Episode 474
In the Murim League (8),
Moyong Yeonhwa wanted to scream.
“It’s been a while.”
When we met Yeon Ho-jeong again, her appearance was different from before. Her clothes were torn like rags and her hair was a mess.
But the unique look in his eyes remained the same. No, it was even more impressive than before.
Snow that is so deep and clear that it actually feels cool.
I felt like my inner thoughts would be revealed just by looking into those eyes.
Mo Yong Yeon Hwa hid her feelings and took power.
“I’m meeting Commander Yeon of Uijeong County.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes lit up.
Moyong said with a smile.
“Have you eaten?”
“Your father.”
“You are a distinguished guest. “Tell your subordinates to come and check out the drinking table.”
“yes.”
“Would you like to take a seat too?”
Mo Yong-yeonhwa said with a smile.
“I don’t think it’s the place for a bug like me. “I will do it later when the time comes.”
With those words, Mo Yong-yeonhwa left the room.
Moyong grinned and pointed to the chair.
“Sit down.”
“It’s significant.”
“hmm? “What do you mean?”
Yeon Ho-jeong sat down and said.
“I don’t think I’ve become more humble, but I think I’ve become a much more picky person than I used to be.”
“Daughter?”
“exactly.”
Prince Moyong, who was sitting across from Yeonhojeong, poured the cold tea.
“I started to understand the world. “I recognized that there are many geniuses and monsters.”
“Anyone can do it. “The important thing is whether I admit that I am no better than them.”
“He also admitted it.”
“It’s not easy.”
“Isn’t the only way to progress if you know how to succeed in something that isn’t easy? “There are still some shortcomings, but it is important to take at least one step forward.”
Yeon Ho-jeong quenched his appetite.
‘He was just a fox cub, but now he knows how to hide his fangs.’
Growth is not limited to this area. However, the extent of growth is determined by how the same time is used.
In that respect, it seems like Mo Yong Yeon Hwa didn’t waste the time she spent. Of course, seeing her like that did not please Yeon Ho-jeong very much.
After a while, a small drinking table was set up.
“It’s white wine.”
“Isn’t this your favorite drink?”
“Yes, but I don’t know what it will be like for the matriarch.”
“You drink so much that I tried my hand at it. “At first, it was just harsh, but now I’m enjoying it quite a bit.”
“I guess so.”
“Here, take a drink.”
The two filled each other’s glasses.
“Shall we make a toast to celebrate your safe return?”
“I’m so thankful that I’m crying.”
Jang.
The two people coolly emptied their glasses.
Moyong-gun smiled.
“You are still the same.”
“What do you mean?”
“If I’m poisoned by alcohol, why do I drink so much?”
“Do you mean that I have to worry about such unnecessary things as soon as I encounter them?”
“Hehehe.”
“Aren’t we the ones who use such low-level tricks?”
“Thank you for saying that.”
This also wasn’t sincere.
As there are no political parties in political battles, poisoning a glass of wine can also happen at any time.
Prince Moyong would have applied it again and again if he could have killed Yeonhojeong in that way. It was the same for Yeonho-jeong.
Moves that do not work together are boldly excluded. The two knew each other well as they had been in contact for a long time.
At least it is different from baduk.
“It looks like they did some fighting as soon as they arrived.”
“exactly.”
“With Yeongaju?”
“You are still a big wall.”
Mo Yong-gun’s eyes lit up.
‘I guess so.’
We met several times during public meetings. Although we didn’t have much conversation.
Every time, Prince Moyong was deeply surprised by Yeonwi. This is because each time we met at a meeting, the person was different.
I thought it would still be below me, but it seems that wasn’t the case. If Yeon Ho-jeong says this, he may not be stronger than this guy, but he is not below him.
In other words, there is no difference from who you are now.
‘I thought this guy would join forces with the military while he was away and turn his head around, but that wasn’t the case.’
Prince Moyong knew. How much blood and sweat must a person who has reached his level have to achieve such growth.
He must have experienced the pain of literally losing his breath all the time. He must have reached his current position after overcoming such pain countless times.
Even if such efforts were made, it was their area that could regress rather than grow.
‘Innate talent, hard work, blood and sweat, and heavenly luck must have been there.’
Prince Moyong sighed inwardly.
‘Acknowledge that there are many geniuses and monsters in the world… I have to admit that too.’
The reason Mo Yong-gun was able to reach his current state was not only because of enlightenment, but also because of the ancient martial arts called Noejeonggong and Martial Cheonroe-sik.
The most violent and destructive energy in the world is the thunder energy. His martial arts, which were constantly practiced based on such brain skills, had a different method of development from other martial arts.
Just as you do not have to gain enlightenment to become stronger, you do not necessarily become stronger just by increasing the quality and quantity of your inner energy.
In other words, you can fight or beat a master who has achieved supreme enlightenment just by increasing your inner strength and achieving martial arts itself.
Moyong-gun had two development directions in balance. In some ways, it can be said that he is walking a more difficult path than other unmanned aerial vehicles.
Of course, it might have been more convenient to think about it differently.
“You guys are really rich.”
“Thank you for the compliment.”
“Well, let’s stop talking about it here.”
Moyong-gun’s eyes changed.
“How was it? “What happened in Guangdong?”
“Have you not already received the report from the meeting?”
“I am asking this question not as a member of the Murim Alliance, but as a comrade in arms with whom we have entered into a temporary alliance.”
Comrade in arms.
‘That’s not entirely wrong.’
Prince Moyong’s hatred toward the three religions is frightening. He hated them so much that he even tried to eradicate them, even if it meant postponing the leadership election.
This hatred and blind killing intent certainly helped a lot. At the same time, it was also acting as a shield that made it impossible to know where this person would fall.
This was the reason why Yeonhojeong treated Prince Moyong more cautiously than before.
“First of all, a man named Hong Gwan, who was disguised as Yang Cheon’s disciple, was a Sejak sent from Saeumgyo and his name was Yaryuljeok.”
Yeon Ho-jeong told me without hesitation what happened in Guangdong and how things were handled.
Of course, I left out the fact that Buddhist monks live in Foshan, Guangdong. The public ambassador may have already told you about it, but there was a high probability that he did not know. To put it bluntly, there was no reason to make public ambassadors uncomfortable.
“Well, I see.”
Mo Yong said with an admiring face.
“I thought they would handle it well, but they really destroyed it. “Good job.”
At least what he said was sincere.
Yeon Ho-jeong shrugged his shoulders.
“The work is not completely finished yet. “This mission can only be completed when Guangdong is properly stabilized.”
“It will be fine. “I don’t think you could have figured it out.”
Moyong shakes his head.
But he was caught up in one question.
‘I didn’t reveal everything.’
Moyong felt it intuitively. Yeon Ho-jeong did not tell every little detail about what happened in Guangdong.
Well, that might be natural. Because he would have done the same.
However, I noticed that some places that should have been discussed in the process of unraveling the case other than personal history were left blank.
For example, it was questionable how he persuaded high-ranking officials in Guangdong.
‘Guangdong’s left-po government doesn’t really like the martial arts group.’
I don’t know about other regions, but ability is absolutely necessary to handle the affairs of Seungseonpojeongsa in Guangdong Province. This is not a position that can be obtained by paying a bribe.
Prince Moyong also did his own research on the Left Pojeongsa in Guangdong Province before this expedition.
‘This is a seed that can never be appeased by force. Bribery doesn’t work if you’re a martial artist. He must be someone with strong pride.’
How could someone like that be appeased?
‘Could it be that this guy has a separate connection to the official?’
That may be so. However, Prince Moyong thought that the possibility was small.
No matter how much of a monster Yeon Ho-jeong is, it is absurd to make connections with government officials while dealing with the secrets of the three religions and correcting the public sentiment in Guangdong.
This was a matter of time before ability. Even if it were the Emperor of the World, he wouldn’t be able to make up time that wasn’t there and line up the government officials.
‘Or did you have a relationship with a government official before that?’
He too is skeptical. If that were the case, he wouldn’t have sent himself to meet the provincial commander in the process of defeating the Shinhwa cult’s warlords.
‘Of course, I have some kind of relationship with the female engineer… but that alone doesn’t explain it.’
Prince Moyong was almost certain.
‘There will be no one connected to the government. In other words, he tried to appease Left Pujeongsa in a way that was not told to me.’
And that is something Yeon Ho-jeong would never be able to do alone.
Contrary to his feelings, Moyong did not erase his smile.
“What about crying?”
“You mean Commander Tangma?”
“That’s right.”
“I’m healthy. “Unlike others, he is a good and sound person.”
“Hehehe, this guy is quite easy-going. “He’s a guy who will do his job no matter where he sits.”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes lit up.
yes. Even if I sit in the position of the Murim Lord, I will still do my part.
“I think I will be doing many things with Commander Tangma in the future. Please take care of me.”
“her! “Why should you say something like that to me?”
“He is your younger brother. No matter how upstanding he is, how could he ignore his words? “What’s more, he is the head of the family.”
“Hehehe.”
For some reason, I felt better.
At least Yeon Ho-jeong’s evaluation of Mo Yong-woo was sincere. Moyong-gun also read it, so he was able to smile selflessly.
“Let’s have another drink.”
“Let’s do that.”
The two people emptied their glasses in exchange for one another.
After half an hour of examination.
Moyong asked with a rather dull face.
“Have you ever thought about it?”
“What do you mean?”
“Really people. “Is there any other reason why you came to Meng first, leaving the affairs of Guangdong in charge of Wu?”
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes lit up.
“You mean three.”
“That’s right.”
His face was flushed from drinking, but the moment the word “Sejak” came out of his mouth, Moyong’s eyes cooled.
“He may be like an insect, but he has one ability that cannot help but be acknowledged. “It’s really not easy to completely hide oneself in a place where so many sect owners gather.”
It’s not that easy. No amount of mental strength would be able to withstand that pressure.
At least in terms of mental strength, he will be as good as anyone else.
“You still don’t know whether it will be like bugs or b*stards, right?”
Moyonggun’s eyes sparkled with fire.
“Do you think it’s not just one person?”
“I think we should keep the possibility open. However, I believe the probability of more than one is low.”
“I guess so.”
Moyong-gun, who was fiddling with his drink glass, asked as if he was throwing it away.
“How do you plan to catch it?”
There is no leading role in this operation to oust Sejak. Everyone will have to jump in and catch him.
However, Yeon Ho-jeong’s wisdom was different from others. There is nothing bad about hearing it.
Yeon Ho-jeong put down his glass.
“I don’t know how to catch it yet, but I thought about where to start before analyzing it.”
“You tell me.”
“We have to dig up the past.”
There was disappointment on Mo Yong’s face.
“Isn’t that obvious? In fact, the Zhuge military conducted a background investigation on the Dukes before that idiot from Teng Tianqiao made the bombshell statement.”
“It’s not at that level.”
“if?”
“Until the time of initiation.”
“…?!”
Mo Yong-gun’s face hardened.
Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes looked particularly transparent as he rested his chin.
“When did you enter the profession, what martial arts did you learn, who did you meet, and how did you become a scholar? “I think we need to thoroughly understand all of that history.”
“What do you mean?”
“That’s right. We can’t rule out the possibility that he was a member of the Three Schools from a very young age before joining the sect.”
