Book 11 Chapter - 1

You have to understand, "There's this part of course.

Rhinosity 11

It's time for a new era to come after the old one.

Because with this tournament, all the hard-working players in this river...

Because it'll disappear.

If you don't clean up the past, the future won't come.

They are the pinnacle and symbol of the old.

The downfall of Cheonmu Samsung and SUNG is stagnant, and there's a new wind.

It'll supply you with new blood.

A man who professes the fall of Samsung without hesitation.

Anyone else would have been treated like a lunatic with a finger pointing around.

The possibility was felt because he was the Grand Prince.

The Grand Duke opened his red lips on his beautiful face, one by one.

I said it clearly.

New, Mu, Rim, Ki!

The meaning behind the egg

A separate room inside the building of Cheonmuhakgwan.

In a room that feels more elegant than luxurious, the two giants of Baekdo right now...

I was sitting face to face. One person is the leader of the Jeongcheonji Alliance.

It was Nabaekcheon, the great white spirit.

Murim Maengju Na Baekcheon is already 130 years old, and his martial arts are in harmony.

Even though I'm well over 100, I don't feel old at all.

There was no such thing as a huge presence that all these years of experience.

Now he's standing, sitting, lying, anytime, anywhere.

The existence alone exuded a great deal of dignity.

I'm not inferior to this kind of master Murim and his companion in this town.

There were not many who could be confident. One of them is Baekdo's

One of the two centers was Cheorgwon Majinga, the official residence of Cheonmuhakgwan.

You two are now sitting between a table of old-fashioned glass wood.

I sat facing each other. Both of them looked so grim.

The person who broke the silence and opened his mouth first was Moorim Maengju Na Baekcheon.

"This is going to be a tougher time than ever. as such

Don't you think?"

"It can't be helped."

When Ma Jin-ga answered in a calm voice, Na Baek-chon murmured, looking into the air for a while.

"I can't quite guess what he's thinking. Won……."

Who on earth can be given the title of "him" by Na Baek-cheon, the pinnacle of the Baekdo group?

"For now, I have no choice but to trust him, Lord."

Na Baek-cheon sighed and continued with an expression of frustration.

"Isn't this competition entirely based on his opinion?"

"Yes, it is. But that doesn't mean your worries go away, does it?"

"Unfortunately."

"Yes, unfortunately."

There was a moment of deep silence between the two who had finished speaking. Na Baek-cheon, who had been silent for a long time, looked around as if he had thought of something and said with a subtle expression.

"Hey, Ma Guan-ju!"

When Na Baek-cheon called, Marjinga listened with great tension.

"Yes, my lord."

"I like boiled eggs very much fan of boiled eggs. Of course, I like all the other dishes you can cook with eggs."

Margin was stunned by the sudden talk of eggs, but he responded without delay.

"So do I. Eggs are a great food ingredient."

"Then do you know why there is a single boiled egg served at the dinner of the officials?"

"……?"

What do you mean by the sound of a ghost forgetting a seed, a red herring in the middle of the night, and a virgin pregnant?Margin could not grasp the intention of the question as if it were standing.

The contents of Na Baek-cheon's questions were absurd and ridiculous. He warned not to be embarrassed by pretending to know nothing. Honesty was the best thing to do.

Marginga shook his head still.

"I'm a poor person in charge of the Cheonmu Academy, but I can't guess why. Please teach me."

"Hahaha, even teaching. It's not a big deal if you know the truth is it? That's because that's how the budget is set aside.

The dinner corrosion ratio is also appropriated as much as one boiled egg per coffin."

To exaggerate a little, it felt like Gwangmyeong came into my head as soon as I went to the margin and brightened up.

"Oh, I see. Hahaha, there was a reason for that. From that point of view, you might think so. That's an interesting idea."

"But it's also extremely realistic."

Na Baek-cheon stopped talking for a while and took a sip of the dragon tea in front of him.

"This great car is also the embodiment of the budget for tea for VIPs. What do you think of money?"

asked Na Baek-cheon. It was a blatant direct question. However, it was also an extremely realistic question.

"It's a good thing."

"……."

Marginga replied with a face that showed no change in expression. It was a blatant answer to a blatant question.

It was heaven's blessing that no one was listening to these two people's conversations around now.

Nabaekcheon burst into laughter at Margin's reply.

"Huh, that's a good answer, actually, I've lived for almost a hundred years, but you're right. Reality applies too harshly and against the moneyless."

"And it's very advantageous and generous to the rich."

When Marjinga carefully responded, Na Baek-cheon smiled and said what he wanted to say.

"Yes, especially for someone like you and me who leads a big organization, money, or budget, is always the incarnation of a headache."

"It's a real pain in the ass."

Securing the budget was the highest priority for the operation and maintenance of the organization. If the budget is not supported, justice and bullshit will be useless.

Because the organization itself cannot exist.

"We're not open. So I always want to be away from money, but I can't.

It's a long-term secular thing."

"It's also the scariest thing."

Margin's answer was the truth.

"Yes, it's the scariest and most troublesome thing. And a pain in the ass, he's the perfect guy to whine about.

As you know, it's the one-year total budget that we have to predict and plan how many children the Mundos will have next year.

Of course, how many will die, whether it's natural, accidental, warrior, overworked.

It is a monster called budget that has to calculate the number of cases and estimate the number of deaths if it is a monster called budget."

Margina added an appropriate supplementary explanation to Nabaekcheon's words.

"It's not just it. You have to give a congratulatory money when a child is born, and a condolence money when a person dies."

"Yes, it is a heartless place, the world of budget. A lot of ridiculous things happen because of this.

Nobu is troubled by people who open their hands here and there. There should be a lot of people asking for money.

Should I be fighting an abacus when I'm over a hundred years old?" "At a time when the forces of the Heavenly Spirit have not been uprooted." But people treat me like a safe or a battlefield."Perhaps now, Nabaekcheon needed a comrade to respond to the problem rather than a solution to the case.

Then there was no one more qualified for the job than Marginga, the Chunmuhakgwanju. The choice of Na Baek-cheon was outstanding.

"Yes, I know because I've been there a lot. Last time, there was a fight between non-memory and Cheonmudan over budget allocation.

It's a non-memory mission that's secret and secret, so it costs more expensive than other departments...….

The Cheonmudan didn't understand, so I was really troubled."

"It's supposed to cost a lot of money to be dirty and dirty. What a heartless world.

And why does the world act so strongly against the poor...…."

"You're right. I totally agree with the Lord Maeng's opinion."

When Ma Jin-ga nodded and responded, Na Baek-cheon looked pleased.

Na Baek-cheon and Ma Jin-ga, who had been talking about budget difficulties for a long time, suddenly cleared up their own clothes.

I'm in the right position.

"Now that the complaints are over, let's get down to business."

"I will."

Marginga replied nonchalantly. So far, it has been a practice session, and now it has been the main topic.

The two hit it off like they promised.

"When Nobu went through the Hwanma-dong incident, he had a strange thought.

In fact, it's a problem that Nobu has been thinking about for the past 80 years.

But I still haven't solved the answer."

"What is it?"

Ma Jin-ga's face became serious. It was easy to guess that something important would come out of Na Baek-cheon's expression.

"How much do you think the salt mines used in the Hwanma-dong incident are about?"

"What?"

Margina asked back with a blank look at Na Baek-cheon's sudden question.

But instead of condemning the quirky nature of the question (although it is well deserved) he soon tried to find an answer. That was the sincerity of a margin.

"Maybe that's how hard the production process is, and the power is too powerful to be ignored, and it's hard to get.

You'll need at least five gold coins to get such a rare item."

It was also a minimum amount. Depending on the situation, he could have jumped more than twice.

Because illegal is always more expensive than face value according to the law of supply and demand.

Nabaekcheon nodded slowly.

"I guess so. That means it's a very expensive thing.

Five gold coins...That's a lot of money to feed three open fires for a year."

"They could last 10 years with that."

Smiling and Marginga agreed.

"If so. I can't have made just one or two of those things...,

"Where does such a huge amount of money come from?" Does it mean that money is falling from the sky?"

"……!"

Only then did the Margin realize what Na Baek-cheon was trying to say. He suddenly wanted to punch himself in the back of the head.

"Oh, my God! I can't believe you haven't thought of it yet!"

Nabaekcheon continued to speak.

"I can't say I'm a descendant of the Heavenly Spirit, who has been hidden since the last thousand years of blood.

"Where is the enormous cost of operating the Cheongeorou, a kind of forward secret activity base?"

Besides, a coward is literally a feather.

If there's a bigger body behind it, we'll need more money to maintain it.Don't you know that the more confidential the organization becomes, the more maintenance costs will inevitably be spent?

Because nothing in the world is as hard as keeping secrets."

"So you're saying there's a helper. The money that gives them huge amounts of gold."

Nabaekcheon nodded slowly.

"That's exactly what it is. It's also clear that a very wealthy owner is supporting them.

It's probably an organization we know very well.

But the problem is that we only know the name of the mask that the organization is wearing, but not the kernel inside.

The question is, which organization or faction is on the list of suspects?

Isn't the middle circle a place where our power actually reaches satisfaction?"

"That's true."

Merchants were a pain in the ass to no man. But I couldn't turn a blind eye to it.

This is because all daily necessities that fighters eat and sleep are delivered to them through the hands of their merchants.

Also, I couldn't belittle him because I thought he was a merchant.

The potential power of merchants who have direct or indirect connections to numerous Murimbangs, including government officials,

This is because even Jungcheon-blind was so powerful that it could not be easily touched.

"While the Heavenly Spirit swept the river with blood, it barely touched the battlefield, the country, or the restaurant industry.

Don't forget the truth!

As long as they're human beings, they'll have to make a living." Unless they dig the ground, gold pours out of themselves.

A man cannot live by sword alone. Without money, neither organization nor power is of use.

As I complained to you a little while ago, it's time for an old man to rip his hair the most every year.

Don't you know that it's time to distribute the budget?"

"Everyone around me is waving their hands like a monk, so it's understandable."

"It's hard to distribute the budget, but it's even more difficult to raise a one-year budget to run this organization.

It wouldn't be too hard to say it's about a hundred times more difficult.

Of course, there's a huge force like us that's already stretched, so there's no big inconvenience in bearing fruit."

"And you're saying we're not the only ones who have that branch?"

Nabaekcheon nodded slowly.

"I don't even want to believe the ridiculous joke that they've been holding out for a hundred years without a budget, without a penny.

Sadly, most of the world's value can be converted into money, so shouldn't it be worth the price?

It doesn't make sense to spend a hundred years without money in this world where people's lives are converted into money.

I don't think they've been hiding underground for a hundred years and they've been selling EKDs and running the organization with the money they got from them.

I'm sure there's a commercial organization behind them!

We need to find it so that we can locate them."

Two hundred thousand eyes were filled with conviction. The eyes were so lively that they could not be thought of as the eyes of an old man over 100 years old.

"That's quite a gamble, for the helper…….

I've been recklessly jumping into things that are not profitable to anyone who's ever been in the business of offsetting.I've never heard of a phrase."

"There are a lot of people who jump in thinking it's a hit.

A bit of loyalty, a bit of fear, a lot of rewards, such as the monopoly of the stronghold.

It's not rocket science to provoke such a desire for huge profits.

In the event of a war, of course, we need a great deal of supplies, and that huge amount of supplies is from heaven.

It doesn't fall like a meteor shower.

Then there will be a group of people who benefit from blood and sea.

If the cowardly spirit reappears, this fight will not be called a fight, but a war.

Perhaps on that scale. I'm sure there'll be someone who'll bite his teeth out of the blood and wind!"

Nabaekcheon stopped talking and opened his mouth again as if he was trying to organize his thoughts for a while.

"There's a visible benefit, so we're propping it up.

Why would so many people hide and follow the shadow of the Heavenly Spirit without any profit.

Because the shadow of darkness has its devilish charm."

"It could be a fear."

Marginga pointed out.

"Of course, we can't rule that out, but Nobu thinks the profit side is bigger.

Ambitious people are good at mischievous things sometimes. It changes the judgment of thinking.

Merchants are the ones who chase them to the end of hell where profits come from.

This risk-taking venture is something they think is well worth their investment."

"But where do you think you're going to keep your eye on them so carefully?"

"Sadly, we're unraveling and sifting through people, but we haven't got a tail yet. They're smart."

"If we catch the tail……."

The margin murmured softly.

"Then we'll wipe out the remnants of a thousand ghosts that's been bothering us for decades.

You'll be able to eradicate a thousand fearsome spirits completely.

Unless you're in one external situation."

"It's an exceptional situation...…?"

At that moment, Gikwang flashed in Nabaekcheon's eyes. It was an eyeshadowingly sharp.

"Of course it's if "he" is alive."

"He!"

In an instant, the margin turned dark. Dark clouds seemed to be hanging before the shower fell in the clear sky.

If that really happens it will be the worst thing ever.

He could not dare to guarantee whether Kang-ho, who had been living in a breathless peace, could handle the unprecedented situation of love.

"It's just the assumption that if. I just hope there's no such worst-case desperate situation. I don't want to see a sea of blood like that day again. I'm too old for that."

"I agree."

"No, you don't know. It's a terrible memory that only old people know.

Such a terrible, horrible memory that I can't even recall.

Given the choice to remove any part of my memory,

I will not hesitate to remove the memory of that day 100 years ago from my mind.

That will make it easier for you to sleep at night.

And you don't have to have nightmares about him anymore. I still dream of that day all of a sudden.

The fields of that day were as red as the sea of blood...…."

Na Baek-cheon's face was so stiff and frowned that it was terrifying.He had come up with that day's events again.

That day when I tried to forget as consciously as possible.

Such a tragedy should not be repeated again.

Na Baek-cheon, who had been silent for a while, quickly recovered his composure and continued to say what he had stopped.

"The roots of the heavenly spirit that sneaked into the lake are too deep. Not enough to know the end of it.

That's why I can't even think of being so nice.

Nobu is so old now that his back is going to get sprained while weeding."

Nabaekcheon seemed to be relaxed again.

"Hahaha, but I still can't believe the lord is old. "I think you're still going to be in shape for another 100 years."

"Hahaha, then I'm so sorry to betray your expectations! What a mean young man to put an old man in front of useding!"

"Hahaha, I'm already over 60 years old. It's time to get old."

Sixty years old was never a small age and was told by the general public that he had lived a long life.

But it didn't seem so to Na Baek-cheon, a Murimian.

"Oh, my God. Our people call it 60 years old and read it as youth.

How can a man of the age of hard work be so weak?"

Margina, who was 60 years old, still looked young in his eyes.

In fact, even if he was over 60 years old, he could not find any gray hair or gray hair on Marjinga's head.

That didn't mean he dyed his hair black either.

Moreover, his facial skin was still full of elasticity and vitality, enough to believe that he was in his 40s.

No one will be able to see him and find an old man over 60 years old.

"By the way, when they get to the volcano, they'll be very embarrassed, right?"

Nabaekcheon looked at Marginga with a slightly mischievous smile.

"At first, you'll be embarrassed to hear something that's different from what you've always thought. Like it's always been."

"By the way, I hope the children realize the true significance of the Volcanic Covenant."

"I agree. I just hope you don't get carried away by the soaring spirit. Then your eyes will be dark.

Then you'll miss the main job of this competition by mistake. I don't want you to pay too much attention to fighting, war, or nothing."

"I hope there's no accident. It would be nice if it arrived safely.…."

But the problem is that their wishes have only fallen through repeatedly over the past few decades.

It means that it has never worked.

"More than that, there is actually one more suspicion in Nobu than this. It's heartbreaking."

"Say it."

Marginga replied in a nervous voice. He could fully feel the sway of Na Baek-cheon, who continued to speak.

What on earth could sway this giant so much more than digging into the back of a thousand ghosts?

He was very afraid of that fact. As much as I don't want to know.

"Kwanju!"

When Na Baek-cheon opened his mouth, Marjinga hurriedly answered. In my heart, I'm afraid.

"Hey, tell me!"

"You didn't do anything to Yerin while he was locked up in the horseriding, did you?"

"What?"

Mi Jin-ga, who thought, "Oh! I shouldn't do this," but failed to manage her expression, had to make a ugly face.

"Well, what's that...…?"He didn't have the heart to carry on the backbiting.

"It's because his mood seems to have changed so much since he got out of there. I'm not at all relieved."

Marjinga hurriedly opened her mouth at the words of the silent Nabaekcheon.

"Didn't you say nothing happened then?"

"No! My gut feeling as a father who loves her dearly is crying out, "What happened?""

Na Baek-cheon's expression was so serious that Marzinga could not dare to refute anything.

"Isn't it too much of a nervousness?"

It is better to avoid arguing with Na Baek-cheon as much as possible about her daughter's story.

This giant, who keeps calm and cool in anything, loses his mind as easily as he does in matters of his daughter.

In addition, Margina agreed that such suspicions could be fully borne.

I don't know if that's ever happened to Na-Yerin."

How many times have I been involved in such accidents, I have already given up counting the numbers.

The suspicion of Na hundred thousand was not incomprehensible.

"If it turns out that I've laid a finger on my pretty Yerin, I'm not going to let him go.

One in a million, or one in a million, one in a million.

If there were any signs of that happening, he'd have to be prepared to tear his whole body apart.

How can I let a jerk like that hurt him when I've raised him?

If Yerin hadn't stopped her, she would have broken her leg club...…."

If I did then, I wouldn't be flirting like this now.

Palbulbulpu Na hundred thousand

"Are you a Ryu-Yeon kid?"

"Yes!"

Ryu-Yeon replied without any hesitation.

It was a one-on-one personal meeting with Daemurim, but there was no sign of embarrassment or agitation.

Na Baek-cheon disapproved of Ryu-yeon, who was not intimidated at all in front of him.

As usual, he might have praised it as "a dignified accountant with backbone".

Or maybe he said, "The in-house ledger should have that much courage!"

However, if Na-Yerin is involved, people will change.

So the current assessment of Ryu-Yeon of Na100cheon was as follows.

"You cheeky bastard!"

If Na-Yerin treated Ryu-Yeon as a roadside stone like ordinary men, Na Baek-cheon wouldn't have felt this way.

But his keen instincts as a father were aware that Na-Yerin clearly recognized Ryu-Yeon as one being.

He felt like a father whose daughter had been stolen for some reason now. So it was no wonder Ryu-Yeon was considered undesirable.

Na Baek-cheon was told that nothing had happened to Na-Yerin after his life in Hwanma-dong, but he was not at all relieved.

That's why I personally called Ryu-yeon and had a one-on-one meeting.

"You were lucky to have survived the collapsed Hwanma-dong. I heard Yerin got a lot of help."

"I'm flattered."

"As a child, I'm sure you've said it out of politeness, but thank you!"

Na Baek-cheon said with a meaningful smile.

"First of all?"

Ryu-Yeon felt something passing by on his nerves for a moment.

Somehow I felt a thorn in my horse. But that was not the end.

"You're so lucky that you're so good that you can even cover your skills that you're called a fortune-teller."

I really think I owe you a lot of luck, luck, and virtue, fortune, and fortune."

With particular emphasis on luck, Nabaekcheon said.

Murim blind was simply saying that you escaped Na-Yerin and Hwanma-dong safely because of luck, not because of your skills.Ryu-Yeon's one mouth twitched. He was grinning. I don't shy away from the fight that I've walked into.

It didn't change even if the opponent was a great leader.

Whether or not Ryu-Yeon knows this kind of mind, Nabaekcheon has gone down to the nitty gritty.

"Yes, did anything happen in 44 days?" Just in case...,

I'm sure there's no unfortunate situation in which a man and a woman are unique, and there's something shameful to say."

Can I trust you?"

At the moment, a great deal of pressure came out of Nabaekcheon's predecessor.

It was so much pressure that even ordinary masters had difficulty breathing.

But even under such pressure Ryu-Yeon was nonchalant. In addition, he did not hesitate to provoke.

"Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't!"

It was ambiguous and even meaningful.

Especially the "A lot of things happened" around Ryu-yeon's mouth. I just didn't say it, but the smile that looks like it's saying,

It could be said to be the highlight of this provocation.

What did you just say?"

Na Baek-cheon's face hardened at once.

Anyone who can sway this world's Murim master with just one word may find it difficult to put five fingers in the current Kang Ho.

"Didn't you hear that?"

Ryu-Yeon asked back when he was smiling. The smile seemed to say this to the eyes of nine hundred thousand people.

"Well, he's old, but he deserves to hear it. I understand everything. I understand!"

From one to ten, it was Na Baek-cheon who hated every corner of Ryu-yeon.

"I mean, I'd like to sum it up so that it's easy to understand……."

Ryu-Yeon began to pervert in front of the white-knocked leader.

It was clear that his instincts now take this as a clear "challenge".

"No matter what happens, I don't have to tell you."

"Well, what the hell does that mean?"

Na Baek-cheon asked, unable to explode because of his face and exercising tremendous self-control.

"Oh, how can I say all of that?" Oh, see, see, see, see."

Ryu-Yeon did a lot of twisting her body slightly and blushing symbolism.

He wanted to imitate even a bunch of shy daffodils.

"What do you know?"

You throw away the decent, dignified face of a white-faced creature.

It was crazy for Na Baek-cheon, who had one face as a father.

"I don't know what you're mistaken about, but Yerin is not a child like you who would dare to overcome!

I understand you've been captivated by her charms like thousands of people you've ever been to.

It is better to give up trees that cannot be climbed in advance.

The child is not interested in you at all. You're nothing more than a rock in the street for the kid.

So you better give up!"

But Ryu-Yeon is in a relationship with Na-Yerin, someone else's - even if he's someone's father and someone's blind.

I never felt the need to intervene in an original, extremely personal and biased view.

He's shaken by third-party words, and he's in despair by himself without even checking his feelings.

He was not a jerk who was hurt by himself and sniffled alone.

"How can you be so sure?"

"What?"

"I don't know Yerin's mind by reading her mind, but how does the lord know?""

Ryu-yeon spoke in a clear voice.

"Yes, Yerin!"

None of the young people dared to call him Yerin friendly in front of him.How dare you call Na-Yerin in front of you as if you were a Jeongin! Ryu-Yeon did not stop here.

He wasn't the kind of person who kept his words in his arms.

"Is there something wrong with calling Yerin Yerin?" Maeng, Lord, God! Yerin is not Maengju's puppet.

A living man who clearly has his own free will.

Why don't you respect Yerin's free will?"

She doesn't just follow the will of the Lord. So don't conclude Yerin's mind recklessly.

That's something no one else knows except Yerin."

Ryu-Yeon's words were poignant.

"How dare you speak so recklessly in front of an old man? What a nerve."

A great intangible spirit erupted from the predecessor of Nabaekcheon, which was filled with anger.

It was about to destroy everything that existed everywhere.

But Ryu-Yeon didn't bat an eyelid at the magnificence. He said to try it if I could.

For Na Baek-cheon, Ryu-yeon's recklessness was just absurd.

"Stop it! Stop it!"

The door burst open and a woman came inside with a beautiful voice coloring the air.

Na-Yerin was the beauty who seemed to have collected and carved the essence of this beauty.

"And Father!"

Na-Yerin looked at the two alternately. From the look of her eyes, I think she was listening to everything outside.

Na Baek-cheon was ashamed of showing such a shameful appearance to her daughter.

One of the strongest swordsmen alive, he was infinitely weak in front of his daughter.

"I heard it all outside. Both of you, stop it now."

Na-Yerin's deep eyes turned to her father.

"Father!"

Na-Yerin called his father in a quiet voice.

"What's wrong with you?"

Now, Nabaekcheon was such a weak figure that the leaders of the Jeongcheon Alliance would cry out when they saw it.

"RYUYEON is my lifesaver. So please don't put him in any more trouble."

Nabaek's eyes were wide open with astonishment.

"Ryu, Ryu-yeon!"

No man has ever been called such a soft and friendly title by Na-Yerin's mouth since its opening.

At first, I called him a non-celebrity because he was in front of my father.

Na-Yerin must have been an unconscious appellation.

The shock that Na Baek-cheon received at this time was enormous beyond description.

A daughter who was suffering from male distrust calls a man's name friendly and covers another man in front of her...….

It was a once-in-a-lifetime mistake to send Ryu-Yeon out of nowhere because of the shock he received at that time.

I'm sure something happened! That's something I should have questioned more that day.

But the ship has already left the ferry.

"Growl!"

Nabaekcheon still seemed to have a lingering resentment at the thought of what happened that day.

"I shouldn't have let my daughter go back then, whether she stopped me or not. I should have taught you a stingy lesson...…."

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Margina looked around in spite of the fact that no one might hear this conversation.

It was a scene where the authority and dignity of the Murim blind, who oversees Jeon Baek-do, collapsed in an instant.

The Marzins had to prevent this from leaking out at all costs.

I used to be a leader in almost perfect performance for some things.

In front of her daughter's door, she suddenly turned into an eight-wheeled woman who did not cover fire and water.

This behavior of Na Baek-cheon was also a pain in the neck as a marginist.

"I know you adore her because she's the only child I've ever had in my last years……."