Wang Jin's face contorted. It was the first ti Hwang Han had seen him frown since he had known him.
Although it was Wang Jin's work, it could not be seen as his own responsibility, but Hwang Han could not be calm.
It was because that was what a person in power was like. Even if the decision was made by the person above, the responsibility was the subordinate's. It didn't matter at all who had planned the work.
Fortunately, Wang Jin soon returned to his cheerful smiling face.
"What about the counterasures?"
"Yes?"
"The counterasures, the counterasures. Surely you haven't not even thought about the counterasures, right?"
Hwang Han, without realizing it, broke out in a cold sweat.
However, he could not readily open his mouth. He had not prepared any counterasures for when things went wrong. He had never even thought that such a thing would happen in the first place.
Wang Jin's eyes widened.
"You really didn't think about it?"
"Th-that's... I'm sorry."
Hwang Han bowed his head as if he would hit his head on the floor. Wang Jin, who was staring at him, shook his head after a while.
"Well, it can happen. For now, straighten your back."
"Th-thank..."
"You can go now."
"Y-yes?"
"I said you can go. Didn't you hear ?"
"Ah, no. Then I'll..."
"Ah, and on your way out, please call Mr. Jo."
As Wang Jin looked for Jo Go, Hwang Han had a flustered face.
"Yes?"
"Co on, you keep making
say it twice. Don't you understand ? Do I speak difficultly?"
"Ah, no. I'm sorry..."
Hwang Han bowed his head again. However, Wang Jin, still with a cheerful smiling face, cut off Hwang Han's words.
"That's enough. Just call Jo Go quickly. You can go now."
"Yes, yes. I understand."
As Hwang Han, whose face had drained of blood, disappeared from the office, Wang Jin finally his face contorted.
'Aish. I should have just gotten a smart guy as the old man said.'
It was a mistake to put a guy who was just carrying a dung cart in front because he was easy to handle. Because of that, the work he had to do just kept increasing. He needed soone else.
'But I think he said not to use Jo Go...'
Although he had looked for Jo Go because he was in a hurry, Wang Shik's words not to use him were on his mind. However, despite his uneasy feeling, he soon shook his head and brushed it off.
'It's just for a little while anyway. I'll just use him temporarily until I find soone else.'
He moved his thoughts back to the problem at hand.
'How do I handle this?'
Putting aside the sixty mbers of the Dark Shadow Brigade, he had not even thought that Yuk Gyeongsa would die.
If it were just so naless martial artist, it would be one thing, but Yuk Gyeongsa was a man whom Wang Shik had put quite a bit of effort into. He might even be reprimanded. His head ached.
Wang Jin, who was pressing his temples, unconsciously brought his eyes to the report. Among the densely packed characters, three characters that particularly stood out caught Wang Jin's eye.
"Moyong Gi. Moyong Gi. Moyong Gi..."
Wang Jin, who had repeated Moyong Gi's na three tis, soon muttered with a mischievous smile.
"I'll rember you. You're welco, right?"
***
Zhuge Yeon woke up and fainted more than a dozen tis a day.
The only fortunate thing was that the ti she was awake gradually began to get longer than the ti she was asleep.
And exactly one month after that incident, she was able to move to so extent.
Although it was still difficult to move without the help of others, Moyong Gi was grateful for even that much. It was because he was finally able to leave the Iron Palm Sect.
It was the sa for the elders of the Orthodox Justice Alliance and the children of the Dragon and Phoenix Inn that they were finally able to move with Zhuge Yeon's recovery. The elders were anxious because they had been away from the Orthodox Justice Alliance for a long ti, and the children were anxious about the upcoming final examination.
The anxious children of the Dragon and Phoenix Inn were finally able to feel relieved at the news of Zhuge Yeon's recovery, but even that did not last long, and this ti a gloomy atmosphere was created.
It was because they had heard late that Zhuge Yeon had not been completely cured. And that gloomy atmosphere continued until today, when they were leaving the Iron Palm Sect.
"Should I stay too?"
Moyong Gi chuckled at the sight of the hesitating So Moogyeol.
"If you do that, your master will try to eat
up, won't he?"
"Aish. Why would my master try to eat you up? My master doesn't do such things."
"Did you forget the deal I made with Sect Leader Hong? The one about sending you to the Sunmu Competition. But if you give up on the Dragon and Phoenix Inn, let alone the Sunmu Competition, he might really try to chew
up."
"I said my master doesn't do such things, right? He would rather beat
up. And if my master tries to chew you up, are you a guy who will be chewed up? You would have chewed him up if you had chewed him up."
"Shut up. Just go quickly. The elders are waiting because you guys aren't moving."
So Moogyeol shut his mouth, glancing at Mokyoung and the others. Woonhyun, who had taken that opportunity, opened his mouth.
"Are you really okay?"
"If I'm not okay, is there another way? Yeon is in that state, so I have to go with her."
Zhuge Yeon, who was looking out the window from the carriage, flinched.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'm not blaming you."
"But..."
"I said it's really okay. Now that you ntion it, what would I do if I stayed at the Dragon and Phoenix Inn? There's nothing to learn."
"But there's the Sunmu Competition. That's what Young Master Moyong was aiming for."
"Forget it. There are plenty of ways for my family to survive even without the Sunmu Competition. If it really bothers you, you can use your head a little. That would be fine."
Woonhyun, who had heard the conversation between the two, did not say anything more.
It was because he had noticed that Moyong Gi would not change his mind no matter what he said. Woonhyun nodded.
"Alright. Then wait a little. We'll be free after the final examination, so I'll co and find you at the Tang family."
Moyong Gi chuckled and nodded.
"Do as you please. I don't know if you'll have ti for that."
The aftermath was left to Tang Somun. Woonhyun, So Moogyeol, and the others would probably find it difficult to see the world for about three years.
However, Woonhyun, who knew nothing, said again with an innocent face.
"Why wouldn't I have ti? Once the final examination is over, ti is what I'll have in abundance for a while. I'll be there soon. Wait."
"Yes, yes."
"It's not yes, yes. I'm really going."
"I said I know. Why do you keep saying the sa thing?"
"Aish, really. I shouldn't have said anything."
Woonhyun grumbled and shook his head, but Cheon Youngyoung, who was talking with Zhuge Yeon, finally looked back at Moyong Gi.
"Please take good care of Yeon."
"You don't have to worry. I'll do well even if you don't tell ."
Cheon Youngyoung nodded. However, she did not forget to add a word out of concern.
"You have to bring her back alive."
"Yes. I'll definitely do that."
At the end of those words, Moyong Gi turned his gaze. He was looking for Myung Jin.
Myung Jin was a step away with Tang Somun, but unlike Tang Somun, with whom he had already finished talking last night, he thought he would have sothing to say.
However, Myung Jin did not even give Moyong Gi a glance, as if he was thinking of sothing.
"That guy is really..."
There was not even an ounce of cuteness.
As Moyong Gi licked his lips, Baek Unseol, who had been watching Johwasim's mood until then, carefully approached.
"Gi."
"Why?"
Baek Unseol glanced at Zhuge Yeon, who was talking with Cheon Youngyoung again, and then lowered her voice.
"Are you really staying?"
"I said I would. How many tis do I have to say it?"
Moyong Gi replied with a sullen face.
At that sight, Baek Unseol bit her lip, but as if she had no intention of giving up, she opened her mouth again.
"Older Brother So might be disappointed."
"What disappointnt. He probably didn't have any expectations in the first place, what a disappointnt."
As Moyong Gi had said, there was a high probability that Moyong So did not have any particular expectations for the Sunmu Competition.
Baek Unseol, who had judged that it was difficult to persuade him with that, pondered for a mont and then soon brought up another matter.
"It might be dangerous. You're not even twenty yet. How can you wander around alone when the martial world is so rough?"
Moyong Gi chuckled.
"Dangerous? ? Ask your master. If I can't wander around, there will be no one in the martial world who can wander around."
"Martial arts is not everything. Experience is the problem. Do you know the martial world?"
He knew. He knew very well. But there was no way to explain it. And he didn't want to argue anymore.
Moyong Gi cut her off coldly.
"Mind your own business. Who are you to say that when I said I'm going? Mind your own business and do your own thing."
"Are you going to talk like that? I'm worried because I'm anxious. In my dream last night..."
Baek Unseol, who had gotten angry, trailed off as if she had realized sothing. Moyong Gi tilted his head.
"What about your dream? Did you have a strange dream or sothing?"
"No, it's nothing."
"What do you an, it's not nothing? Did you dream of
by any chance?"
Baek Unseol shut her mouth. Moyong Gi let out a hollow laugh.
"Wow. I guess it's true. But who gave you permission to dream of ? I didn't even give you permission."
The flustered Baek Unseol's brow furrowed.
"Why do I need your permission for my dream?"
"You said I was in it, right? Then of course you have to get my permission. And I have no intention of giving you permission, so don't dream of
from now on. Got it?"
"I won't. I said I won't. I won't because it's dirty and cheap."
Baek Unseol turned her back, panting. However, she kept glancing back and observing Moyong Gi. However, when there was no reaction from Moyong Gi, Baek Unseol's shoulders slumped.
"Shall we go now?"
Mokyoung looked at Johwasim.
Johwasim, who was staring at Moyong Gi, soon nodded.
"Alright."
Mokyoung took a step forward and looked back at the group.
"Let's go now."
At Mokyoung's words, everyone got on their horses and prepared to leave on a long journey.
However, Myung Jin, who had been silent until now, stepped forward in front of Mokyoung.
"What's the matter?"
As Mokyoung t Myung Jin's eyes, which were full of curiosity, he brought out the conclusion he had finally reached after much thought.
"I'm not going."
"Huh?"
Mokyoung was flustered. Not just Mokyoung, but the entire group had a dumbfounded face.
So Moogyeol, who had co to his senses first, snatched Myung Jin's arm.
"Why are you like that again? What are you going to do if you stay here? The Dragon and Phoenix Inn? Are you going to quit the Dragon and Phoenix Inn?"
Myung Jin, who had glanced at So Moogyeol, looked at the still dumbfounded Mokyoung and opened his mouth again.
"Our Wudang will give up on this Dragon and Phoenix Inn process."
***
Night had fallen. However, Lee Shimhwan could not sleep easily. It was because of the difficult howork that Moyong Gi had left behind.
Lee Shimhwan sat in a chair in his office and looked down at the book that Moyong Gi had left behind.
'Iron Palm Art.'
Lee Shimhwan also had the secret manual of the Iron Palm Art.
However, what Moyong Gi had left behind was completely different. It was because it was a secret manual that contained the insights of Lee Cheolyong, who had opened the Iron Palm Sect a hundred years ago.
'How did that child know that it was there?'
Although he had asked whenever he had a chance, Moyong Gi had kept his mouth shut. And since he couldn't force him to open his mouth, he was helpless. Thanks to that, his headache had increased.
'No. Let's put this aside for now.'
There was a bigger headache.
'If I delay any longer, the due date will co.'
Now was the right ti to leave. There was no more ti to delay. It was because once Hwang Sekyung's due date ca, he would not be able to move for a while.
'I said I would go.'
It was because Moyong Gi had threatened him with the Iron Palm Art, so he had no choice but to agree.
But he had no intention of backing out. It was because what he had received was greater.
But when he thought about leaving, a corner of his heart felt heavy.
At that mont, the door of the office opened with a creak and Hwang Sekyung entered.
Lee Shimhwan quickly hid the secret manual of the Iron Palm Art and looked at Hwang Sekyung.
"What brings you here at this hour?"
(End of Chapter)
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