Chapter - 93 Episode 93. If you lose to them, you'll be dead. (3)

There was a strange atmosphere in the blue plum house, a reception hall in Hwasan.

Jin Geum Ryong, sitting in the center chair, squinted and muttered.

"I don't like it."

I just finished eating.

Cleanly organized restaurants and mouthwatering foods were perfect for filling up hungry stomachs while climbing the mountain.

But that very fact was rubbing Jin Geum Ryong the wrong way.

"Did you find a vein of gold?"

Hawasan should be worse than Jong Nam in every way.

I know that there is no comparison between the wealth of Hawasan and the wealth of Jongnam yet. Nevertheless, the fact that the gap has narrowed has offended Jin Geum Ryong.

Jong Seo-han sneaks a glance at him and laughs awkwardly.

Usually Jin Geum Ryong is a very gentle person. However, if he is judged to be a gentle person, he will surely suffer a setback.

Jin Geum Ryong, whom Jong Seo-han knows, is like the sea.

The sea normally quietly embraces everyone, but when it gets angry, it becomes a violent riot and devours everything. Jin Geum Ryong was exactly like that. He is usually softer than anyone else in Jongnam when he is angry.

Jong Seo-han smiled awkwardly and opened his mouth.

"It's true that Hawasan is quite arrogant, Ambassador."

"Well."

"But at the end of the day, it's Muhak, isn't it? Even if you dress up nicely, even if you wear silk clothes and eat good things, if Muhak can't support you, it's a bright dog apricot."

"You're right."

Jin Geum Ryong slowly rose from his seat.

Then he looked back at the collective death penalty.

"One!"

Jin Geum Ryong speaks in a loud voice.

"All I want is a perfect win!"

Everyone is holding their breath.

"Fame, wealth, Muhak, a perfect landslide victory without any comparison. Otherwise, there is no point. If there is any comparison with the already fallen Hawasan, it is a disgrace to Jongnam. We shouldn't just be stuck in a place like this. Did you forget? Our generation must make Jong Nam one of the world's most influential people."

There was a firm resolution in the eyes of Jongnam Ewha Womans University students.

"Hold yourself together. Your relaxed mind as if you were on a trip makes me angry. Don't forget what we came here for. I will not forgive those who do not show up as Jong-nam's disciples before the Elder!"

"I'll keep that in mind. Death penalty!"

"I will never let my guard down."

Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap.

Then, the door opens wide.

And Sama Seung claps and walks inside.

"Excellenthusiastic.

"See you, Elder!"

When everyone got up from their seats and took the lottery, Sama Seung smiled and nodded.

"The golden dragon said what I had to say."

"I'm ashamed. If I had known that the elder was coming, I would never have said this."

"No. No. It was an absolutely magnificent horse. Of course, Jongnam's disciple should have that mind."

Sama Seung, who lowered her hand, smiled blurry.

"On top of that."

"Yes, Elder."

"We should not end this round with just winning. They should not dare to mention Jong-nam's name. Do you understand what I mean?"

Jin Geum Ryong squinted.

"What do you mean?"

"Comparing a beaming radish. It's basic not to hurt each other. Don't you think so?"Jin Geum Ryong, who was slightly lost in thought, smiled.

"Old man."

"Hmm?"

"Hwasan's disciples are very sharp. I don't think they're what they used to be."

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Sama Seung glanced at Jin Geum Ryong's weak-pitched attitude. However, his expression relaxed gently again at the following words.

"Bimu is basically not hurting each other. However, as their spirits are sharper than expected, there is a limit to going easy on them. In order not to get hurt on this side, we might break one arm and leg, is that okay?"

"Huh, that's a big deal."

Sama Sung puts her hand on the chin pretending to be worried.

"No, you can't. That's not the way it should be. No matter how important it is, it doesn't mean anything if our children get hurt. You guys should finish this project without getting hurt as much as possible. Diarrhea... ..."

Sama Seung smiles and continues to talk.

"Even if I hurt them."

Jin Geum Ryong smiled and nodded as if that was enough.

"I will rule over the priests and finish them without accidents."

"Well, that's good."

Samsung looked at Jin Geum Ryong with a smile.

With one child like this, there is no worry in the world. Later, when Jin Geum Ryong becomes a long writer and leads, Jongnam's heyday will begin again.

Of course, I still play that role.

"Golden Dragon."

"Yes, Elder."

"I'll leave my other things to you. But there's one thing I'd like to ask you."

"Give me your name."

"Never leave that cheeky fellow alone."

"……."

A person's face came to Jin Geum Ryong's head. Perhaps the other death penalty is thinking of one person as well. There's only one person who can combine wasan and cheeky.

"You mean that Chung-Myung kid?"

"Yes."

Jin Geum Ryong grinned.

"Don't worry. I'll make sure the kid breaks his habit."

"You think a little shallow."

"……Yes?"

Unknowingly, Jin Geum Ryong bowed his head at the thought of committing disrespect.

"The child has already made a great contribution to Hawasan at the top of the galaxy. I'm sure everyone knows."

"Yes."

While everyone was answering vigorously, Isong Baek was the only one who couldn't answer and bowed his head. Isong Baek can't help getting smaller every time the story at the top of the galaxy comes out.

Sama Seung gave him a short look and continued.

"I think there's a lot of faith in the child in Hasan. And yet that's the kind of personality he is. Do you understand what this means?"

"I can't guess because my student is foolish."

"The world is a place where those who have the ability come up. Sometimes, however, it is also the world where the incompetent take the momentum and make ridiculous achievements. I think it could be a big setback for Jong-nam if the child grows up like this."

Jin Geum Ryong narrowed his forehead.

That much?'

"With all due respect, are you still a child?"

"That's why."

"……."

Sama Seung growled as if.

"The child, who had barely come to terms and conditions, said everything I had to say in front of me. And what happens when he grows up?""…mmmmm."

"I guess it's one of the other. Overgrown or destroyed."

"Isn't it much more likely to be destroyed?"

"I can't accept that there is a possibility that the child will grow up and raise Hwasan. That's why we need to nip it in the bud."

"I understood what the elder was saying."

Jin Geum Ryong turned his head.

"Good."

"Yes, private residence!"

Sunwoo ran out quickly from the back.

"You've heard the Elder, haven'"

"Of course, private residence. Don't worry. I'll destroy it thoroughly so that I won't ever make fun of that lazy muzzle again."

"That's not enough. Make it impossible to make a comeback again. For the rest of my life to regret against Jongnam."

"Yes, private residence!"

Jin Geum Ryong nodded.

Seonwu-ryang is the best of Jongnam's three great disciples, called Gijang. He is not the oldest of the three great disciples, but he is the best in his ability.

In particular, since his skills began to stand out after the last Jonghwa Branch, Hawasan may not even know what Seonwoo is like.

It's the best hand to catch Chung-Myung.

Jin Geum Ryong smiled and looked back at Sama Seung.

"Everything will be as the elder wishes. I'll make it like that."

Sama Seung nods her head with a satisfied look.

"I believe in you."

It's as reliable as it gets.

Jong-nam raised them with all his might. It was Sama Seung, who had no doubt that all efforts so far would open Jongnam's heyday through these children.

And this Jonghwa branch will be an opportunity to mark the beginning.

'I'll crush you.'

In Sama Seung's eyes, a cold life was young.

* * *

"……are you sure you're doing it?"

"My heart is pounding."

"I've been there a dozen times today."

"Oh, shit."

The three great disciples could not sleep until late at night.

Tomorrow, the Hwajong branch will start. Until now, there was no time to think about Hwajongjihoe and Nabal because it was breathtaking just to endure training.

However, taking a day off from training to preserve physical strength, all kinds of miscellaneous thoughts dominate the head.

"Can we really do this well?"

"You said you'd be Chung-Myung."

"No, he's never been with a Jong-nam."

"But...…."

Yoon-jong sighed deeply.

I know the priests are anxious, but he couldn't find anything to calm them down.

'I'm so nervous right now.'

My heart kept pounding.

Turning his head and glancing to the side, even Jo-Gol seemed nervous. So even though it's late at night before dawn, no one can fall asleep and stay here.

Yoon-jong scratched his head a couple of times and opened his mouth.

"Chung-Myung은?"

"I'm sleeping."

"……Did he make his liver out of iron?"

Is there no such thing as nervousness? Nervous?

Tomorrow is Hwajong branch. I mean, should I say today? It's past midnight.

Just thinking about it makes my heart pound.

"You've been sleeping for a while."

"I've seen it stretching out in large numbers. He even snored."

"……I envy you, I think you're crazy."

I guess it'

As soon as Yoon-jong was about to open his mouth, he heard a dull voice.

"It's not that I have a big liver, it's the size of a bean."

Everyone's head turned toward the stairs in unison.

Chung-Myung was coming down with a glum face.

"What are you doing here, staying up all night?"

"Ki, I'm nervous."

GinzaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaChung-Myung's head is tilted.

Here we go again. That son of a b*tc*!

What else are you going to do with me?

'What do you mean? If you lose again, you'll die. You son of a b*tc*!

But the words from Chung-Myung's mouth slightly missed their expectations.

"Why am I so nervous?"

"……Huh?"

"Isn't nervous a person who's less prepared?"

Yoon-jong replied as a representative.

"No, it's not that, but I'm afraid I won't be able to show good performance tomorrow……."

"Death penalty."

"Huh?"

"Then is there anything else the death penalty can do if we turn the clock back ten days?"

"……."

I don't. Just thinking about it makes me sick. I can't believe I have to do this crazy thing again for ten days.

"There's no such thing as nervousness for someone who's done everything. The death penalty isn't nervous right now. You just don't believe in yourself. But that's also a funny thing. If you're weak, admit yourself to being weak. The important thing is, did you really do your best? Did you do your best with the death penalty?"

"……yes."

I can tell you this for real. They really did their best.

"Then that's enough."

Chung-Myung bounces his finger.

"No matter what everyone says, I'll admit that the death penalty did their best. So don't waste your time on useless things and go to bed. Sleeping enough the day before is also a skill and effort to stay fit."

Everyone nodded.

"Then go up."

"……where are you going?"

"I need to train."

"Today is Hwajong Branch."

"That's a great thing. Training is about ten times more important than that."

In conclusion, Chung-Myung opened the door and walked out.

Then everyone lets out a low sigh.

"That's really……"

"They're going to train."

Looking at Chung-Myung, who maintains his usual life until the day of the Hwajong Branch, I feel foolish about the worries he has had so far.

"Let's sleep."

Yoon-Jong spoke low.

"Chung-Myung is right. If you want to answer confidently that you tried until the end, you have to try to sleep."

"Yes, death penalty."

I got up from my seat, wondering if everyone felt the same way.

One by one, Yoon-jong, who was watching the death penalty heading to his room, turned his head and looked at the door where Chung-Myung had left.

'Anyway, he's a weirdo.'

With those few words, I relaxed those who couldn't sleep until this dawn.

No matter what the results of the Hwajong Branch are, the three great disciples will be even stronger with that Chung-Myung.

Yoon-Jong was so sure.