Chapter - 183 Episode 183. Oh my god. What's going on? (3)

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

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

"Here?"

"Yes."

"Here?"

"Oh, I told you so!"

Chung-Myung opened his mouth wide.

"……Jo-Gol is your son here? You're not just a servant, are you?"

"It's my house, isn't it?"

Chung-Myung shook his head and put his hand on Jo-Gol's shoulder.

"No, think carefully about the death penalty."

"What?"

"People end up showing their lives on their faces. Jo-Gol's death penalty looks like a son of a wealthy family. No matter who looks at it, there's a kang village...…."

"Oh, my God!"

Unbearable Jo-Gol kicked Chung-Myung off.

"Why, is it weird that I'm the son of a b*tc*?"

"Very much."

"Very much."

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

When even Baek Cheon looked at himself with incredible eyes, Jo-Gol bowed his head.

I'm the death penalty for people like this.

I feel something burning in my eyes.

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

"Sa-Hyeon-Ung...

Jo-Gol eventually grabbed his head when even Yoon-Jong asked him that he couldn't believe it. Yoon-jong said with a look of bewilderment.

"Oh, no, but you told me your house was a small top of the wallpaper."

"……I can't tell you."

"Oh, my. It looked so good on you that I believed you."

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

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

"You're saying your eyes are strange! 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 out of the air, quickly returns to his place.

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

"Sizzlegg……."

Baek Cheon grits his teeth and shakes.

"Oh, it wasn't a private matter."

"You're a piece of shit!"

I think I could hear them babbling inside.

"Who dares to speak at the door of the Dead Sea Chamber?"

The huge door burst open and an old man with a sharp impression popped out. Then, with a sharp stare, he shot at the disciples of Hawasan.

And then...….

"Huh? Huh? Do, young master!"

Young master... .. young master.

Chung-Myung whispered to Yoon-Jeong.

"I'm sure I've heard it right now, right?"

"I think so. Seeing that I feel like digging out my ears."

The old man rushed to Jo-Gol.

"No! No! You're not a young master! Prince Lee! He's Prince Lee! Oh, my God, I can't believe you've become such a person!"

Chung-Myung whispered again.

"I think Sacheon 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 Hawasan's disciples were invisible. Hugging Jo-Gol as if he was about to burst into tears.

"You're back safely, Prince Lee! Really!"

"The Three Musketeers. Calm down!"

Chung-Myung whispers again.

"I guess he's a real house boy. You're talking down to your grandfather."

"Well, that's really...…. No, wait. That's not what you're supposed to say, is it?"

Meanwhile, Yoon-jong glares as if he can't get away with this.

"Hey, over here! Tell him that Prince Lee is back right now! Right now!"

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

Chung-Myung peered at Jo-Gol, who was preoccupied with calming down the Three Musketeers with his tongue.No matter how you look, I can't believe that Jo-Gol was the son of such a rich family.

"Yoon-Jong's death penalty. Do you have any hidden backstab for the death penalty? Like a high-ranking mastermind?"

"……I'm an orphan."

"Yes, usually that's right."

It's weird.

It was not until the reunion of tears continued that the three generals began to pay attention to them.

"What about these people?"

"They are private homes and death penalty."

"Ah!"

Baek Cheon has taken a swipe at the Three Musketeers.

"I'm Baek Cheon, the great student of Hwasan. Unexpectedly, I came to visit the family of the disposition. First of all, I apologize for the sudden visit without putting the stovepipe in."

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

The Three Musketeers steal the eye with their sleeves.

"Since you went to Wasan, 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 him several times already."

Jo-Gol shook his hand awkwardly and pushed the back of the three generals.

"Let's go in first. It's not polite to put your private residence here."

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

The Three Musketeers led them into the Chamber. The minds of the Hawasan disciples passing through the large main gate were united.

I think it's bigger than the Hawaiian prose.'

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

Oh, my God, you look different.'

Hawasan's disciples are sensitive to money because they live without it. As a result, it felt like a sparkle was emitted from Jo-Gol, a child of the family.

And

"Walk!"

Two people were seen running out on their feet in their eyes. He was a middle-aged woman in a silk court and an old man in red silk.

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

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

"You indifferent son of a b*tc*! Why did you come so late?"

"I'm sorry, Mother."

A middle-aged man throws his hands behind his back and turns his head around. Maybe it's holding back the rising tears.

It's, like....

It's too colorful or surrounding to be described as simple...…, however, is something of a warm sight.

Like a folding screen, three orphans and a runaway raised blood on their foreheads.

'That's not fair, really!'

I thought we were in the same boat.'

Deceit! Deceit!

Even Chung-Myung trembled at the sight.

Someone was born again, a beggar!'

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

And so, one Hawaiian Munha met his family again.

The remaining four students of Hawasan were hungry for the happiness of the death penalty.

* * *

"……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, he was a young master! I don't even know that!"

Jo-Gol coughs loudly.

"Everyone is on the same death penalty when they enter the private sector. What's the point of a family?"

"Important! I don't have a home!"

"Me, too."

"I don't have one either."

"Uh, I, uh...…."

Baek Cheon hesitated a little, and Chung-Myung nodded as if he was pathetic.

"Households are fine. The private residence was kicked out."

"It's on my foot! On my feet!"

Chung-Myung shuddered, neatly ignoring Baek Cheon's excuse.

"You've got so much money and you didn't add a penny to Hwasan's collapse, right?"How old am I to spend my family's money?" Is that my money? Is that my money?"

"You can ask me a favor! I'd have made a living with red ships!"

"Traitor."

"Foolish."

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

That's all I'm saying without knowing.

At that time, if Jo-Gol had put in a stovepipe asking for support with the family's money, his father would have immediately rushed to Hwasan and dragged him back to Sacheon.

His father is also a merchant.

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

"Anyway."

When Jo-Gol was in so much trouble, Baek Cheon went into arbitration.

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

But public opinion was not very good.

"Look at all the kids in the family helping each other!"

"We have orphans here."

"Then I'm here."

Baek Cheon coughed with a red face.

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

"Huh!"

Chung-Myung, who was wondering if there would be a place to go back even if Hwasan failed, eventually held back with a grunt.

"So what does your father say?"

"I haven't spoken yet."

"……why?"

"It's a little...."

Jo-Gol sighs deeply.

"The deadline I originally promised to be in Hawaii has already passed. You should have already returned to the family last year to help with the family's work on schedule."

"But why didn't you go?"

"It's him……."

Because you're here.

But I don'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 okay. We just have to go."

"What are you talking about? I am a disciple of Hwasan! I'll follow you to Unnam even if I die!"

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

Chung-Myung shrugs.

Then Yoon-Jong asks secretly.

"Is Jo-Gol very high?"

"Tsk, tsk. Capital punishment. Can't you tell? I don't know where we are, but the scale shows that we're not far behind the galaxy. Then Jo-Gol's death penalty is at least a small cluster at the top of course! It's going to be like Hwang Jong small wine!"

Chung-Myung spoke sternly and pointed to Jo-Gol.

"So Jo-Gol's death penalty is at least bullish..."Wait, I don't think it's a big deal."

"Right?"

"I feel that way, too."

When I think of Hwang Jong, who is groveling to the ground when I come to Hawaii, something begins to plummet.

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

"I thought it was something great."

"Ha. Jo-Gol looks friendly again."

It was Hwasan's disciples who casually said things that would have bubbled and flipped over if Hwang Jong had heard them.

And in response, this time Jo-Gol began to tremble.

It was burdensome when I was just floating, but when I was ignored again, I got strangely angry.

"Well, anyway."

Jo-Gol sighs and says.

"I'm going to have dinner with my family later, so I'll ask you how to head to Unnam, Sasook."

"Well."

Baek Cheon nodded.

"It may not be easy, but I look forward to your kind cooperation. Whether we negotiate with the Namman Beast or hide in the native land of Jameokcho, we have to be vigilant from the beginning of Unnam to avoid both.""I know."

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

"Yes, private residence!"

Jo-Gol, who took a look around the death penalty, sighed low.

"Sure…"

"Oh, death penalty."

"Huh?"

"I need someone downstairs to put some alcohol in here."

"……."

"Tsk. You're not ignoring me. You don't give me alcohol. With this much side dish. I need a drink, please. Something expensive."

"……."

"The death penalty, I repeat!"

Chung-Myung said with a serious face.

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

What are ghosts doing...….

I won't take him.