The inn engulfed in flames has vanished.
Perhaps it is true that one must experience hunger to make the right judgments.
Vice Lord Song Gyeong bid farewell to the Life and Death Lord and returned to his original position, sitting cross-legged.
I watched the Life and Death Society's troops alongside the weary, hungry bald men.
"What a name for a gathering, Life and Death Society. How absurd. So what should I do now? Should I kill them all? Or should I finish today’s business with a one-on-one duel like the old generals did with the Life and Death Lord? What does the clever Yeon Guksa think?" Yeon Guksa replied, "A one-on-one duel would be better."
"Really? But the Life and Death Lord is unlikely to agree to that. If he were that kind of man, he would have prepared a way to save you the moment he arrived. But what flew in was an arrow. Even the one who was said to trust the Vice Lord the most. Is this the answer to that loyalty?" Song Gyeong's eyes trembled.
I gathered the sword of Mahu and the sword of the Life and Death Guest that I had set aside and dropped the sheaths to the ground.
"I’m off. On a day like today, I must use both swords. My martial arts are so exceptional that I need to hold back."
King Eunpyeong asked, "Why is that?" "You’ll understand when you see."