Bok Taejin wiped the nonexistent sweat from his forehead.
He wasn't sure if Im Beomhyeon was truly letting him off because of his age, but one thing was clear—Im Beomhyeon treated him differently from others.
If anyone else in the village dared to act as he did, regardless of age, Im Beomhyeon would've beaten them up first without hesitation.
"Brother Im, I know a little bit of martial arts too. How about I show you first, and then you teach me?"
Im Beomhyeon withdrew from his stance and stepped aside, still looking uninterested, clearly not taking Bok Taejin's words seriously.
Bok Taejin stepped into the middle of the courtyard and performed a set of Baguazhang technique.
In his past life, he had once heard about a nearly abandoned mountain village, where only a few elderly folks remained, unwilling to leave their homeland.
They were known for making delicious plum-roasted duck.
Bok Taejin spent a month preparing for the journey and surprisingly found the village quite easily, taking just over three days, including travel time.
He stayed in the village for quite some time, helping the elderly with chores and learning a set of Baguazhang technique from them.
His true goal, however, had been to learn their secret recipe for plum sauce, so he had worked hard to earn their favor.
Unfortunately, the elders guarded their recipe very closely.
When he arrived, they were preparing for their annual plum sauce making.
With too few hands to help, he wasn't even allowed to get close—any time he tried, an elder would conveniently drag him off on a tour of the village to keep him away.
It was only after leaving the village that he researched and discovered that the Baguazhang technique he had learned there differed from the widely practiced version outside.
It seemed to possess unusual power.
Unfortunately, with so many other matters keeping him busy, and his lack of true dedication to martial arts, the technique had been left to gather dust along with countless other things he had learned.
He rarely had the chance to return to that village, but he never forgot about the elderly residents.
From time to time, he would ask his local friends to send supplies to them.
He also arranged for carpenters to check on and repair their homes periodically.
Over time, although he had never gone back, the elders' affection for him deepened.
The villagers were aging, and no young people were willing to return to such an isolated place.
Eventually, after the passing of the first elder, the remaining villagers became acutely aware that once they were gone, the plum sauce recipe they had safeguarded for so many years would be lost forever.
Thus, the next time Bok Taejin's friend visited the village on his behalf to deliver supplies, he also brought a message—the elders were inviting Bok Taejin to return.
This time, after visiting the village, Bok Taejin realized that among all the elderly people there, only two actually knew the complete recipe for the plum sauce.