatigue, he just went to his room and quietly fell into meditation while circulating his qi.

After some time had passed, a servant came looking for Peng Daesan, saying there was a guest looking for him outside, asking what to do.

“I’m tired now, so please decline.”

“Well...”

The servant hesitated and said.

“It’s someone I can’t dare to stop, so they’re already here.”

Just then, as if on cue, a man with dark skin appeared.

“Haha, right. Don’t blame him too much, he couldn’t help it. So, why are you cooped up in this room on such a nice spring day?”

“Jo hyung.”

It was Jo Hakche, the heir of the Black Dragon Jo Clan.

“Come on, don’t be so stuffy, let’s go out.”

“Just this morning you were grinding your teeth so much. Do you still have teeth left?”

“Haha! I’m sorry, sorry. But don’t dwell too much on past events. Is it the first time I’ve acted like that?”

“Jo hyung, please be more mindful. You completely lose your senses whenever you see a woman.”

“What can I do when there’s no sense left to be mindful of? Isn’t it the sad fate of a man for all his senses to be focused solely on flowers?”

Peng Daesan let out a deep sigh.

This was exactly who Jo Hakche was.

All the men in the Dragon-Phoenix Assembly evaluated Jo Hakche as a true man they’d want to emulate when there were no women in the group.

Or they called him “that woman-crazy bastard.”

Somehow hearing this gossip, Jo Hakche laughed heartily and brushed it off, saying, “Yes, I’m Jo Hakche, a crazy bastard who’d give his life for women,” showing his broad-mindedness. ṟàΝОʙËṡ

But he was the very person who had been grinding his teeth and emanating killing intent towards Peng Daesan for ten days straight.

“Come on, let’s go.”

“Going to a brothel right after unpacking, what on earth will people think?”

“What will they think? They’ll just say the bee is going to the flowers. But this time, it’s not that.”

“You mean you’re not saying we should go to a brothel?”

Peng Daesan asked back with a surprised expression.

It was because this man was not the type to avoid brothels, rather than a drunkard quitting alcohol.

“Right. Actually, I heard something interesting.”

“It’s never actually been interesting, not even once.”

“No, listen. You’ll find this interesting too, Brother Peng. There’s a unique female beggar in this city...”

“It’s already not interesting. Please go back.”

Peng Daesan cut him off flatly.

“No, no, just listen?”

It was truly madness incarnate.

If this wasn’t called madness, what else could be called madness?

And so, two men and hundreds of women swarmed across the main street.

And finally, they arrived at the female beggar’s dwelling.

If you can call a spread straw mat a dwelling.

As the two reached the sunny corner, hundreds of women surrounded them in a semicircle.

If they spread a net of heaven and earth like this, no one would be able to escape.

However, there were only two straw mats at the spot, and the place was empty.

“It seems she’s not here.”

“Hmm. Should we wait? Or is she receiving a customer? Ah, oh.”

From a narrow alley slightly to the side of the beggar’s spot, a man came out rubbing his head with bloodshot eyes.

The poor man was startled by the wall of women spread out as soon as he came out and didn’t know what to do.

Jo Hakche grabbed the man.

“Hey, friend. It seems that female beggar has set up her brothel over there?”

“Ah, yes, yes! That’s right!”

“Really? No way. Have you been crying?”

Jo Hakche couldn’t hide his admiration seeing the tear marks left on the man’s face.

“How moved must you have been for a grown man to shed tears! So, how much did you pay?”

“Well, one gold sycee, seven silver sycees, and thirty-two copper coins...”

“My goodness! Judging by the odd units, it seems you gave all the money you had! Am I right?”

“Yes, yes, that’s right...”

“Good. Did it really feel like you went to paradise?”

The man felt like he wanted to die.

His head was beaten, he gave all the money he had, and now he had become a man who slept with a beggar in front of all the women in the city.

And then he couldn’t let only himself suffer.

“Yes. I briefly saw my late grandfather, didn’t I? I definitely went to paradise. Well then, I’ll be going now.”

And then, unable to break through the wall of women, he slipped out sticking close to the wall.

“See that? It’s certain.”

“Enough, why don’t you go in and do your business?”

“Come on, man. After finishing business, a woman has things to take care of too. Is it manly to just barge in?”

“You’re already doing things a man shouldn’t do.”

“Oh, there she comes out. Indeed, she’s voluptuous, her figure is completely different. What do you think?”

“...”

“Hey, Brother Peng? Jade Qilin?”

“...”

Getting no answer, Jo Hakche turned around and smiled mischievously.

“This friend is completely dumbstruck. Why, are you moved now that you’ve seen her with your own eyes?”

At that moment, Peng Daesan strode forward.

Then he firmly grabbed the female beggar’s wrist and forcefully led her beyond the narrow alley.

“Wh-where are you going? Brother Peng! You have to follow the order!”

Jo Hakche, who was suddenly cut in line, smiled awkwardly.

And then.

“No way!”

“Jade Qilin! No! Come back!”

“Kyaaah! How can this be reality...”

“Hey, snap out of it! Open your eyes!”

All sorts of screams, wails as heartbreaking as if tearing one’s liver, and lamentations burst out at once.

Some fainted and lost consciousness to the point of passing out, while some who were enraged immediately tried to rush into the alley, but.

“Oh my. Young ladies. You mustn’t dare interfere with a man’s cloud and rain pleasure. My heart burns like fire to dare point a sword at you flower-like beauties, but I can’t let you ruin my most beloved brother’s first experience.”

With Jo Hakche blocking the narrow alley and unleashing his sword qi, what could they do?

However, at the words “cloud and rain pleasure” and “first experience,” more women fainted again, and only terrible screams echoed as if tearing the sky in broad daylight.


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