Chapter 183

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Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 183. Oh My God. What's Going on Here? (3)

Everyone looked alternately at the big hall and Jo-Gol.

The unfocused gaze goes back and forth between the two places. Jo-Gol, who became the main character of the gaze, coughed low with his fist in his mouth.

"Here?"

"Yes."

"Here?"

"Hey!"

The impatient Jo-Gol kicked Chung Myung off.

"Why! Is it strange that I am a child of the house I live in?"

"Very much."

"Greatly."

"It's really weird, Jo-Gol."

When even Baek Chun looked at himself as if could not believe it, Jo-Gol bowed his head.

'I call these people brother disciple.'

He feel something burning in his eyes.

"Jo-Gol, be honest with me. Is this really your house?"

"No, I’m...”

Jo-Gol eventually grabbed his head when even Yoon Jong asked in a tone of disbelief. . Yoon Jong said with a puzzled look on his face.

"Oh, but you told me your house was a small merchant."

"...it's a bit difficult to tell."

"Well, it was a perfect match, and I believed it."

"No, do I look so empty? Is it that weird?"

"Oh, no. I'm not saying it's weird...…."

"You're are strange while saying it! Just now!"

"Uh... can you see that?"

Yoon Jong is visibly embarrassed.

And the reaction made Jo-Gol even sadder.

Chung Myung, who had then been kicked to the air, quickly returns to his place.

"No, no. It's possible. Such a thing is common. The despised son of a prosperous family couldn't stand it and left home.…."

"Krrtt……." (I’m sorry ahaha not good with onomatopoeia and still not find a fitting list for it.)

Baek Chun grits his teeth and shakes.

"Oh, it wasn't about Sasuk."

"You're a piece of shit!"

It seems that he could hear his inner noise inside.

"Who dares to make such a noise at the door of Sahaesanghwe?"

The huge door burst open and an old man with a sharp impression popped out. Then he shot at Mount Hua's disciples with a sharp gaze.

And then...….

"Huh? What? Y- Young Master!"

‘Young Master... .. Young Master.’

Chung Myung whispered to Yoon Jong.

"Did I hear it right?"

"I think so. It makes me want to dig my ears."

The old man rushed to Jo-Gol.

"No! No! You're not a young master! You’re Confucius! Confucius! Oh my God, I can't believe you've become such a person!"

Chung Myung whispered again.

"I think Sichuan uses the word 'honor' in a different way."

"I think so, too. Isn't it a dialect?"

"I can hear you, I can hear you!"

Jo-Gol shook and stared at the two men. But in the eyes of the old man, the other Mount Hua's disciples were invisible. The old man hugged Jo-Gol as if he was about to burst into tears.

"You're back safely, Confucius! Really!"

"G-Gramps! Calm down!"

Chung Myung whispers again.

"You must be a real family child. You're talking informally to your grandfather."

"Well, that's really... No, wait. That's not what we are talking about, is it?"

Even in the midst of it, Yoon Jong glares as if he can't pass this.

"Hey, over here! Tell him now that Confucius is back! Right now!"

The old man's loud voice rushed the servants inside.

Chung Myung peered at Jo-Gol, who was preoccupied with calming down his grandfather with his tongue. 

No matter how he looks at it, he can't believe that Jo-Gol was the son of such a rich family.

"Yoon Jong Sahyung. Do you have any hidden background? Like a high-ranking official?"

"...I'm an orphan."

"Yes, that's the usual."

It's weird.

It was not until the reunion of tears continued for a long time that the old man began to pay attention to them.

"What about these people?"

"They are my Sasuk and Sahyung."

"Ah!"

Baek Chun has moved toward the old man.

"I'm Baek Chun, the second-class disciple of Mount Hua. I have unexpectedly visited Sajil family. First of all, I apologize for not being able to give a head up and making the sudden visit here.”

"No! How could you say that? Thank you so much for coming here."

The old man take a glance at them and said.

"Since you went to Mount Hua, I have been very worried because you have not contacted me for many years. If it wasn't for the lord, I would have visited you several times already."

Jo-Gol shook his hand as if he were dying of awkwardness and pushed the old man away.

"Let's go in first. It's not polite to keep your Sasuk here."

"Oh, I must have been so happy that I had lost my mind for a while. Go ahead and eat!"

The old man led them into Sahaesanghwe. The minds of the Mount Hua disciples passing through the large main gate were united.

‘I think it's bigger than Mount Hua gate.'

'I've never seen such a magnificent house in my life.'

'Oh my God, people look different.'

Mount Hua's disciples are sensitive to money because they live without it. As a result, it felt like a radiance was coming from Jo-Gol, a child of such a family.

And

"Gol-ah!"

Their eyes saw two people rushing out on their socks. They was a middle-aged woman in a silk archer and a mature man in a red silk robe.

At this point, they can't help but notice the identity of those two.

A middle-aged woman jumps in and hugs Jo-Gol.

"You indifferent bastard! Why are you here now!"

"I'm sorry, Mother."

A middle-aged man put his hands behind his back and shook his head. Perhaps he is holding back his tears.

It was....

The surrounding environment is too flashy to express harmony...… Anyway, it's a rather warm sight.

Like a folding screen, three orphans and a runaway popped veins on their foreheads.

'That's not fair, really!'

‘I thought we were in the same boat.'

'Traitor! Traitor!'

Even Chung Myung trembled at the sight.

‘Someone was born for the second and still became a beggar!'

‘It would have been ten times easier to get here if I were born in a family like this!’

And so, one Mount Hua’s disciples met his family again.

The remaining four Mount Hua’s disciples were distressed by the happiness of the Sahyung.

* * *

"……I mean."

Chung Myung stares at the feast in front of him, then raises his head and glares at Jo-Gol.

Jo-Gol recoiled at that gaze.

"You must have had a lot of money."

"……."

"Oh, I didn't know that, you rich boy! That's right, you were a Young Master! I don't even know that!"

Jo-Gol coughs loudly.

"Everyone is the same brother disciple when they enter sect. What's so important about the family?"

"It's important! I don't have a home!"

"Me too."

"Neither am I."

"Uh, I, uh...…."

Baek Chun hesitated a little, and Chung Myung nodded as if sympathizing.

"Sasuk are fine. Sasuk was kicked out."

"I came out on my feet! On my feet!"

Chung Myung shuddered, neatly ignoring Baek Chun's excuse.

"You've got so much money and you didn't add a penny to Mount Hua's collapse, right?"

"Argh! How old am I to spend my family's money? Is that my money? Is it my money?"

"You can ask them a favor! We could make a living with that alone!"

"Traitor."

"Deceitful."

Jo-Gol's insides were turned upside down by the sharp eyes of the Sahyung.

They say that because they don’t understand it.

At that time, if Jo-Gol had sent a message asking for support with the family's money, his father would have immediately rushed to Mount Hua and dragged him back to Sichuan.

His father is also a merchant.

Where there is no value for investment, he is not the type to spend even a single penny.

"Anyway."

When Jo-Gol was in so much trouble, Baek Chun went intervened.

"Let's not push people too hard. We just misunderstood, and I don't think he tried to hide it."

But the public opinion was not very good.

"See how the children of the family help each other!"

"Here are the orphans."

"Here we are."

Baek Chun coughed with a flushed face.

"No, it's not that! This isn't the point right now. The important thing is to find a way to enter Yunnan! Don't you think so?"

"Huh!"

Chung Myung, who was thinking about responded one more time by saying, "Even if Mount Hua collapses, there is a place to go back to," eventually held it in with a whining sound.

"So what does your father say?"

"I haven't spoken to him yet."

"……why?"

"It's a little...."

Jo-Gol sighs deeply.

"The deadline I originally promised to be in Mount Hua has already passed. As scheduled, I should have already returned to the family last year to help with the family affairs."

"Then why didn't you go?"

"It's ……."

Because you showed up.

But he doesn't want to say this to Chung Myung.

"Anyway, that's what happened. So my father now thinks I'm back in the family completely. I think we need to clear up that misunderstanding."

"No, it's fine. We just need to go without you."

"What are you talking about? I am a disciple of Mount Hua! I'll go to Yunnan together even if I die!"

"What's the use of a man of high rank?"

Chung Myung shrugs.

Then Yoon Jong asks secretly.

"Is Jo-Girl's status very high?"

"Tsk, tsk. Sahyung. Can't you tell? I don't know where we are, but the scale shows that they are not far behind Eunha Merchant Guild. Then Jo-Gol Sahyung is at least Young Master at Eunha Merchant Guild! That's right! He must be the same as Young Master Hwang Jong!"

Chung Myung spoke sternly and pointed to Jo-Gol.

"So Jo-Gol is at least the same as Young Master Hwang Jong... Wait. Thinking like this, it doesn't seem like a big deal, right?"

"Right?"

"I feel that way, too."

When they think of Hwang Jong, who is groveling to the ground when he come to Mount Hua, the evaluation begins to plunge.

"Oh, that's not a big deal."

"I thought it was something great."

"Ha. Jo-Gol looks friendly again."

It was Mount Hua's disciples who casually said things that would have made Hwang Jong bubbled and flipped over if he had heard of it.

And in response, Jo-Gol began to tremble.

It was burdensome when he was being praised, but when he was ignored again, he got strangely angry.

"Well, anyway."

Jo-Gol sighs and says.

"I'm going to have dinner with my family later, so I'll ask them how to head to Yunnan, Sasuk."

"I see."

Baek Chun nodded.

"It may not be easy, but I look forward to your kind cooperation. Whether we negotiate with Namman Yasugung Clan or hide in the native land of Jamokcha, we have to be vigilant from the beginning to avoid being noticed."

"I know."

"If there's anything we need to do, feel free to tell me."

"Yes, Sasuk!"

Jo-Gol, who took at his Sahyungs, sighed low.

"Then……."

"Ah, Sahyung."

"Huh?"

"Have your men put some alcohol in here."

"……."

"Tsk. Stop ignoring me. Give me alcohol. With this much side dishes. I need a drink, please. Something expensive."

"……."

"Sahyung, I repeat!"

Chung Myung said with a serious face.

"I'm begging you for something expensive, please!"

‘This bastard...….’

‘I won't give him attention.’

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