Chapter 438

Return of The Mount Hua – Chapter 438. If you're going to do it, you have to do it properly! (3)
Translator: Xoxo

Editor: Hoamzz

"What the hell are they doing?"

"I know right?"

Mount Hua's disciples looked at the Gaju room of the Tang Family with puzzled eyes.

It has been a long time since they opened their eyes after drinking a lot of alcohol, but the loud noise from the Gaju room showed no sign of going away.

"Can you hear them?"

"……It's not the distance we can hear."

Jo-Gol sighed.

They, as well as the Family members of the Tang Family, were unable to approach the Tang Famils's Gaju room. It's the duty of the subordinate to pretend that they can't hear anything even if the superiors scream.

Whenever Mount Hua's disciples couldn't overcome their curiosity and tried to get closer, the Tang Family members glared at him with sharp eyes. As if moving their feet once more would force them to throw a poison dagger.

"Well."

Therefore, they had no choice but to keep this distance and just listen to the obscure sound.

“What kind of conversation is this intense?”

It was almost a fight when they heard the sound. But let out Tang Gun-ak and Yasugungju, there's no way that the room will be fine when Chung Myung is fighting.….

It was the moment when all kinds of worries crossed their mind.

Creak!

Finally, a person appeared as the door of the Gaju room opened wide.

"Haaaaa."

It was Chung Myung. He spewed white smoke from his mouth with a ghostly face and trudged out.

"… won."

“…….”

‘Win? Win what?’

They tilted their head to the side and looked inside the room, they saw Tang Gun-ak and Maeng So lying in the chair, almost enraptured.

“…….”

Mount Hua's disciples tilted their heads and approached Chung Myung cautiously.

"What the hell did you do in there?”

"What……."

Chung Myung glanced at them and smiled with the most satisfaction in the world.

"It's useless at all, and it's uncomfortable to be around, but should I say I have obtained the authority that I can never make concessions to?”

“…….”

Mount Hua’s disciple couldn't understand what he meant at all, but when they looked at Chung Myung's face, they could guess roughly.

‘They beat them again.’

"Ughh."

“Damn.”

The groans of Tang Gun-ak and Maeng So from the inside of the Gaju chamber saddened Baek Cheon.

‘Now, even the head of the Tang Family and the leader of Namman Yasugung Clan are suffering from this damned devil’s beast.’

What the hell is going to happen to Kangho.

Just what will.

However, Chung Myung, who did his best, only made a proud expression like a puppy who ate well.

“Have you loaded all our luggage?”

"No. They said they'd fix the cart by today."

"Huh? The cart? The one we brought?”

"Yes."

"I told you to sell it. Why are you repairing it? You're going to drag that heavy thing again?

"I was actually going to sell it.….”

"Yes?"

"...I thought we shouldn't be the only ones doing this."

"……Huh?"

Then Jo-Gol, who was behind, nodded with his eyes shining bright.

“I found it very good, this one. This is the best training method for the lower body. We can't be the only ones doing this good thing! I'm going to take this to Mount Hua and introduce it to Sahyung."

"……then we'll have to drag this back to Mount Hua?"

“I’ll endure it.”

"I can stand that much for my Sahyung!"

Chung Myung's face instantly turned pale.

‘……Will it be okay?’

‘Are they really okay with this?’

When he came to his senses, both Baek Cheon and the group had a personality that was not even in Mount Hua in the past. It was Chung Myung who realized that now again.

“Anyway, it is said that the repair of the cart will be completed only this evening, so even if the departure is early, it should be tomorrow morning.”

"Really?"

Chung Myung glanced at them significantly and hummed. Jo-Gol, who guessed what was inside his head, screamed.

"Didn’t you say that you won’t touch us?! I'm sure you say it yourself! Let us go home peacefully, you bastard!"

"Oh, did I say that?"

Chung Myung replied with a sour voice but smacked his lips as if he was disappointed.

‘I should've trained them at a time like this.’

But a promise is a promise.

"All right, then let's take a break today and leave tomorrow morning."

Jo-Gol sighed with a relieved face only then.

"Now we’re going home...…. Oh my god, we've come all the way to Sichuan but I can't believe we’re  barely stopping by… .”

He had nothing to say even if he was criticized for being a bad son.

Jo-Gol turned his head and told Yoon Jong.

"Sahyung. We won't have anything to do, so come with me to my house."

"Well, shall we?"

"I'm sure it will be more comfortable than the Tang Family."

Yoon Jong nodded his head gently. Jo-Gol's eyes turned to Baek Cheon.

"What about Sasuk?"

Baek Cheon took a quick look at him and told Chung Myung.

"Maybe I should stop by the Sahaesanghwe with Baek Sang. Baek Sang has something to say with Sangdanju."

"Heum."

Chung Myung nodded.

It was Baek Sang who was the busiest of Mount Hua's disciples who came to the Tang Family. He had to coordinate the tea trade with Yunnan on behalf of Hyun Young, who could not come in person.

“It seems that his job at the Finance Hall is better than I thought.”

"The Elder was happy, too. In fact, Baek Sang has always been quick in that direction.”

"Unlike the ignorant Jo-Gol Sahyung even though he's a child of a Merchant Guild?"

"Hey! Why are you dragging me in again!?"

The furious Jo-Gol pointed angrily with a red face. But Chung Myung snorted and clicked his tongue.

"This is what Jo-Gol Sahyung is supposed to do."

"If I could have done that, I would have joined my family instead!"

"No way."

It was Jo-Gol who know what he was talking about.

In fact, he's not a man who is ill-suited to such work. It wasn't a matter of talent, it was a matter of interest. Baek Sang is very interested in matters relating to finance, but Jo-Gol is fed up with counting.

"Anyway, I got it. Then tell everyone to gather by tomorrow morning."

And so, Mount Hua's disciples were given a tasteful rest.

At the end of the conversation, Mount Hua's disciples were scattered.

Baek Cheon, Jo-Gol, Baek Sang, and Yoon Jong headed to Sahaesanghwe, and Yoo Iseol was dragged out to look around by Tang So-so.

Yoo Iseol, who has no hobbies in such a direction, distorted her expressionless face to the fullest in a very rare way. However, it seems impossible to deal with Tang So-so, whose motivation had risen to the top of her head for a long time.

And Hye Yeon went out to find the nearest temple from the Tang Family with the words that he had to take care of his body and mind that had been eroded by the devil.

Thanks to this, Chung Myung, who was left alone in the Tang Family, was enjoying a comfortable and enjoyable rest for the first time in a while.

"Haaaam.”

A tiger the size of a house was lying on its back and sweating profusely. Chung Myung lay on top of it, holding a bottle of liquor in one hand, and stroking Baek-ah who’s acting cute in the other hand.

"This is great."

How long has it been since he had a break?

In fact, he couldn't remember when the last time he rested properly. People break their legs when they just run without a break. Sometimes, they need to put everything down and rest like this.

"I like this all. This all.….”

The fur of the tiger was softer than he thought, and the belly was much warmer than expected. He was so sleepy that he couldn't help but fall asleep.

If there's only one problem...….

"…Ahjussi."

"What?"

"You're a beggar, don't you have anything to do?”

"What is a beggar's job?”

“…….”

Hong Dae-gwang, an obstacle to rest, grinned at Chung Myung.

"And I mean, I'm doing my job properly so far."

"…I'm sure you do."

Chung Myung shook his head.

"If you came all the way to Sichuan, shouldn't you run on your feet and look around? You’re still a member of Beggar Union, shouldn’t you get some information."

"Tsk tsk. You're talking nonsense."

Hong Dae-gwang rebutted with his tongue clicked.

“Is there any place in the world where there are no beggars? There are beggars all over Sichuan. All the information I can get out there is something the beggars here have already figured out.”

“…….”

"However! No matter how many beggars there are, they cannot enter the Sichun Tang Family. It is better to take a closer look at the Sichuan Tang Family than to go around outside for no reason."

Chung Myung smirked because it turned out to be quite a plausible excuse.

“So, do you have any income?”

"Of course there is. There's some information you might be interested to hear."

"Huh? Me?"

"Yeah."

"What is it?"

Instead of answering, Hong Dae-gwang opened his eyes slightly and looked at Chung Myung.

"For free?"

“…….”

“As a senior in life, I would say, there is always a price for everything. Mount Hua Divine Dragon. If you want to get information, pay a reasonable price...….”

"You seem to think everything you eat and drink on your way here is free. Is this what you are saying? On the way back, you want to eat grass grown on the ground, huh?"

"……I was wrong."

‘I saw what monk Hye Yeon was doing, but that wasn't something people would do. I'm not a goat... … .’

"Keuhum."

Hong Dae-gwang, who coughed loudly, opened his mouth seriously.

“I picked up quite a few things and listened to them, but most of them have nothing to do with you, and there is only one story that concerns you.”

He whispered only after looking left and right to see if there were no people.

"You know what I said the other day?"

"What? What the other day?"

"That Tanggaju entered Myriad Man House alone."

"Oh……. What about it?"

Hong Dae-gwang had a serious look on his face.

“It seems that he went despite quite a fierce opposition.”

“…….”

“It seems to be true that Gaju's position within the family has risen significantly, but even so, he can't do everything at will. But this act of his might result in being enemies with The Myriad Man House, isn’t it?."

"That's right."

"As a result, I heard that there was a strong backlash in the family. Why should the Tang Family be the shield for Mount Hua? Even so, Tanggaju seems to have heard quite a bit of dislike because he was ignoring other objections and proceeding with the work.”

"I see."

Chung Myung quietly nodded his head, picked up the bottle he was holding, and drank the alcohol. And he said as he wiped his lips with his sleeve.

"Why did you do something I didn't ask you to."

His gaze turned to the distant sky.

Late night.

Seusut.

The handwriting filled the blank paper.

Tang Gun-ak, who relied on the lantern to fill out the documents, carefully put down his brush and slowly rubbed his eyes.

‘I’m tired.’

He has been working a little too hard since Mount Hua's visit. Not only has he paid attention to making Hancheol Sword, but he also has to readjust?? the tea trade with Yunnan, and eventually he has to grasp the foundation of Cheonwumaeng.

He couldn't rest because the work kept pouring in. Moreover, he knew that now was one of the most important times that would determine whether the Tang Family would be able to soar once again.

"Huu."

Holding the teacup, he frowned slightly. Seeing that the tea had cooled down, time seemed to have passed quickly while he was concentrating.

'Changing the tea....’

It was then.

Knock, knock.

He heard someone knocking on the door.

"Hm?"

Knocking on the door means that the opponent has reached the door.

No matter how focused he may be, there are only a few people in the Tang Family who can sneak out of his senses and reach here.

He slowly opened his mouth.

"What happened?"

“Aren’t you supposed to ask who is it first?”

“Do I really need to when it’s obvious who you are?”

Creak.

When the door opened, a man stood under the pouring moonlight.

Chung Myung.

He grinned, holding a bottle of wine in both hands.

"How about a drink?”

Tang Gun-ak glanced down at the documents he was filling out. And he smiled quietly.

"Great. It just so happens that I was free.”

Joreureuk.

The empty glass was filled with alcohol.

A small pond located on one side of the site of the large Tang Family. The two sat face to face on the antique pavilion built in the middle of the pond.

As the pure white glass filled with alcohol, the full moon shone over it. Like the moon rising above the pond.

"I'm leaving tomorrow.”

"Yes, there's a lot to do.”

Tang Gun-ak laughed softly at Chung Myung's calm words.

“I am a person who prides itself on living a busy life, but looking at you, I wonder if I am being too relaxed.”

"Ei. What are you saying.”

"I'm not just saying this."

Tang Gun-ak shook his head quietly, even in Chung Myung's gentleness.

"Mount Hua’s people may not feel it. Because they always move with you. But if you look from the outside, Mount Hua really did so much in that short period of time.”

“…….”

"I envy you. Because I didn't have the passion and ability like you."

"Aren’t you too strict to yourself?"

"Strict……."

Tang Gun-ak smiles.

"That would be great.”

Then, quietly tilting his glass of wine, he bowed his head slightly toward Chung Myung. Embarrassed Chung Myung opened his eyes wide.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Thank you for taking So-so to Mount Hua.”

“…….”

Chung Myung shut up at the unexpected remark.

“Of course, as the head of the household, it is not something I will ever say out loud. But it is what a father should say. It's a little awkward for me, but So-so looks so happy after going to Mount Hua. She used to be like a flower without scent. But looking at her present state, I can see that So-so wasn't very happy in the Tang Family."

“That is a misunderstanding.”

"Misunderstanding?"

"Yes."

Chung Myung said firmly and shook his head.

"Of course, she’s living a much more lively life, so no wonder she looks like that. And it's natural that you feel that way because you haven't seen her like this before. But So-so wouldn't have been unhappy here either. She’s always brave and positive. Now she has just found another life that suits her better.”

“…….”

"And it would be Gaju-nim who allowed So-so to grow like that."

Tang Gun-ak looked still at Chung Myung and nodded slowly.

"I see. Thank you for saying so."

"Ei. I'm the one who's grateful. I heard you stopped Myriad Man House. Thanks for taking the trouble."

"There's no trouble."

Tang Gun-ak said plainly.

"And it's natural to face opposition in everything. Because that's my role."

"That's true."

“It wasn’t something I did for the compliment. It's just something I had to do."

Chung Myung tried to say something more, but Tang Gun-ak raised the glass and prompted.

"Would you like a drink?”

“…….”

Chung Myung eventually lifted the glass with a smile, leaving the words aside.

"Good."

The two glasses clashed lightly.

The moon in the cup shook lightly and slowly regained its shape.

The two men who emptied their glasses looked at each other without a word.

Drinking alcohol at the pavilion above the pond also evoked a different kind of excitement.

“A lot of things will change when the Alliance is made.”

"I suppose so. There has to be a system."

"Maybe the relationship between Mount Hua and the Tang Family will change a little."

“We have to endure it.”

Chung Myung grinned and filled Tang Gun-ak's empty glass. Looking at the small wave of alcohol, Tang Gun-ak said softly.

"A lot of things may change. Right, it could change. But one thing will not change.”

"What is it?"

A quiet smile hung around his mouth.

"The fact that you and I are friends."

“…….”

Instead of answering, Chung Myung looked up at the sky where the moon rose. The full moon was illuminating the dark night sky.

"Good night."

"Yeah."

The two laughed facing each other.

"It’s a very good night."

The drinking party between the two continued without knowing the end until the moon tilted and the end of the sky dawned.

Just like in the past, when Chung Myung and Tang Bo shared a drink.

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