Chapter 60 - The Black Flame Dragon Playing with the Dragon and Phoenix (2)
In my past life, my dream was to join the Dragon-Phoenix Summit.
The honor of being a gathering of the greatest talents of the era, and the responsibility of punishing those who committed evil deeds. Along with the awe and respect received from everyone regardless of age or gender.
Before knowing reality, the dream of all the children in the Taiyi Sect, including myself, was to belong to the Dragon-Phoenix Summit.
After our training ended, we would gather in small groups and play pretend as the Dragon-Phoenix Summit.
The boys played the role of the dragons, and the girls played the role of the phoenixes, nurturing our dreams.
Upon hearing the news of their arrival, I had tossed and turned all night for a week in advance, and I carefully kept a piece of paper uncreased to receive their seals.
However, contrary to my expectations, the Dragon-Phoenix Summit that visited back then plunged the Taiyi Sect into a pit of despair.
I still have no idea what they were thinking.
The Dragon-Phoenix Summit's New Plum Blossom Sword, Hwa Jeongsan.
That swordsman I liked the most requested guidance from the Sect Leader, and the Sect Leader, unable to withstand fifty forms from a junior who was twenty years younger, ended up pushing himself too hard and fell into Qi Deviation.
"Tsk, staying in the 108 Peaks any longer wouldn't be of much help anyway."
Those were the words Hwa Jeongsan said while looking at Sect Leader Hong Mungi, who was vomiting blood from internal injuries.
He miraculously survived, but having lost all his internal energy, Hong Mungi could no longer move around as he used to.
Hong Mungi entrusted the internal affairs to Jin Taesan and the external affairs to Gye Cheolyeong, who was attending the Murim Academy at the time.
Gye Cheolyeong brought all the unripe disciples of the Taiyi Sect to the Murim Alliance and ordered them around like his servants.
"Looking back on it, it was like hell."
Things couldn't be said to be exactly the same as in my past life.
Because, starting with Gye Cheolyeong, the Taiyi Sect had already changed.
But even so, if their attitude was the same as in my past life, I had no intention of leaving them even the slightest shred of respect I once had for the Dragon-Phoenix Summit.
"At this speed, I'll have time to spare."
Instead of riding a horse, I was currently running by unfolding the World-Traversing Lone Footwork.
If I rode a horse, I would have to follow the roads, but by unfolding the World-Traversing Lone Footwork, I could run in a straight line and reduce the time.
As I was running at a speed fast enough for the fierce wind to slap my ears.
A scream was heard from far away.
"Hmm?"
["Is anyone there! Please save me."]
A woman's voice that sounded like she was injured.
There was still quite a distance left, but with the World-Traversing Lone Footwork, I still had some time to spare, so I immediately changed direction.
* * *
A group of men and women in all sorts of colors and styles were making their way out of Hefei.
Their clothing and weapons revealed their individual personalities.
In a way, they could have looked like children of noble families out on a trip, but each of them wore something presumed to be a weapon at their waists, such as a sword or prayer beads.
They were a peculiar group with nothing in common except their outstanding appearances.
"It's a shame. When it comes to Hefei, it's the Iron Sword Sect."
A man wearing a martial uniform with a harmonious blend of black and white smacked his lips and spoke.
"Why did the Taiyi Sect have to be caught in an inspection of all things."
Originally, they had planned to receive a lavish reception at the Iron Sword Sect before moving on to the next city.
However, in the urgently dispatched missive from the Murim Alliance, there was an order to 'inspect' the Taiyi Sect, one of the 108 Peaks.
The man wearing a monk's robe stiffened his expression and spoke.
"This isn't a good thing for the Taiyi Sect either."
While an 'audit' mission was merely at the level of showing one's face and strengthening the ties between the Murim Alliance and the 108 Peaks, an 'inspection' required a cold evaluation of whether a sect of the 108 Peaks was truly qualified.
This randomly assigned 'inspection' mission was ultimately an important task that would determine whether to exclude those who had been allies from the 108 Peaks.
"The Taiyi Sect has recently gained a better reputation. What is the reason for specifically conducting an 'inspection' on them?"
A beautiful woman in white fur clothing asked from behind.
"It's probably because of that reputation."
The man in the black-and-white martial uniform, perhaps pleased that the beautiful woman had spoken to him, smiled deeply and spoke.
"I heard they took away their Great Martial Ancestor's token from the Iron Sword Sect and saved the precious daughter of Wangga Manor? Moreover, there was a rumor recently that they saved people in the Demonic Spirit Plateau. Isn't that why our Dragon-Phoenix Summit is currently getting cursed at?"
To be exact, Yong So-ah was the one getting cursed at, but considering that Yong So-ah was the symbolic figure of the current generation's Dragon-Phoenix Summit, being lumped together and devalued was not exactly a pleasant thing.
"The Murim Alliance is probably ordering an inspection because of this as well. Wasn't it thanks to the lie about the Taiyi Sword Emperor that they even entered the 108 Peaks?"
"What do you mean by that?"
"For example, you could say that the Taiyi Sect felt a sense of crisis as the Iron Sword Sect grew terrifyingly fast, so they are spewing lies just like before..."
"That sounds like nonsense."
"It's just an example. An example."
"Then I will step forward for this evaluation."
At the white fur-clad beauty's words, the brow of the man in the black-and-white martial uniform furrowed slightly.
"What are you saying? You know I decided to handle this."
"Young Master Hwa, your methods are too cruel. An 'inspection' is a mission, so it can't be helped, but you shouldn't leave the opponent injured."
"... I don't know what you mean. On the contrary, I try to go easy on them."
"Do you think I don't know that you purposely lure your opponents out to push them to their absolute limits?"
The man called Young Master Hwa gave an awkward laugh.
"But if I don't do that, I won't be able to know the opponent's true skills."
Young Master Hwa turned an asking gaze to the man wearing the monk's robe for help.
Because with Yong So-ah absent, he was practically the leader of the Dragon-Phoenix Summit.
"... I think it is indeed right for my friend Hwa Jeongsan to step forward."
"What do you... It's not like it's firmly decided."
"The Murim Alliance contacted us. They said to let my friend Hwa Jeongsan handle the evaluation."
The beauty in fur clothes looked back and forth between Hwa Jeongsan and the monk-robed man with complicated eyes.
Yong So-ah and Hwa Jeongsan were close friends, and the man in the monk's robe also had a long-standing connection with them.
It was clear there was something she didn't know, but at the monk-robed man's words bringing up the Murim Alliance, the fur-clad beauty could no longer insist on her point.
"Understood."
And in that moment, she saw Hwa Jeongsan and the monk-robed man exchange a meaningful look.
* * *
"Damn it..."
The journey back to my sect was not as smooth as expected.
"Goodness, I can't just cover my ears and eyes while running either."
I already knew that my five senses had improved as my internal energy increased and I underwent shedding my mortal body through the Amitabha Holy Water.
But the problem was that after gaining enlightenment, the range had become much wider than before.
No matter how far away a sound came from, I could hear it clearly, and as I looked down while running as if flying from a high place, the whole world entered my view at a glance.
First, I saved a woman who had fallen from a cliff, and second, I saved an herb gatherer being chased by a wild beast.
Third was a man whose leg was broken after being crushed by a horse, and fourth was a young child who almost drowned while playing in a valley.
"At this rate..."
No matter how fast the World-Traversing Lone Footwork was, at this rate, I might not be able to arrive in time.
However, I couldn't just ignore a person dying right in front of my eyes and pass by.
"This won't do. I need to run as fast as possible."
Thinking that I wouldn't hear voices calling for help if they were buried in the sound of the wind, I was about to increase my speed.
["P-Please don't do this! Haven't we already given you everything we had!"]
The voice of a young man could be heard.
I tried not to, but my head turned naturally, and as I focused my eyes, I saw a young man and an old man being oppressed by bandits.
"Haa..."
My feet headed straight toward where the young man's voice was heard.
Without even having time to assess the situation, I used the Thousand-Pound Weight technique mid-air to land on the ground.
THUD.
Piles of dirt scattered in all directions, and silence lingered in the area for a moment.
On one side, as expected, were a young man around my age and an old man.
On the opposite side stood bandits holding swords and axes.
"Who the hell are you!"
Even at my sudden intrusion, the bandits showed no signs of surprise.
I thought a technique like the Thousand-Pound Weight would be enough to make clumsy bandits run away as if their tails were on fire, but my expectation was completely off the mark.
"I am Jin Sowoon of the Taiyi Sect. Are you bandits?"
"We are from the Jeoksan Stronghold's..."
"I understand. Could you perhaps just let them go? I am a bit busy, you see."
"I wasn't finished talking yet!"
Thinking that words would no longer solve this, I was about to tell the old man and the young man to step back.
The young man's standing posture, habits, and gait reminded me of an existence in my memories.
'Moyong Jaehwa?'
Moyong Jaehwa, the son of Moyong Sangwon whom I met not too long ago, and the younger brother of Moyong Seol.
As I quietly examined around his neck, there was a subtle difference in skin color.
He was wearing a human skin mask to hide his identity.
'What is this?'
Moyong Jaehwa had also trained in martial arts since childhood, but his acupoints were all blocked.
When I turned my head and looked beside him, the old man was also wearing a human skin mask, and the energy he was concealing was extraordinary.
Moreover, as my gaze reached him, he briefly showed his own habit, and that appearance was also someone who existed in my memories.
Wind God Breaking Sword. Moyong Gang.
A supreme expert who competed for the top position as a swordsman alongside the Azure Emperor Divine Sword.
"No... What is..."
Just as I was about to speak, the bandits attacked from behind.
I immediately unleashed the Lotus hand technique to slam two bandits onto the ground, and I deflected an axe with the Lesser Heaven Sword Technique.
"You're... unharmed, aren't you?"
I asked a strange question, but Moyong Jaehwa rightly understood that strange question once again.
"Thank you. We almost suffered something terrible."
A sense of dread, as if he had truly faced death, lingered on Moyong Jaehwa's face.
On the other hand, hints of playfulness could be seen on the Wind God Breaking Sword's face.
'I heard he was even called an eccentric warrior in his youth...'
It seemed he was pretending to be ignorant of martial arts while wandering Jianghu with his grandson.
While the bandits faltered at my single move, I spoke to the two of them.
"I... can be on my way now, right?"
"Pardon?! What do you mean by that!"
"..."
The Wind God Breaking Sword was quite serious about his pranks, and I had heard that he would throw quite a tantrum at anyone who interfered with his jokes.
At that moment, Moyong Gang quickly prostrated himself on the ground.
"P-Please save us. Great Warrior! Even if it's not me, please definitely save my grandson."
"..."
Prostrating and trembling violently, he genuinely looked terrified of the bandits.
'Will he throw a tantrum if I just leave like this?'
There was no need to leave behind any future troubles. I decided to play along with his act and deal with the bandits as quickly as possible.
"Everyone, go back. You are no match for him."
I subtly hinted at Moyong Gang's existence, but the bandit bastards who had spent their whole lives surviving by the sword couldn't understand.
"This damn bastard! He's got some moves!"
"Boys! Kill him!"
"Strike!"
"Waaaah!"
Thirty men swarmed in before I even realized it.
Without delay, I stepped with the Taiyi Eighty Thousand Divine Steps, crisscrossing through them freely as I swung the Black Dragon Sword.
In just three breaths, I returned to my spot; the bandits looked as though they had no idea what had happened to them.
"Hic!"
"Urk!"
"What is this!"
At the same time, their waistbands were sliced through, and their pants dropped to the ground.
"The next thing to be sliced off will be what's a little below your waistbands. Do you wish to continue?"
Each of the bandits instinctively grabbed their groins.
They began to run away as if their tails were on fire.
As I sheathed the Black Dragon Sword, Moyong Gang approached from behind.
"Heheuheuk. Thank you so much, Great Warrior! How can I ever repay this debt."
"... How did you end up coming all the way into these deep mountains..."
"Ah, I came here to teach my grandson how to become an herb gatherer."
"... Ha, haha."
From his hunched back and shabby outfit to the woven basket carried on his back.
Looking exactly like an herb gatherer, I could feel that he was genuinely enjoying his prank.
"... I see. Then I will be going..."
"My lord!"
I tried to quickly leave the area, but Moyong Gang grabbed the hem of my pants.
"W-What is it?"
"To be honest, one of my lifelong wishes has been to visit the Taiyi Sect. Since meeting like this is also fate, couldn't we go to the Taiyi Sect together?"
"... Wait, the Taiyi Sect isn't the Shaolin Sect, so how can visiting it be a lifelong wish?"
I clicked my tongue at his ridiculous words, but he still maintained a desperate expression.
"I recently heard of the Taiyi Sect's renowned name shaking the world, and I resolved to definitely visit it. If this old man goes alone, how could I ever step inside the Taiyi Sect? Couldn't you accompany me, my lord?"
"... I am in a bit of a hurry right now, so I will leave word at the Taiyi Sect. You and your grandson are welcome to visit anytime."
"No! My lord! Meeting like this is fate! I must absolutely visit this time."
Words like, *'Where in the world is there an herb gatherer who makes such unreasonable demands to a martial-arts-trained warrior!' * rose to my throat, but I couldn't bring myself to spit them out.
"G-Grandfather, please stop. You are making the warrior uncomfortable."
Moyong Jaehwa's neck flushed red with embarrassment. Normally, his face should have flushed as well, but that wasn't visible due to the human skin mask.
"Stay quiet! Do you think you'll ever be able to meet such an excellent warrior in your entire life? If not now, there won't be another chance."
Seeing absolutely no sign of him backing down, I eventually gave up.
"I understand. Let's go together. Just in case, I have to ask: you haven't learned a lightness art, right?"
"..."
"... Hoho, what are you saying to an herb gatherer who has lived his whole life in the mountains?"
"I understand. Then I shall carry the two of you on my back."
Moyong Gang waved his hands in refusal.
"Oh my, that won't do. I actually get motion sickness from lightness arts, so if we run fast, I won't be able to keep my senses."
"..."
Moyong Jaehwa was looking at his grandfather as if he were looking at a madman.
"... Then are you saying we should walk?"
"We have no choice but to..."
"That won't work. I'm sorry, but I really have to go first. I have urgent business."
If we walked, I would truly be late.
"... However, I think we could ride a horse."
"..."
"That is, if you find us a horse, my lord... of course."
I was slowly getting annoyed. Right now, a respected elder of my sect was on the verge of falling into Qi Deviation, yet this gentleman was being so obstinate just to continue his little prank.
I tilted my head and spoke.
"This is strange."
"What is?"
"How someone who digs up herbs in a mountain valley can throw such a tantrum toward a warrior."
"Keheheheum! W-What do you mean by that. When did this old man ever throw a tantrum... Hoho."
"I suppose so, right? To throw a tantrum at a warrior of my level, you'd have to be at least an esteemed master of the Murim. A shabby and stubborn old man like yourself couldn't possibly be such a great figure, could you?"
"Keuheum! Shabby and stubborn. That sounds a bit harsh."
I didn't know for what reason he was doing these eccentric acts, but most people who enjoyed eccentricities bet everything on their pranks.
An eccentric warrior of Moyong Gang's level wouldn't stop this act unless a sword was put to his neck.
In short, it meant this was the only time I could safely put my head in and out of a tiger's jaws.
"Were my words harsh?"
"They seemed a bit so."
"Hoho. To point out faults to a prideful warrior like myself. You might end up tasting the fist of a warrior who crosses mountains and rivers."
"Keuheum..."
Moyong Gang's face slowly began to contort.
Feeling like I was continuously putting my head in and out of a tiger's jaws, I continued speaking.
"Let's do this. First, we'll use my lightness art to go to a nearby horse farm, and from there, we'll ride horses together to the Taiyi Sect. You can endure that much, right?"
"... Keuheum. If that is the only way, what power does this old man have to refuse."
Moyong Gang nodded his head.
Suddenly, I became curious about what name he used when performing such eccentricities.
"May I ask your name?"
"Ah! I am Gang of the Yong family. And this fellow is Jaehwa."
"Ah... I bet you are."
I couldn't figure out which part of his act he was actually serious about.
* * *
"They're coming!"
All the disciples of the Taiyi Sect had gathered in the Taiyi Sect's grand courtyard.
The elders, including the Hall Leaders, had gathered for the guests from the Murim Alliance, and the uninvited children had even called their friends over to watch the Dragon-Phoenix Summit.
"Everyone, take your places!"
When Jin Taesan disciplined the wandering children, the young disciples moved busily and began to split to both sides, kicking up a cloud of sand and dust from the entrance all the way to the Grand Sage Hall.
'Damn, I should have sprinkled some water.'
Perhaps it was inevitable to feel like no amount of preparation was enough for the visit of such important figures, as Jin Taesan shook his head.
As the people's gazes were directed toward the main gate through the hazy dust.
A group of men and women were crossing the threshold of the Taiyi Sect's gate.
And at that moment, Jin Taesan subconsciously drew up his internal energy.
'Hmm?'
An unprecedented, massive force had begun to spread heavily across the grand courtyard.
STEP, STEP, STEP.
With every step the group of men and women took forward, the sand and dust that had been blowing everywhere began to settle heavily onto the ground, as if pressed down by something.
This was a highly advanced technique utilizing internal energy.
At that mysterious sight, the young disciples let out small gasps of awe.
"Wow..."
However, in contrast, the brows of the Hall Leaders and elders began to furrow, just like Jin Taesan's.
Those crossing the threshold with swords in hand were scattering their internal energy in all directions.
This was because it was contrary to Jianghu etiquette.
Purposely pressing down the sand with their true qi did boast an excellent visual effect, but it was an action more than enough to intimidate the opposing party.
Even setting aside their status as visiting guests, it was not an action to be taken in front of elders whose standing in Jianghu was far higher than theirs.
By the time they approached the Grand Sage Hall.
All the sand and dust blowing around the Taiyi Sect had settled, and in the middle of it stood men and women with the momentum of dragons and phoenixes.
The monk-robed man standing at the very front clasped his fists and greeted them.
"I am Ilmyeong of the Shaolin Sect, a humble junior of the Murim. I pay my respects to the Taiyi Sect Leader. Have you been well?"
With Ilmyeong at the lead, the dragons clasped their fists all at once.
Mount Hua's New Plum Blossom Sword, Hwa Jeongsan.
Mount Cangshan's Flying Cloud New Wind, Jong Byeokgi.
Qingcheng's Clear Wind Bright Sword, So Jeho.
Ak Clan's Heavy Spear True Man, Ak Buksan.
Behind them, the phoenixes calmly bowed their heads.
The gazes of the young men of the Taiyi Sect immediately converged on them.
Their appearance made it feel as if spring had arrived at the Taiyi Sect, exuding a strong scent of flowers.
The woman in the red palace dress with exceptionally red lips and a mysterious gaze was Seo Saryeong, the Soul-Stealing Xishi who held the second seat of the Four Phoenixes, and the peerless beauty in blue right next to her was Jade Face Little Smile Hwangbo Yeon, whose small smile was said to make even a Daoist who had cast off worldly desires return.
Next to her was the genius of poison arts, White Hand Divine Maiden Tang Seohee, who made the Tang Clan break their own clan law of never passing their secret arts to women.
And behind them stood Smiling Iron Sword Moyong Seol, who, despite wearing white fur clothes and covering half her face with a white veil, could not easily hide her beauty with just that.
"""The Dragon-Phoenix Summit offers our greetings to the elders of the Taiyi Sect."""
As they greeted in a unified voice, the young disciples were deeply moved and screamed wildly.
After the brief excitement died down and the dragons and phoenixes raised their heads, Hong Mungi smiled benevolently and spoke.
"Welcome. You have all worked hard coming from so far away."
Hwa Jeongsan, dressed in a black-and-white martial uniform embroidered with plum blossoms, stepped forward.
"Thank you. Seeing the disciples of the Taiyi Sect carrying out the eradication of demons on the very front lines makes me feel as if all the fatigue I felt on the way here has completely vanished."
Jin Taesan began to feel something strange upon hearing Hwa Jeongsan's words and seeing Jong Byeokgi curling up the corners of his mouth behind him.
"Hoho, is that so? Still, please make sure to get some good rest. Upon hearing the news of your arrival, I had fresh bedding prepared in the guest quarters. It might be lacking, but please rest comfortably during your stay."
"Thank you, but as members of the Alliance, we cannot place a burden on the local frontline, so we booked a guest house in advance yesterday."
"..."
At Hwa Jeongsan's words, the faces of the elders hardened.
"How disrespectful."
At the softly muttered voice, Jin Taesan turned his head, and the person who had spoken was Zhuge Cheongi.
"Tell me about it. This is basic etiquette."
The one who answered was Wang Soso.
Beside them, Geumpyo, Eunho, and Dongryong nodded their heads, while only Kang Yuseong, who did not yet know Jianghu etiquette, was tilting his head in confusion.
They were the only children who were not excited despite the arrival of the Dragon-Phoenix Summit.
"Senior Brother, what does that mean?"
"Since the Dragon-Phoenix Summit dispatched by the Murim Alliance also serves to strengthen alliances, it is customary to stay at the place they visit. Even if that weren't the case, the very fact that guests specifically booked lodgings outside is already a breach of etiquette."
"Ah..."
From far away, Hong Mungi spoke once again.
"Is that so? Then it cannot be helped. Do you not even have time to eat dinner?"
It was the young children who knew nothing of the situation that grew anxious at the Dragon-Phoenix Summit's words sounding busy.
"Yes. We have our next schedule, so it seems we will only be able to offer our greetings before we leave."
"Hmm... That is a shame. I have certainly received the greetings of you all and the Murim Alliance. It is unfortunate, but let us catch up next time."
The moment Sect Leader Hong Mungi said that and was about to turn around, Hwa Jeongsan clasped his fists and spoke once again.
"Before that, there is one favor I would like to ask of you."
"A favor?"
"Yes. It is something very important to this Hwa."
"Speak."
"Then, casting aside my shame, I will tell you. Originally, my dream has been to have a sparring match with the swordsmen who reached the highest pinnacle of mastery in the past. Having heard that the sword of the legendary swordsman, the Taiyi Sword Emperor, has been passed down in the Taiyi Sect for a long time, I definitely wanted to experience it. Since I cannot guarantee when the next time will be if not now, I earnestly ask the Sect Leader to personally grant me your guidance this time."
"Ha..."
"Ha!"
Deep sighs flowed out from among the elders.
For a disciple of another sect, and not even a disciple belonging to their own gate, to demand a direct sparring match with the Sect Leader of a whole sect—there was no greater disrespect than this.
"How dare he! That bastard!"
Zhuge Cheongi rolled up his sleeves and tried to step forward.
Then Wang Soso stopped Cheongi from doing so.
"Junior Brother. Stay still."
"But Senior Sister..."
"He said he was a disciple of the Mount Hua Sect, right?"
"Yes."
"From now on, the Mount Hua Sect is going to suffer a lot of financial difficulties."
Wang Soso gritted her teeth and spoke as if making a vow.
"Ugh..."
Wang Soso's voice was quite loud, so the Dragon-Phoenix Summit might have heard it, but Jin Taesan couldn't bring himself to stop her.
Because right now, he felt the exact same way she did.
How much ridicule had the Taiyi Sect endured because of the tales of the Taiyi Sword Emperor?
In the end, pretending to highly praise the Taiyi Sword Emperor was merely a ploy to bring shame upon the Taiyi Sect once again, was it not?
"We have come a long way, and we have a long way to go from here on out. I ask this of you because I believe it is an opportunity I will never have again in my life."
Hwa Jeongsan's gaze headed toward Hong Mungi, and following that, everyone in the sect looked at Hong Mungi.
"..."
"Please bestow your ocean-like generosity and grant your profound guidance to a junior who has just begun to hold a sword."
When Sect Leader Hong Mungi gave no answer, Hwa Jeongsan ultimately went as far as to kneel on one knee.
At this point, neither the elders nor Hong Mungi were in a situation where they could remain silent any longer.
'This will be a disaster if it continues like this.'
Hong Mungi could not defeat Hwa Jeongsan, who hailed from the Mount Hua Sect and belonged to the Dragon-Phoenix Summit.
If things proceeded like this, he might end up suffering a massive humiliation in front of the other disciples.
In addition, the morale of the disciples, which had only recently begun to rise, could be completely crushed in a single blow.
"... If you put it that way, I suppose it cannot be helped. Bring me my sword..."
Hong Mungi half-resignedly tried to rise from his seat, and Jin Taesan tried to stop him.
BANG.
Someone heavily slammed the palm of their hand against the Taiyi Sect's main gate.
The gazes of everyone, including the Dragon-Phoenix Summit, converged on the main gate.
"Haa, haa, haa, that favor... haa, I will... haa, grant it... haa, for you."
The person standing at the main gate, for whatever reason, was covered in dirt and dust all over their body, gasping for breath as if about to collapse.
After a long while of finally catching his breath, when he raised his head.
The disciples of the Taiyi Sect shouted in astonishment.
"Eldest Senior Brother!"
