Episode 46.The wind blows (1)
âGo!â
I was burping loudly and it felt like my soul was coming out of my mouth.
âWow, Iâm full! âI ate it to the point where I thought I was going to die like this.â
Yeon Ji-pyeong opened his mouth like a carp.
âAh, isnât it better that youâre not dead?â
âhmm? Ugh! Did you underestimate me too much? The disguise of a beggar goes far beyond that of an ordinary person. âAt least the amount has been reduced to this amount. When I was young, I could comfortably eat 12 pounds of pork.â
Converting Yeon Ji-pyeongâs weight into geunsu, it was around 100 kilos. The full story was that he ate more than one percent of Yeon Ji-pyeongâs body weight.
Yeon Ji-pyeong shuddered. It wasnât easy to get goosebumps watching people eat.
Yeon Ho-jeong pointed to the rice bowl with his finger.
âI left three rice balls.â
âThis is sincerity and sincerity.â
âEmpty it completely.â
Full-sang quenched his appetite.
âYouâre tight.â
He put the remaining rice into his mouth. Even though I was so full, it was amazing to eat and savor every single bite of rice.
âWould you like some tea?â
âWhat kind of tea do you give to a beggar? âI donât know if itâs alcohol.â
âItâs broad daylight.â
âDo you drink all day and night? âDo you have a unique personality?â
Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled without realizing it.
Full-sang said slyly.
âNow that I think about it, our Master Lee also drinks quite a bit?â
Yeon Ji-pyeong waved his hand as if he was disgusted.
âWhat a hardship it was the next day. âItâs good when you drink it, but itâs a problem after you drink it, right?â
âMhahaha! Isnât enjoying a hangover the true way to drink alcohol? Duke Lee has just taken his first step.â
âIs that so?â
Yeon Ho-jeong said bluntly.
âDonât teach your child strange things.â
âAre you saying itâs weird? Why is this strange? âYou make me feel sad when you say that.â
âItâs okay.â
Yeon Ho-jeong said to Yeon Ji-pyeong.
âTell them to serve some drinks outside. And I would like you to leave some space.â
âOh, of course!â
Yeon Ji-pyeong was quick to notice. From the moment Full Sang arrived, I knew that my brother had business to attend to.
So there were only two people left in the room.
Full-sang looked around exaggeratedly.
âAnyway, the family atmosphere is quite cold, isnât it?â
âItâs originally hard. âItâs no fun.â
âWell, itâs well known that Yeongaâs family methods are extremely brutal.â
âWere you that famous?â
âItâs famous among beggars. âOther families may not know.â
This is a fact that only openness knows. There was nothing strange about Baekdo as it was a place that was shaking up the intelligence community.
âHas something bad happened recently? âI guess itâs still a bit harsh, isnât it?â
âNothing happened.â
âIs the mood like this even though nothing much is going on? âEveryone folds their backs in half when they pass by?â
âOne of the rules of etiquette for my family is to be the best in Jungwon.â
âLooking at your expression, you can clearly see that you are afraid. âI thought a ghost was passing by.â
âAs you can see, I have become less human.â
Full Sang burst out laughing.
âUnderstand. Because this is what I do, I like digging into it.â
âI understand.â
After a while, the drinking table was set.
Certainly, Full Sang was a monster. I tasted the snacks before even pouring the drink, and it was hard to believe that this was the person who had just said that he was full.
Yeon Ho-jeong picked up the bottle.
âTake a drink.â
âuh? What are you doing in a glass? âJust give it to me.â
ââ¦.â
Full-sang grabbed a bottle of alcohol and took a sip from it like a canteen.
âKya! Good drink! I think itâs better than Yeo Ah Hong, but this one? Oh my throat feels so warm!â
âItâs strong, so sleep slowly.â
âThatâs right. âBecause we have a lot to talk about.â
Yeon Ho-jeongâs eyes lit up.
Full Sang thought as he looked at the abyss-like eyes.
âAs expected, this personâ¦â Itâs
different.
As a later person, Gaeung-sang met countless people. Among them, most were the big names that controlled Moorim.
Whatâs interesting is that Yeon Ho-jeongâs eyes are deep enough to remind us of the martial arts giants. It was not because of his personality or martial arts skills, but because he was a deep person.
âI really donât know.â
Full-sang secretly looked into Yeon-ho-jeong.
But there was nothing worth salvaging. There was nothing worth mentioning in Yeon Ho-jeongâs past life.
A son raised by a strict father since childhood. The eldest son abandoned his younger brother in despair over his talent.
It was a past that could be commonly encountered anywhere. In fact, there was no mention of him being a member of Kanghoâs secret organization or of deliberately spreading negative rumors in his family.
It was like someone literally fell from the sky. The change in Yeonhojeong was very sudden.
âDid you ask something on my face?â
âhmm? Oh no! âI just thought you were handsome.â
âItâs bland.â
âItâs bland? âHe can catch all the women in the world off guard with just his beautiful eyes.â
âOkay, letâs get to the point.â
âOkay, letâs do it.â
Full-sang placed his clasped hands on the table.
âFirst, let me talk about the first request.â
âSure.â
âCurrently, Sae-Oe Moorim is no different from Muju Gongsan. There is nothing particularly noteworthy. âI heard that the chiefâs Sonoeumsa temple is slowly opening its gates, so I donât think it will pose much of a threat to the central region.â
Yeon Ho-jeongâs eyes deepened.
âWas there anything else? âA group of xie jiao who are disrupting the peopleâs lives are on the move.â
âCult group? âYou mean the ones from the demonic cult that went bankrupt a long time ago?â
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âThere were no such circumstances. In a way, itâs so uneventful that itâs almost strange. Well, now that things have quietened down, those strange bastards may have decided that this is the time to open the door.â
Yeon Ho-jeong nodded.
âNot yet.â
The openness was not limited to the midfield. If there was even the slightest hint, there was no way he wouldnât have known about it.
âLetâs go straight to number two.â
âOkay. âThe second request was about Mo Yong-wooâs location, right?â
âexactly.â
âAs I said before, itâs not difficult to know where that guy is.â
âTell me.â
âI just want to ask you something.â
Full-sangâs eyes sparkled.
âWhy is the grand duke of the Yan family looking for the youngest brother of the Mo Yong family?â
Mo Yong-woo.
He was a half-brother of Moyonggun, the head of the Moyong family at the time.
They were brothers with a large age difference. Currently, Mo Yong-gun is close to fifty, but Mo Yong-woo is only twenty-nine.
He was exactly ten years older than Yeon Ho-jeong.
âIâll tell you later.â
âhmm. âDo you mean Iâll tell you later and youâll figure it out on your own?â
âI guess so.â
Full-sang looked at Yeon-ho-jeongâs expression with harsh eyes.
âI donât know.â
Yeon Ho-jeongâs expression was indifference itself. Even if I tried to read something, I couldnât.
âIs that possible at that age?â
Eyes, mouth movements, hand gestures, posture, etc.
There are many ways to find out what someone is really thinking. But there was nothing Yeon Ho-jeong could read at all.
âGood.â
Full-sang took out a letter from his arms. Although the subject wore clothes that were little more than rags, the correspondence was clean and neat.
âHere it is.â
Yeon Ho-jeong received the letter and opened it.
His eyes shone.
âZhejiang Province?â
âItâs right next to Jiangsu Province. âItâs in the next town.â
âItâs maritime trade.â
âexactly. Mo Yong-wu is in charge of the Zhejiang branch of the Mo Yong family and is in charge of maritime trade through the branch. Surprisingly, it is said that the funds obtained through maritime trade account for a portion of Mo Yong-seâs total funds.â
Are you in charge of a portion of the financial power held by a large organization the size of a private enterprise?
It was truly an incredible feat. It was impossible for an ordinary merchant to earn one percent of the entire familyâs funds by himself.
âI was personally very surprised while investigating Mo Yong-woo. Although the family was quiet, this Mo Yong-woo was no ordinary nobleman. âHis martial skills are comparable to that of Gaju Moyonggun, and his virtue and character are especially outstanding, so he is worthy of being considered the head of the family.â
Of course so.
Yeon Ho-jeong remembered the night before Mo Yong-woo died. I remembered his deep intentions as he even bowed to the master of the black sword, asking me to please take care of him, my brother.
Even though he kicked his younger brother out on the pretext of being a threat to him, his younger brother was worried about his older brotherâs safety. He was a great man who always knew how to be humble despite his overflowing talent.
ââ¦It looks like us.â
It reminded me of the relationship between Yeon Ho-jeong and Yeon Ji-pyeong.
If he had talent, he would have completely rejected Yeon Ji-pyeong. In that respect, Moyong resembles himself.
âThatâs why we need Mo Yong-woo. If you want to stop them, you have to be Mo Yong-woo.â
Yeon Ho-jeong knew his craft well.
The reason he was able to become the Lord of the Black Emperor was because the group of black swordsmen was steeped in unrefined violence. However, Baekdo Murim is different.
âI must be a shadow, a shield, a spear, and a designer at the same time. I shouldnât be a monarch myself. âThat may not be possible.â
Full Sang sighed.
âGaju Moyong is a scary person. âThere are not many people who give up even their own blood relatives to preserve power.â
Is that really the case?
Yeon Ho-jeong has seen countless people kill not only their parents and siblings but also their own children for power. Even though Mr. Moyong is not normal, the world is full of people who are worse than Mr. Mr. Moyong.
âAnyway, the second request has been completed.â
âThank you for your hard work.â
âWhat trouble? Thanks to you, I learned a lot of things I didnât know. Now, about the third requestâ¦â
Full Sangâs face became serious.
âI donât know if Iâll tell you, but let me ask you a question again.â
ââ¦.â
âHow did you know?â
âWhat do you mean?â
âHow did you know that the worldâs best family, the Nine Ju Myeong Family, was raising the Four Swords without anyone knowing?â
At that moment, Yeon Ho-jeongâs eyes glowed with life.
âIt was real.â
Yes.
After talking with Myeong Ho-rim, he was convinced that the attackersâ martial arts skills belonged to the Guju Myeong family.
That alone did not mean that Myeongga could be considered an evil beast. Someone may have stolen the martial arts from a famous family, modified them, and then learned them.
But after listening to Geung-sangâs words, I finally became truly confident.
âHe was a famous tyrant.â
Grrrr.
The drinking table trembled slightly.
A blue energy wavered from Yeon Ho-jeongâs body. It was a byeokrajingi that allowed no comparison with the past. The temperature in the room suddenly plummeted as I became impatient with the true nature of it.
âYou guys dared to kill my father, bury my brothers, and burn down my familyâs home?!â
My fatherâs face sighing as he looked at the sky came to mind.
The face of my younger brother, smiling brightly and saying he believed in me, came to mind.
and.
The image of my fatherâs back covered in blood, engaged in a fierce battle with his enemies like a storm, came to mind.
The image of my younger brother having his spine broken by a masked monster came to mind.
Hwaaaaaaa!
The overflowing energy gradually became more intense like a flame.
The atmosphere in the room became like a living hell. Full-sangâs face suddenly turned pale.
âYeon Gongja!â
âSuddenly.â
âStudent! Hey you bastard! âMy heart is falling!!â
Yeon Ho-jeong, who was surprised, took control of his life.
Phew.
The terrible energy that seemed to turn the world upside down disappeared in an instant.
Full-sang put his hand on his chest. My heart was pounding like crazy.
âIs this guy going to kill anyone? This guy! Take care of your life properly! âIâm fine, but if I were a weak martial arts person, I would have vomited blood!â
These were not empty words.
The spiritual power of Yeonhojeong is that of the Emperor of Darkness. The killing power of a master who has reached the highest level is fatal in itself.
âIâm sorry. âYou showed your ugly side.â
âIâm so scared of this that I can even say anything right? âArenât everyone surprised?â
Full-sang looked around outside the window.
Fortunately, the faces of the people passing by were calm. The life did not spill out of the room.
âWow, it feels like Iâm in the same room as a wild beast. I was almost bored. uh? âAre you a little tired?â
âNo shame.â
âitâs okay! âBe careful from now on!â
âI understand.â
Full-sang took a deep breath.
âAnyway, is that something to be so angry about? The fact that Myeongga increases his power in the dark? âIsnât it very awkward for a martial artist of the Nine Mastersâ level to train a martial artist without anyone knowing?â
âThe question is what they will do with all that power.â
âact?â
âMr. Hugae.â
âhuh?â
âLetâs ask one more favor.â
ââ¦Give me a commission fee or something. What else?â
Yeon Ho-jeong said coldly.
âThis request may be against morality.â
When the drums of war sound, the law is silent.
Yeon Ho-jeong sensed that the time had come to throw away laws and regulations for a moment.
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