Chapter 690: 690
"Losing…"
Bop Jeong's eyes sank profoundly.
"You're saying the defeated came themselves?”
"Yes, sir."
Bop Kye peeked into the face of the room manager. Even though I knew that it would be hard to see what he was thinking just by his expression.
Bop Jeong also memorized Sir with his eyes closed with an unknown face.
It may seem impolite at first glance to fall into the line with a person in front of you. But Bop Kye, who has been with him for a long time, knew this was what Bop Jeong was doing when he was making a deep reason.
After a while, Bop Jeong slowly opened his eyes and looked at Bop Kay.
"What was the reaction of Gupa?"
"I feel uneasy."
said Bop Kye, breathing out long. His eyes were gloomy.
"Of course, there was a lot of reaction at each of the gates. There were Moonpa who openly showed hostility, and there were places where they showed great interest in Chun Woo-men. But in common, I didn't seem to know how to respond to this situation."
"I suppose so."
Bop Jeong smiled with a slightly complicated look and asked.
"What did you think?"
"Do you mean the League of Heaven?"
"Yeah."
Bop Kye thought for a moment and frowned.
It was the same for him to be confused about the existence of the Heavenly Fellow.
"More powerful than I thought, less threatening than I thought…"….”
Bop Kye, who had said a few words while organizing his thoughts, eventually shook his head and confessed honestly.
"I don't know. Bangjang, how they will affect this powerhouse."
Bop Jeong smiled and nodded.
"I see."
"…What are you thinking?”
"What do you mean?"
"Shouldn't we come up with a plan?"
"Hehe. You're saying something unique. They didn't even cause a problem for the powerhouse, so what do you mean they're taking measures?"
"It's late to get into trouble."
Bop Jeong just laughed at Bop Kye's worried voice.
"I suppose so, but it won't happen."
“…….”
"As long as the hero of the Heavenly Federation is in charge of the long-running writer of Hwasan, there will be nothing else to worry about in you and the rest of the world. He is not a man who pursues the overthrow."
Listening to Bop Jeong, Bop Kye thought of Hyun Jong in his head.
'Definitely…'
Hwasan's disciples are certainly not like apostles. However, Hyun Jong felt the character of an orphaned dog. It was hard to imagine that such a man would seek a throne, causing a stir.
"The problem is on the other side."
"…Yes?"
Influence doesn't mean I'm asleep just because I don't want to wield it. If you stay still, it spreads on its own, and it shakes the surroundings.”
"What do you mean…….”
"People are more sensitive to rumors than you think."
Bop Jeong smiled a bit bitterly and shook his head small.
"If you were impressed by the thunderstorm, others would have felt the same way. As the rumor spreads, it is natural that there will be a procession of people who try to line up the blind even if the thunderstorm doesn't move."
"Definitely……."
"If someone gets it like that, of course someone is bound to get it. I don't expect those who lost to remain silent."
Bop Jeong looked at the lantern with his drooping eyes.
"What happened to the meeting of the long writers I mentioned the other day?”
"We've got a call saying we'll all be there. But…… the shaman hasn't heard back yet.""Well, man.”
Bop Jeong shook his head.
Heo Do-jin doesn't know how he feels right now, but the leader of one clique needs to know how to hide his feelings.
"In the end, a shaman will come, so call everyone in as soon as possible.”
"Yes, sir."
"Amitabha Buddha."
Shadows fell in Bop Jeong's eyes, which left disapproval.
We can still crack down on Goofilebang and Oh Dae-sega.’
Obviously this is a big opportunity for Shaolin. In this situation, even the Moon faction, who secretly antagonized and ignored Shaolin, would have no choice but to listen to what Shaolin's words.
It was a good opportunity to make up for the performance of the past.
But…….
"It's not just Gufa and the Five Tales that have been affected by this."
And the name "defeated" kept getting caught.
Jang Nilso.
The low disapproval rang once again.
"Call the opening and ask for a communication if anything unusual happens."
"Okay, sir."
Bop Jeong nodded slowly to the quick response.
It was breathtakingly still like the night before the storm.
Yet
* * *
"What's all this?"
Chung-Myung opened his eyes wide looking at the huge luggage piled up inside the prose.
"Where else are we going? It hasn't been long since the dogfight! Who else do you want to sell to?"
"…It's not like that."
Looking back, it was Chung-Myung who refused to stop Hyun Jong, saying he didn't have to go all the time. However, such memories have long been erased from Chung-Myung's head.
Yoon-Jong said with a shrug.
"It's a gift."
"Huh? A gift?"
"Yes, a dog's gift."
Then Jo-Gol, who approached him before he knew it, tilted his head.
"Now that the dogfight is over, what's the gift?"
"It was brought by those who visited Hwasan in person, and it was a gift from shops in the island and shops in other provinces around it."
"Huh?"
Yoon-Jong also laughed as if he was dumbfounded.
"It looks like other small and medium-sized gatekeepers on the island have sent gifts, and this isn't all. People carrying gifts have been coming in since this morning."
"Hey……."
Jo-Gol exclaimed in admiration. But standing next to him, Chung-Myung was more calm than I thought.
"Aren't you surprised?"
"What?"
"This kind of gift keeps coming."
"What a clear sound."
Chung-Myung smirked at the ever-packing load.
This used to be a routine.’
At that time, people were hired separately to classify goods coming to Hwasan.
The influence of literary circles called prestigious is beyond imagination. So it was no wonder that there were so many people who wanted to somehow relate to them and make a good impression like stars in the sky.
It is the same reason that gifts are constantly filled in the homes of high-ranking masterpieces.
"Your face must be smiling again."
"It looks like you've got a place in the warehouse.
"You may be getting used to it now."
"…Don't even ask for that."
Yoon-jong grinned and changed the subject.
"Get ready if you've seen it roughly. The Lord said that celadon and white porcelain boats must gather in the great smoke and mirrors of the city of Inshi."
"Oh, I heard that. Then why are we gathering all of a sudden? I used to train at my own convenience other than morning training."
"I think I'll learn to check up."
"Check-up?"
Yoon-Jong nodded.
"Wasn't there a check-up in the last non-duty class?""……I don't know."
"I think I'm going to learn the checkup that came out then."
"Now I'm here. Why the check-up all of a sudden?"
Jo-Gol asked with a look of incomprehension. Yoon-Jong kicked his tongue with pity.
"Think about it. Didn't we have a group battle this time fighting Dave?"
"Yes, I did."
"At that time, we had our own camp and worked together, but if we could have done a proper check-up, we could have done a much better battle. Ungum Sasukjo must have felt a lot from the battle."
"Oh……."
Jo-Gol nodded.
"Then the fact that Sasukjo, the Ungum, has rarely been seen in a while…….”
"Yes, you must have interpreted and studied checkups in your spare time despite the whole busy schedule. He's amazing. I understand you didn't forget your training."
"Oh, no, not even ten bodies."
Jo-Gol flung his tongue with a slightly sick and tired face.
They don't have to go anywhere and try, but the ungum is doing more than they are. It does not neglect individual training, teaches students, researches checkups, and even operates a white market.
I was suspicious that he slept well.
"If the examination is so good, we should have learned it first. If it's five, it's possible to have a checkup, right? That would have saved me a lot of trouble.”
"Check-up?"
"Yes."
"We?"
The conversation stopped for a moment. Yoon-jong and Jo-Gol, who were facing each other with strange eyes, turned to one side.
"What?"
“…….”
"Why are you looking at me?"
Chung-Myung glared and the two turned their eyes slightly.
"A check-up with that guy?’
There's no way we're in sync.
Considering that the examination is what the campers do by turning around like cogwheels, that monan cog can't work properly.
He'll try to run out whenever he can.
Chung-Myung said with a sullen look in their eyes.
"You keep blaming me, what do you think would work without me?”
"It's……."
Come to think of it, this was also true.
First of all, Yoo-Esul doesn't seem to be working properly with the checkup.
Baek Cheon은…… but I'm sure at some point your eyes are spinning and running.
Jo-Gol is…….
"Why do you look at me like that, death penalty?"
"No. Nothing."
Yoon-jong grinned.
Let's give up.
The check-up is frozen. I've been fighting well without it! That's enough!
"Anyway, Sasukjo seems to have thought it was right to learn about the examination."
"Then you have to learn."
Jo-Gol spoke lightly.
"Yeah, you get ready. You are……."
Yoon-Jong looked at Chung-Myung with glum eyes.
"……I don't think you have to come."
"What? Are you discriminating against people?"
"Come on, Chung-Myung. Think about it in your head."
"Huh?"
"They're all doing checkups. And in front of them, enemies flock."
"Yes."
"Then where do you think you are?"
"In front of you."
"With whom?"
"Alone."
Yoon-Jong nodded with a smile.
"Yeah. You seem to understand what I'm saying."
“…….”
"So I'll see you later. Let's go, girl."
"Yes, death penalty!"
Chung-Myung smirked as he saw the two people moving apart.
A check-up.
It's not a bad choice. So far, Ogum has been the main force in the fight, but in the future, other Hwasan's disciples will also have more opportunities to bear swords.In that case, a check-up will definitely help.
Basically, gin is not an attack but a means of defense. If Hawsan's students can do a proper examination, they'll definitely reduce the sacrifice.
Chung-Myung rubbed the tip of his nose with his finger, guessing how Ungum would have started his checkup training.
I don't really need to order anything now.’
In the meantime, they had to make them notice it somehow or deliver what they needed to do next to their superiors. But now everyone is finding out what to do next on their own.
This means that Hwasan has begun to roll completely as a door-to-door faction.
Chung-Myung smiled quietly, feeling a corner of his chest filled.
"But……."
Of course there were things that bothered me. Chung-Myung, who alternated between the mountain of gifts and the scenery of Hwasan, frowned slightly.
'There's no way it's going this smoothly.’
There was less backlash than he expected.
Because Chun Woo-mang is stronger than expected?
'No way.'
Hawasan in the past may have been stronger than the four clans who make up the thunderstorm now combined. All the more so given the difference between the clique and the coalition.
Nevertheless, he had to suffer from all kinds of obstacles and envy.
But those greedy things just aiding and abetting the current Cheonwoo-men.
'That's never gonna happen.’
Chung-Myung's footsteps busily headed toward prose.
'There's definitely something going on.’
Now it is Hwasan's job to train and be strong, and Chung-Myung's job is to solve the problems facing Hwasan.
"I'll have to see Mr. Beggar.”
Chung-Myung ran down the mountain with a cheerful walk.
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