Chapter - 366 Episode 366. We didn't see anything. (1)

"……."

Chung-Myung looked at the smoke field with empty eyes.

And behind him, Hwasan's disciples murmured despondently.

"…I'm sure it's over."

"Yes, I'm sure it's over."

All of them had no strength at all.

"The problem is that we're done."

"……."

The wind blew from somewhere.

The sandstorm swept lonely over the hard-dipped soft-armor of high-quality blue stone.

The smoke field, which was filled with trainees only three days ago, was so clean that it was hard to find an ant now.

Chung-Myung blinked at the eerie sight.

Uh...

This is going to ruin it.

"…You don't even fly anymore."

Chung-Myung flinched at Hyun Young's empty words.

"Ha ha ha. No matter how much. I didn't expect this to happen in just three days."

Wirip San's voice, pretending to be nonchalant, was also slightly disturbed.

"Well, is this a destination?"

"…Gosh."

Baek Cheon glanced over Chung-Myung and said.

"It's not a big deal if you can't break that head either."

When the flinching Chung-Myung turned his head, Baek Cheon quickly whistled and looked away.

"…Yes."

But I didn't even have the energy to be angry. Chung-Myung shivered with a groan.

Jongnam's response was quick and bold.

It would never have come to this if they had been properly justified or focused on keeping Hawsan in check. But instead of seeking cause, they sought practicality.

"It's so scary when people throw away their face."

"But it is. I'm not going to do anything...…."

"…It was definitely a little too much."

"Amitabha Buddha."

Hye Yeon only memorized her disapproval.

The world is a scary place.'

Over the past few days, he has seen with his eyes what Jongnam's inner circle is doing in the West Bank.

I'm sure that's what you use when you say you don''

Although Jongnam's inner houses are spread throughout the West Bank, where are only those related to them living in this wide West Bank?

Among those who entered Hwayeongmun Gate, there were those who were not related to Jongnam or Jongnam's inner family.

But when the swordsmen raise their eyes and create an atmosphere of fear, what nerve can ordinary people have to ignore that blustery blade?

Where there is a relationship, they threaten through relationships, and where interests are intertwined, they threaten through interests. And where there's no relationship, it's a good thing to wander around and make people nervous.

With the situation like this, even if there are complaints, there is no choice but to avoid pouring showers right away.

Chung-Myung had his teeth chipped.

"No, I mean, you're such a humble politician."

I understood that you were threatening someone you knew.

But isn't it too much to walk around the streets in the middle of the day pulling knives?

At least if you have the perception that you are a mastermind, you can't and shouldn't do it.

At that time, Wirip San sighed deeply and opened his mouth.

"Elders, you'd rather talk to the coffin...…."

"That's not going to work."

Hyun Young shook his head firmly. Wirip San, who had brought it up, nodded slightly disappointed.

"As expected, Moorim's work is in the pack……."

"It's not like that, unless that Nam Jamyong is a fool, there's no way he wouldn't have discussed this with the government in advance. I'm sure you've already paid enough.""Oh……."

Hyun Young frowned.

"Also, I heard that the West Bank's lord has a deep connection with Jongnam. There's no way he'll take our side."

"Yes."

Wirip San sighed as if he was in a tight spot.

"Then what should I do...…."

"It's……."

Hyun Young also said, "I can't think of a way to deal with it this time."

Then he finally sighed deeply.

'It's a dirty mess.'

Originally, Jongnam would have tried to punish Seowolmun and other inner families by now. However, isn't Jongnam in a state of being declared Bongmun?

"They're setting up with knives, so why don't we stand up to them?"

"……It's not that simple."

Hyun Young frowned.

"In this situation, if Hwasan hits Jongnam's shorthand, he can't avoid the accusation that the next door faction persecuted the shorthanders and took advantage of it."

"But that's how Kang Ho is. Cover your eyes and cry."

"……The outcry is important."

In the end, even if it results in the same result, the evaluation varies depending on what cause and what process you go through.

As long as Hwasan avoids political factions and discusses negotiations, one cannot help but care about the outside reputation.

"Ugh."

Chung-Myung, who was listening to that, sighed deeply.

'This is more troublesome than I thought.'

If it had been an easy thing to do just by staging a demonstration of force, Chung-Myung wouldn't have thought of the future. You don't have to use your brain to solve things that you can solve with your fists right now.

However, this is not a problem that can be solved with much effort.

What really matters now was not Jongnam's penchant for persecuting the people with iron plates on his face. A bigger problem than that is the perceptions that Jongnam and his inner circle have built up in the West Bank.

I thought it was too easy.'

Would chord people fall for Jongnam just because Jongnam is coming into harmony and showing better performance than Hwasan?

No. That doesn't happen easily.

"Anyway, the West Bank and Jongnam are one family."

"……Huh? What does that mean?"

When Yoon-Jong tilted his head, Chung-Myung said irritably.

"When this happens, don't some of the West Bank people usually come here and ask for help?""

"…I can tell."

"But if not a single person comes here, it means that Hwasan and Hwayeongmun are still outsiders from the West Bank."

"Even when you're as bad as I am?"

"What can I do? They said they'd think so."

Chung-Myung's face got darker.

'This perception doesn't break easily.'

The people of the chord did not abandon Hwasan, even though he had fallen and failed to function for the past hundred years.

This is a subtle part that cannot be broken by strength or fame alone.

I have to flip this completely.'

This is not something I can do with Chung-Myung's power.….

"No! Are they crazy? Where are you breathing out life? Do you want to get beaten up like your dog?"

"Huh?"

Chung-Myung's worries were abruptly cut off by the loud noise coming from somewhere.

He turned his head around and looked toward the entrance.

Hong Dae-wang, who appeared out of nowhere, was shouting and pointing fingers at the fighters who blocked the front.

"…What's that?"

When the fighters ran away, Hong Dae Kwang walked into the Hwayeong Gate, huffing.Chung-Myung asked with a face that didn't know English.

"What's going on, Mr. Beggar.

Hong Dae Kwang hits his chest as if he's bewildered.

"No, all of a sudden, they're passing by and they're giving me life! Oh, it's so heartless. What a world where you're spouting your life on a beggar who passed by."

Chung-Myung kicked his tongue as if he was amazed.

"There are so many things to do."

There were probably people who secretly warned those who approached Hwayeongmun pretending to be passersby. But they didn't recognize Hong Dae Kwang and sent him to live.

I thought there weren't many people coming, but you were doing something like that's what you were doing.

"What are they?"

"It's Jongnam's shorthand."

"Tsk tsk tsk. There's a saying that things are going weird, but you're using all sorts of weird tricks. I heard Nam Jamyong isn't such a dirty person."

Hong Dae Kwang glanced out as if he didn't like it.

"But what brings you here?"

"Ah!"

Hong Dae Kwang turned his head and looked at Chung-Myung.

Jong-nam visited."

"…wow. That's amazing and amazing news."

"No, it's not like a bongmun, it's a formal bongmun."

"Huh?"

Chung-Myung tilted his head in surprise.

"Really?"

"I know. As of yesterday, you have sent a message to the world's best people to declare their condolences. Jongnam now completely prohibits foreign activities for the next year. This is a declaration made by Jang Mun-ryeongbu, so Jongnam himself cannot break it for a year. Hehe. Now Jong-nam can't get out of prose even if lightning strikes the West Bank."

"Whoa?"

Chung-Myung tilts his head slightly unexpectedly.

And Hong Dae Kwang glows at his reaction.

"You! You can tell why Jong-nam is here?"

"Huh?"

Hong Dae Kwang squints his eyes.

"So far, no one has ever reacted as nonchalantly as you, for someone who has heard this from my mouth! Why don't you tell me why?"

"…Who else heard that besides me?"

"You're the first!"

"Don't you dare."

When Chung-Myung pretended to raise one hand, Hong Dae Kwang hurriedly stepped back, covering his face with both hands.

"Bullying is the opposite!"

"...That's enough. So you came all the way here to talk about it?"

"I just stopped by. But you don't like it that much even after hearing that Jong-nam visited? I thought you'd be very happy."

"Well, it's all messed up right now.…."

Chung-Myung is smacking his lips.

Rather, if Jong-nam had unwrapped the gate and came down to the West Bank, the work could have been easier.

However, now that Jongnam has officially declared the gate, the West Bank's affairs must be settled solely between Hwayeongmun and Jongnam's inner family.

Whether to laugh or cry.'

In Chung-Myung's mouth, he couldn't stop sighing. Danny Hong Dae Kwang tilted his head with a sigh of silence.

"Is there a problem?"

"That's……."

Chung-Myung, who was speaking, sighed again. Then Hong Dae Kwang tapped his chest.

"Ha ha. I can't believe I'm worried about this old man in front of me! Don't worry and talk to me. I'll give you a special gift for your friend, who is called the "New Jegal of Openness.""

"…There's a rumor that it's called open Bobborough."

"All beggars are rice burrs, what do you mean?"

"Oh, that's true."Chung-Myung closed his mouth as he saw Hong Dae-wang nod his head proudly with a shiny face.

But you never know.'

Hong Dae Kwang is one of those who is mentioned as a future ark even in the opening, and deals with a lot of information in the world. It may show a different perspective from Chung-Myung.

"I mean, what's going on here is...…."

Chung-Myung began to explain the situation. But when Hong Dae Kwang heard the whole situation, he suddenly laughed back.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Oh?"

Chung-Myung's eyes sparkled.

"Do you have a solution?"

"Who do you think this old man is? Of course there is!"

"What is it? If you solve this problem well, I'll make sure you don't worry about food for a while."

"Well, it's hard. The solution is very simple. Hey, Hwasan The Dragon."

"What?"

Hong Dae Kwang grinned.

"Let's pack up and go to Nakyang instead of doing anything useless. I'll give up the West Bank and open up a bigger branch!"

"…is that the solution?"

"What do you say? I can't be more certain.…."

"Hey!"

Chung-Myung kicked Hong Dae Kwang's butt. At the same time, he screamed and fell to the floor.

"Oh, my," cried Chung-Myung, staring at him.

"I'm already so frustrated!"

"You should have done a good job if you were frustrated! If they said hello to Jongnam from the beginning and pushed their hips in a low position, they wouldn't have been able to do anything about Hwayeongmun. What nerve do you want me to live in a place dominated by Jong-nam?

"Ugh."

Hong Dae Kwang, who got up rubbing his butt, kicked his tongue.

"As long as Jong-nam has sealed the gate, they will rise close and resist Hwasan. Unless you press it with force, you'll never back down. But if you press it down with force, Hwasan will cast a damper on the rising reputation. As a result, there's nothing to gain."

"Who cares about fame?"

"If there is, it is useless, but if there is, it is also regrettable that there is no such thing as fame. And even more so if it's a place that claims to be a prestigious faction."

"Ugh."

Hong Dae Kwang shook his head.

"Come on, there's no way things have gone this way. Unless all of Jongnam's inner family members are ruined at one time."

"You know very well."

"Huh?"

Everyone turned to the entrance in unison at the sudden sound of another voice.

"Sigh……."

Chung-Myung sighed again.

At the entrance of Hwayeongmun Gate, the gatekeepers of Jongnam's inner family were proudly walking in, led by Nam Jamyong.

"No, they think this is my home turf. It's... it's... it's going to be a big deal.

Chung-Myung, who was about to scream, suddenly closed his mouth.

Nam Jamyong, who came inside, threw the bag in his hand and threw it in front of him.

Oh my god!

Chung-Myung opened his eyes to the sound of something heavy.

"Money?

Isn't it Chung-Myung who hears the sound of coins falling outside a hundred pages? Chung-Myung couldn't have misheard the sound of a bag of money.

But money all of a sudden?

When Chung-Myung looked at him with a puzzled face, Nam Jamyong rolled up the corners of his mouth and opened his mouth.

"Get out of the West with the money if you've endured enough. We'll buy you this garden. I don't think it's a bad idea for Hwasan either.""Ugh."

Chung-Myung grabbed the back of his head and began to move on.

"Cher, Chung-Myung!"

"Wake up, Chung-Myung!"

"Back, back of the bone...….Gasp."

It was Hye Yeon who realized that the word "causal retribution" still exists in the world.

Amitabha Buddha.