Chapter 68

Episode 68There is a relative, but there is no absolute. (3)

Prince Moyong looked at Yeonhojeong with cold eyes.

Yeon Ho-jeong did not avoid his gaze.

While we were looking at each other for a while, food and drinks finally came out.

“Put it on the table.”

“yes.”

Jeomsoy was scared and trembled as he put down the food. A young man was sitting there covered in blood, so it was understandable that he was scared.

As Jeomsoi left, Prince Moyong picked up the bottle.

“Take a drink.”

Prince Moyong, who filled Yeonhojeong’s cup, also filled his own cup.

“Dumse.”

The two people coolly emptied their glasses.

I drank more alcohol than I thought. Moyong-gun, who distorted his face for a moment, then spoke with an expressionless face.

“It was too fast.”

“What do you mean?”

“Huh, I think our conversation was too fast. “Isn’t that right?”

Moyong smiled and relaxed his posture.

“Let’s postpone the conversation we just had for a moment. “Yes, it was called Yeonhojeong, right?”

“….”

“I am still the master of the Han family. “He is a swordsman who has made his name known in the world, and he is also a member of the Seven Great Families.”

“I know.”

“You told that person to come to Hanam.”

Yeon Ho-jeong shook his head.

“Wrong. “If you are thinking of joining hands with me, please come to Hanam then.”

“For whatever reason, you called me.”

“Is there a problem?”

“There is no problem. It could just end up being an event where the owner of a family and his daughter were out on an outing and happened to meet the eldest son of the same Seven Great Families.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled.

Mo Yong asked with a smile.

“Whether we get rid of the Blue Langur or summon Shaolin, I don’t think it would be too late to first clarify our relationship and then proceed.”

Skilled.

Yeon Ho-jeong brought the atmosphere to her own with her unconventional appearance and unconventional words and actions.

But Moyong-gun was no slouch either. At the perfect moment, he interrupts the conversation and asks to make sure everything is clear. It was an appropriate decision to cut off the conversation in a situation where the conversation could have been lost to the other person.

It was a clumsy speech technique. His attitude was closer to that of a merchant rather than a military man who made profits but did not suffer losses.

Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.

“Please pour me another drink.”

“hmm? Hehe, that’s not difficult.”

Mo Yong-gun filled his cup.

Yeon Ho-jeong handed over the glass again and coughed.

Prince Moyong clicked his tongue.

“Are you okay?”

“My insides are tingling.”

“You’re drinking strong alcohol with a body with internal injuries. Don’t overwork your body just because you’re young.”

Yeon Ho-jeong shook his head.

“So you’re saying that the matriarch has no intention of joining hands with me yet?”

“This person? We have to consider one by one who will take the stake in this gamble, who will raise the stake in the next round, and whose hand will win the final round. “I heard there are deals that can be concluded without even flipping an abacus?”

“I thought there was no abacus to bounce between us?”

“In any unfair transaction in the world, you have to take three pennies from the stake. “That’s what a deal is.”

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.

‘It’s still the same.’

The owner of a wealthy, wealthy family. A seasoned, supremely skilled expert.

Moyong-gun was the same as before. The more the opponent comes out in a hurry, the more relaxed he starts. He does not show any loopholes at any moment and uses the opponent’s psychology to adjust the game to his advantage.

The Sword God Moryonggun that I saw during the time of the Emperor of Darkness and the Segajou Moronggun that I see now as Yeonhojeong were the same.

The only difference is that he knows Moyong and Moyong does not know himself.

‘what?’

Prince Moyong was inwardly puzzled.

A young man smiling at himself. There was no embarrassment on the young man’s face.

‘Are you confident?’

Aside from that, it was the first time I had seen a guy so relaxed while facing the owner of the World’s Mo Yong family.

I don’t know anything else, but I can say that guts are the best in the world. A guy like this is someone who will get into an accident and leave no matter what he does.

Finally, Prince Moyong could be sure.

‘There is no way to help this guy. ‘It’s definitely this guy who wrote that letter.’

Prince Moyong couldn’t help but be impressed.

‘Yeongaju. ‘You’ve done a good job farming your child.’

Yeon Ho-jeong opened his mouth.

“To begin with, I have no intention of staying with you forever.”

“Hmm?”

“I can applaud the purpose-driven life of the matriarch who pursues her dreams, but I don’t think anyone else would.”

Moyong’s smile deepened.

On the other hand, his eyes were cold and sunken.

“Why did you think that?”

“What do you mean?”

“The best in the world and the Murim lord. It’s not something that comes easily. “I think there is a reason why you wrote that dangerous and fascinating word in your letter.”

“Isn’t it okay if I do it?”

“That doesn’t answer the question.”

“I need to give you an answer. “I know that you are an ambitious person who dreams of becoming the best in the world and wants to attain the title of Lord of the Murim, so what else can I give you?”

“….”

“I didn’t attach meaning to each word of the letter. Rest assured.”

Mo Yong-gun’s eyes sparkled.

He instinctively knew. Yeon Ho-jeong is convinced.

Even if you snort or deny it, you won’t believe it. because? Because I know it’s true.

So Mo Yong-gun obediently acknowledged it.

“How did you know?”

“Are you talking about the matriarch’s ambition?”

“That’s right. “How did you know that I wanted to make my family the best in the world and that I ultimately had the ambition to become the Murim Lord?”

Yeon Ho-jeong shook his head.

“Becoming the master of the Seven Great Families is something anyone can dream of.”

“This is a game in which both sides have drawn all their cards, so let’s just split the stake. I’ll ask again. “How did you know?”

“So, I guess I win this game?”

“….”

“If you’re curious, you should find out for yourself.”

Mo Yong-gun, who was looking at Yeon Ho-jeong, grinned.

“There are no gaps. “I was impressed.”

“It’s no big deal.”

Prince Moyong filled Yeonhojeong’s cup.

This time, Yeon Ho-jeong also filled his glass.

“If you think about it, it’s really strange, isn’t it?”

Moyong-gun coolly poured over his glass and continued speaking.

“I was quite shocked when I received your letter. No, you can’t. “You touched my thoughts, my dreams, and even the Hoyeonjigi, as if you had peered into my head.”

“It is an honour.”

“Ask me one question.”

Moyong-gun tilted his upper body forward.

“What would you do if I said no to the deal?”

Yeon Ho-jeong tilted his head.

“Is there any way? “I have to run wild alone.”

“Going on a rampage alone… against a famous family?”

“At the same time, we also have to deal with the Moyong family.”

Mo Yong asked with a smile.

“how?”

“It is said that a family dreaming of becoming the best family in the world spread their wealth throughout other families. In the case of Yeonga, they were planning not only to devour the business, but also to destroy it along with the famous family, right?”

“….”

“I will end my life in a rather lonely fight, but what about you, matriarch? “You’ll have to give up one of your dreams because of that rumor, right?”

Moyong’s smile deepened.

“Let’s put your life and your family’s honor on the scales?”

“You need to raise it more.”

“what?”

“Behind me is Yeonga and Openness. No matter how great the fame of the Mo Yong family is, do you think that being one of the nine major families and one of the seven great families is worth more than the price of my life together?”

“…You might not know it if you are alone, but if you are a Gwangpungsa Temple with two groups supporting you, it will definitely be difficult.”

“I feel like I win this game too.”

“ha ha ha!”

Moyong-gun burst out laughing.

Moyong Yeonhwa was surprised. He had never seen his father laugh so loudly.

Mo Yong was honestly impressed.

“You are truly amazing.”

“That’s too much praise.”

“That is by no means excessive praise. “I heard you haven’t even reached the terms and conditions. How could you have developed such experience and insight at such a young age?”

“If you live your life getting hit here and there, it happens to you.”

“Hehehe.”

Mo Yong was truly happy.

He was a man who would do anything to achieve his dream. He was a great man who, if necessary, would turn an unrelated faction into ashes overnight.

A personality that is extremely ruthless. However, human personality is never simple.

Unexpectedly, Prince Moyong liked Yeonhojeong. He liked the young man who confidently defeated him with his extraordinary distribution and keen insight.

It was an attractive review index. Normally, when you come out this stiffly, you feel like you’re arrogant, but I didn’t feel that way at all.

Like another comrade in arms.

Would you say it’s like finding a friend with similar perspectives and thoughts as you navigate this confusing world?

Prince Moyong smiled and filled Yeonhojeong’s cup and his own cup.

He spoke calmly while holding the glass.

“Let’s blow up the famous family.”

Yeon Ho-jeong also smiled and raised his glass.

“great.”

Jjiing!

The two clinked glasses for the first time.

Moyong-gun said after emptying his drink in one go.

“We’ve already joined hands with the governor, so don’t drag on the conversation.”

“It’s what I hoped for.”

“Are you really planning to bring in Shaolin?”

“It is a sect located in the same Hanam area. Besides, with the status of Shaolin, no famous family would dare raise their heads.”

“I guess so. But if it were me, I’d add one more.”

“What do you plan to do?”

Prince Moyong spoke calmly.

“I will secretly convene a temporary Murim alliance.”

A look flashed in Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes.

“Temporary Murim Alliance?”

“That’s right. The power and status of Shaolin are said to be the best in the world, but they are not enough. Shaolin is like a hermit above the clouds. So you can be strong but at the same time infinitely weak.”

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.

“I can get a general sense of the decisive move that the Moyong family has.”

Moyong smiled. His laugh was genuine.

“This is why it’s easy to talk to smart people.”

“Did you plant Sejak in Myeongga as well?”

“Didn’t you know that too? “I thought you already guessed it from what you said earlier.”

“I had a guess, but I wasn’t sure.”

“Huh! “You got hit once again.”

“I feel full even without snacks.”

“ha ha ha!”

Mo Yong Yeon Hwa’s expression as she looked at the two people became strange.

She felt that her father was genuinely happy. He acknowledged that the other person was a person well suited to his status.

‘Is that it?’

In fact, Mo Yong Yeon Hwa was not able to properly keep up with the fast conversation between the two people. I was able to understand it after thinking about it deeply, but it progressed too quickly in that short period of time.

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And she has not yet reached the same level as them.

Mo Yong Yeon Hwa’s pride suffered a small wound.

“When do you plan on moving?”

“There’s no need to take too long. You have defeated the Blue and White Soldiers of the Myeong Family’s dark army, Homyeongjeon, and even the Blue and White Demon. “If that’s enough, I’ve gathered enough justification.”

“It will take quite some time to convene the temporary Murim Alliance.”

“It will be faster than you think. “The head of the Seven Great Families has many powers.”

“Then that’s a good thing.”

“But it will still take at least a month. In the meantime, how do you plan to hold out in front of the magical hands of the famous family?”

It was then.

Yeon Ho-jeong turned his head out the window.

“Leave it and go.”

Sreuk.

A beggar appeared outside the window, bowed his head, left a letter, and disappeared.

Yeon Ho-jeong opened the letter.

His eyes sparkled.

“…I’m pretty tired too. “If it’s a one-on-one battle, I think it’ll be difficult if they come rushing in.”

“if?”

Yeon Ho-jeong showed the letter to Mo Yong-gun.

Mo Yong-gun’s eyes widened.

“A famous family is in Jiangsu?”

“I didn’t know either. “I thought my father was investigating this.”

“They say that in order to plan the world, you must be born with luck. “It’s not that grand, but at least it’s not enough to be a famous person.”

Yeon Ho-jeong stood up.

“I’m just going to take a rest.”

Moyong-gun also stood up.

“It was a lot of hard work. “Go and get some rest.”

“yes.”

“And don’t die. “If you die, this place today will have no meaning.”

“Don’t worry about that. “Even if your whole body is plastered with the Party’s feathers, you will be able to survive.”

“haha! If it’s so pointless, then why is it such a shame? ha ha ha!”

Yeon Ho-jeong picked up the ax that was standing at the entrance.

“I’ll go.”

“Goodbye.”

Yeonhojeong turned and opened the door.

Moyong’s laughter was heard from behind.

His once smiling face changed to indifference.

‘Smile a lot. You are next.’