Record of the Dragon Chapter 61

"Thanks to you, I'm relieved. Thank you very much."

"What's there to be thankful for. It's only natural."

"Not at all. I was wondering what to do because the atmosphere in Hunan Province has been unsettling these days, but I feel like a great burden has been lifted now that the elders of the Orthodox Justice Alliance have co in person."

Lee Shimhwan, who was expressing his gratitude to Mokyoung, had a friendly impression.

However, because he had learned the Iron Palm, which was a type of external martial art, his body was so thick that it looked obese, so he also looked a little intimidating.

However, even that could not hide his characteristic good-natured face. It was a likable face.

'He said he was also good-looking when he was young, and it was true.'

He had thought it was just sothing he said, but it wasn't. It was a face that would attract won.

'By the way, where did Aunt Hwang go?'

As Moyong Gi looked around because he couldn't see Hwang Sekyung, Zhuge Yeon poked him in the side.

"Why are you so distracted? The adults are talking."

Moyong Gi straightened his posture with an embarrassed face. Yang Sosam, who was on the opposite side, chuckled.

"You brat, are you already living under her thumb?"

At Yang Sosam's words, the attention of the room was focused.

At this, Zhuge Yeon's face turned red, while Moyong Gi grinned and replied.

"They say losing is winning."

"Huh? What does that an again? If you lose, you lose."

"They say there's sothing like that. They say only married n know."

Tang Hwagi, who was the only married person in the group, slapped his knee.

"That's right. I don't know who it is, but they know sothing."

Lee Shimhwan showed interest in Moyong Gi.

"Who...?"

"Ah. It's Moyong Gi."

"Moyong Gi? The Moyong family?"

"That's right."

Lee Shimhwan's eyes widened a little. It was a surprised face.

Lee Shimhwan himself had lived in the Dragon and Phoenix Inn. So he knew well that it was difficult to enter the Ascending Dragon Class unless you were a rising generation martial artist of the Nine Sects One Gang and the Five Great Families.

"Amazing."

"You think so too, right? Our in-law is a bit amazing."

Tang Hwagi had a face that said he was dying of affection. He would occasionally call Tang Somun to check on his progress, and it was because he could see him growing day by day.

However, Lee Shimhwan's eyes sank a little.

"I see."

He thought that he had benefited from the Tang family. His good impression of Moyong Gi was greatly diluted.

At that mont, the door opened stealthily, and a woman who was in her last month of pregnancy entered with refreshnts. Moyong Gi's eyes widened.

"Huh?"

"Why again?"

So Moogyeol reacted first while Zhuge Yeon flinched from the previous experience. However, Moyong Gi shook his head.

"No, nothing."

In the anti, the woman who had served the refreshnts approached Lee Shimhwan's side. Lee Shimhwan introduced the woman.

"This is my wife."

"I am Hwang Sekyung."

Hwang Sekyung bowed her head gracefully.

"It's a pleasure to et you. Sect Leader Lee, your wife is very beautiful."

Lee Shimhwan, who was replying to Yang Sosam's words, could not erase the smile that was revealed on his face.

"Thank you."

"What's there to be thankful for. By the way, your wife is..."

"Yes. I'm having a child this ti."

"Oh. Congratulations."

Starting with Yang Sosam, words of congratulations poured in from all sides. Lee Shimhwan could not hide his happy expression.

Zhuge Yeon, who had first offered her congratulations, poked Moyong Gi once more.

"What are you doing?"

Moyong Gi glanced at Zhuge Yeon and then offered his congratulations with a slightly reluctant face.

"Congratulations."

***

Moyong Gi, who could not sleep even late at night, his brow furrowed.

"What's going on?"

From what he had heard from Lee Shimhwan in the past, the Iron Palm Sect had suffered a disaster when his son was five years old. At a rough estimate, it should have been at least five more years. The timing was not right.

Moyong Gi scratched his cheek.

"Was I just being overanxious?"

He felt embarrassed for no reason. However, he soon shook his head.

"No. It's better to be safe than sorry. Just in case."

If it were soone else, it would be one thing, but he didn't want Lee Shimhwan and Hwang Sekyung to go through the sa thing.

If possible, he wanted to push them far away. He had received too much from them.

"By the way, why isn't this coming?"

As soon as he finished his words, he felt a familiar presence.

So Moogyeol approached quickly, leaving a dizzying afterimage.

"You're here?"

So Moogyeol's face contorted.

"Is that all?"

"Let's hear what you have to say first."

"You rotten bastard."

So Moogyeol glared. However, he soon began to unravel the words he had prepared.

"I looked into it, and it seems that quite a few extremist groups have co in."

"A lot?"

"Yeah. They said it's usually two or three groups a month, but five groups have co in within the last half a month."

"Wow. Five groups? What about the numbers? Did you find out the numbers too?"

So Moogyeol nodded.

"They said it's about two hundred."

"Two hundred..."

Moyong Gi's face hardened.

'Can I handle this?'

If it was a proper combat unit, a few elders of the Orthodox Justice Alliance would never be able to handle it. Even if he was added, it would be the sa.

It was possible to catch and kill the enemy. However, the goal was not to win against the enemy, but to protect the Iron Palm Sect.

So Moogyeol, watching his mood, spoke.

"By the way, is there any problem with the extremist groups? My kids said they didn't see anything special."

"It's nothing. You don't have to worry."

"A guy who says there's nothing to worry about is nagging like that? Instead of doing that, just tell . What is it?"

"I'm not sure yet either. I'll tell you when it becos a little clearer."

So Moogyeol's face contorted. However, he soon straightened his face and brought out another matter.

"By the way, was there any problem with the Alliance Leader?"

"The Alliance Leader? Why the Alliance Leader?"

"Look at this guy's way of talking. What's with the Alliance Leader, the Alliance Leader? Is the Alliance Leader your friend?"

"Stop with the useless talk and just say your business."

"Aish. This temper."

So Moogyeol shook his head. However, he eventually brought out his business.

"Our elder said that the Alliance Leader also agreed to our dispatch this ti. My master told

to ask you."

"Hey, you punk! Why are you asking that now? When was that!"

"Was there even a chance to ask? You were blowing a cold wind with an unhappy face the whole way. I'd be able to ask well. So what happened?"

He had a guess as to why Jinsan had done that.

'That old man is so narrow-minded.'

It was sothing he had expected since he had refused Jinsan's proposal. No, he had already been prepared. However, he couldn't help but feel his anger welling up.

'I should just ram into him.'

Even if it wasn't to that extent, it seed that so kind of arrangent was needed. However, he had to endure it for now.

Moyong Gi shook his head.

"What do you an, what happened? Nothing happened."

"Then why is the Alliance Leader like that? After talking to the Strategist Zhuge and everything."

"Why are you asking ? How would I know that."

"Aish. This guy doesn't answer anything properly."

Moyong Gi slapped So Moogyeol's back.

"Ouch! Why are you hitting ?"

"What's the big deal with this. By the way, gather the kids tomorrow morning."

"Huh? Why the kids?"

"Let's go on a picnic for a change. And watch so Beijing opera."

"What's with the Beijing opera in the midst of this..."

So Moogyeol, who was grumbling, suddenly his eyes narrowed.

"You bastard. Surely you didn't make

do that because you wanted to go see a Beijing opera with Yeon, right?"

Moyong Gi was so dumbfounded that he let out a faint laugh.

***

"No. The rank of pri minister has reached the rank of duke, and his glory has been added to the corner, and his position has already reached the highest. It is not in accordance with the principles to ascend to the throne again now."

At Xun You's words, Cao Cao suddenly got angry.

"Are you trying to emulate Xun Yu!"

Then, curses flew in from all sides.

"Th-that!"

"Have you seen such a guy who wouldn't be cool even if you beat him to death!"

The audience who was watching got excited. It was because in the Beijing opera of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, which had recently started to beco popular, Cao Cao was the most hated villain.

'Hmm.'

As the audience's agitation grew, the actor who was playing the role of Cao Cao flinched and watched his mood. At worst, stones would fly in from all sides. Although it wasn't a threat, it was annoying. Fortunately, thanks to the firm warning in advance, such a misfortune did not happen.

'Phew.'

The actor let out a sigh of relief and continued his acting. It was because it seed that there would be no such misfortune today.

However, the real problem was not sothing like stones.

"That bastard is real!"

Woonhyun got excited as if he would draw his sword at any mont. So Moogyeol clung to him with all his might.

"Why are you getting so excited!"

"What do you an, why? Aren't you angry after seeing that? You're telling

to endure after seeing that?"

"Don't you know what a Beijing opera is? This is just acting!"

"What's that? I've only lived in the countryside, so I don't know such things!"

Leaving the two who were struggling, Zhuge Yeon, Cheon Youngyoung, and Tang Somun moved far away. It was too embarrassing. They pretended not to know and looked away.

However, Moyong Gi, without even giving a glance, watched the actors with a serious face.

'Not bad.'

You can tell by looking at their feet. Their steps were light, but he felt a sense of strength. It was the footwork of a martial artist who had trained for a long ti.

'Two hundred?'

Although he hadn't looked around other places, Moyong Gi was sure.

It was because it was their thod that he had experienced countless tis before his return.

'They said it would be five years later?'

Sothing was wrong. Sothing was off. This was not the past that Moyong Gi rembered.

'This is crazy, really.'

Moyong Gi scratched his head in annoyance. It was because if there were two hundred martial artists of this level, there was no way for the Iron Palm Sect to avoid disaster.

"Why are you like that? Are you also angry after seeing that?"

Zhuge Yeon glanced at So Moogyeol and Woonhyun and stealthily approached. Moyong Gi shook his head without even looking.

"No."

"Then why are you like that? With a face full of annoyance."

"I have sothing to think about."

"What are you thinking about with such a face?"

"There's sothing like that. By the way, let's go now."

"Already? The Beijing opera isn't over yet."

"Then you watch it all and co with the kids. I'll go first."

And then, as if there was nothing more to see, he turned his body without any lingering attachnt.

"Huh?"

Zhuge Yeon, who was flustered, quickly moved her feet and caught up with Moyong Gi. And then, she pouted her lips and grumbled with a dissatisfied tone.

"What is it? How can you just go like that?"

"Sorry. My thoughts are a bit complicated."

"So what are you thinking about? Just tell ."

Moyong Gi looked back at Zhuge Yeon.

"Do you know that?"

"What?"

"That a clingy woman is not attractive."

"Yes?"

Her flustered face was cute. Although he always felt it, it was new every ti he saw it. It was a face that lived alone in the world.

'No. Does she live with Unseol?'

If he had the leisure, he wanted to just look at her all day. But now was not the ti.

Moyong Gi, who was about to move his feet again, suddenly grabbed Zhuge Yeon's wrist.

"Huh? Why..."

"Oops."

An old man with white hair staggered in the place where Zhuge Yeon had been just a mont ago.

Zhuge Yeon was startled.

"Oh my! Grandpa, are you okay?"

The mont Zhuge Yeon was about to take a step towards the old man, Moyong Gi once again grabbed Zhuge Yeon's wrist.

Zhuge Yeon looked back at Moyong Gi.

"Why?"

"Let's just go."

"Yes?"

"I said let's go."

And then, he led Zhuge Yeon and left the scene.

"Huh? Just a mont... no, let go of this."

However, Moyong Gi did not react at all.

Moyong Gi's face, as he moved his feet, was terribly contorted.

'Damn it! What am I supposed to do if that old monster cos too!'