Episode 365:
Restaurant within the Guangxi branch.
I said, handing a note to Dojang Cheonwoo, who was sitting across from me.
“It may be a hassle, but please take charge of bringing Meng Kyung here.”
“Do you mean me?”
“All the preparations have been completed, so there won’t be any problems.”
“Why did you suddenly ask me...”
“Originally, I was going to move it myself, but something came up and I couldn’t do it.”
Wu Jiajin suffered significant injuries due to the intense fighting.
I couldn’t move and leave him lying in the hospital bed, fretting.
Because Dokgok’s assassins are waiting for an opportunity to eliminate him.
[Wu Ga-jin’s destination is Honam, to be exact, the
Murim League.] [He may be enjoying a leisurely wandering, but his moving speed is quite slow, but he will arrive here in the not-too-distant future.]
The man in black had an accurate idea of Wu Ga-jin’s movements.
The fact that Wu Ji-jin was injured would probably have reached his ears by now.
Once Woo Ga-jin officially joins the organization and becomes a member of the Cheonan Gambu, he will not be able to use his hands carelessly as a soloist, but until then, there is a need to be careful.
“I understand for now.”
After all the precautions were given, Dojang Cheonwoo sighed and stood up.
I waved my hand and saw off Cheonwoo Dojang as he left the restaurant.
“Please arrive safely. “I’ll be waiting.”
* * *
“...is this place?”
Dojang Cheonwoo looked up at the high signboard of the palace with a shocked expression.
Daeyeonru (大宴樓).
It matched exactly with the writing on the note.
He stood there for a long time, hesitated, scratched his head and muttered.
‘No matter how you look at it, it looks like a giru (妓樓). Surely you haven’t forgotten that I’m a Taoist?’
The face of the evil boss who sent me here flashed through my mind.
There was no way he could not have foreseen the current situation.
Wouldn’t you be giggling right now, imagining the situation you’re in?
After taking a deep breath, Dojang Cheonwoo walked towards the entrance of the building.
“Stop! If you want to enter Daeyeonru, first identify yourself and write your name on the list...”
Ting!
As soon as the warrior guarding the entrance blocked his way, he snapped his fingers and threw a gold coin.
The warrior who was startled and took the gold coin stepped to the side and bent his waist at a right angle.
Dojang Cheonwoo naturally passed by him and entered the room.
‘Amazing, Great!’
The warrior looked at the back of Cheonwoo Dojang out of the corner of his eye and hurriedly packed the gold coins into his chest.
A customer who throws gold coins, not copper coins, to a gatekeeper.
It had been a long time since I had seen a man with such great distribution.
‘It’s going to rain money in Daeyeonru today.’
* * *
‘It’s quite spacious.’
After entering the room, Dojang Cheonwoo looked around and muttered.
The smell of powder hit my nose and I frowned.
Giru’s unique decadent atmosphere disturbed his mood.
‘They said it was a business place managed directly by Sangsalmun.’
The customers wandering the hallways were cute, and the courtesans I occasionally encountered were all of great beauty.
Of course, even Cheonwoo Dojang did not set foot on the gilru wearing a uniform.
He wore a colorful robe with gold thread on a red background, and the hero’s sword (英雄巾) was wrapped around his forehead.
To someone who didn’t know him, he might have been mistaken for a son of a wealthy family with some martial arts skills.
‘I said I could go to the top floor.’
It wasn’t easy to calm my agitated mind.
It was a place that was too stimulating for a Taoist monk who had lived his entire life under strict discipline.
It took some time to move across the hallway.
“How did you get here?”
A woman with embarrassingly heavy makeup approached me and grabbed my arm.
I will waste as much as I can and proudly report to the evil boss who dispatched the Taoist to Giru.
* * *
Dojang Cheonwoo climbed the stairs to the upper floor with a beautiful courtesan on either side.
The intimidated look I had when I first stepped foot in the staircase had disappeared completely.
My sense of superiority grew every time I encountered envious glances from customers.
About an instant of time passed.
When he finally reached the top floor, he asked the courtesan on his right with an arrogant expression.
“Isn’t there a person named Ilhoon among the guests who use the top floor?”
“there is. “The person you want to meet is...”
“Please guide me to where he is.”
“It’s difficult. We can let you meet anyone who has registered in Giru, but each customer is different. “It goes without saying that there are guests who come and go on the top floor.”
“Don’t worry. “He and I know each other.”
“Is that true?”
“Why would I lie to Soje?”
It was a blatant lie.
Ilhun was the pseudonym that Maenggyeong has been using ever since he settled in Sangsalmun.
Dojang Cheonwoo had never had a conversation with Meng Kyung, let alone a close relationship.
In the first place, I only recently came across information about him.
“......All right.”
The courtesan nodded with a solemn expression and led Cheonwoo Dojang into a large room.
At the entrance of the room, two Sangsalmundo were standing like jangseungs.
“Who are you?”
“I would like you to send a message to the person inside. “An old friend came to visit.”
“Bullshit. “Who is whose friend?”
Sangzalmundo, standing on the left, frowned and growled.
It was giving off such a heavy force that it looked like it was ready to pull out its weapon and swing it at any moment.
“I wouldn’t say it’s a good habit to judge people based solely on their appearance.”
The courtesans rushed into Cheonwoo Dojang’s arms with frightened expressions.
In a way, it could be said that it was natural for Sangsalmundos to overreact.
No matter where you looked at Cheonwoo Dojo, he only looked like a young man in his twenties.
He was too young to claim friendship with Meng Kyung.
“First of all, I want you to tell me at least a story. “It won’t be too late to punish me when it turns out I lied.”
A furrow was furrowed between Sangsalmundo’s eyebrows at the sight of Cheonwoo Dojang answering calmly.
He came out so confidently that I felt like something might happen.
“good night. “Who can I tell you?”
“If I tell you that I was a colleague who was with you the day you beat Wang Cho to death under the Gaedari Cave, you will understand.”
bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, the paper door opened and a man appeared.
He was a man whose height was easily over six feet tall.
She was dressed in clothes so extravagant that even courtesans were intimidated, and her hair was neatly combed and tied back.
The angular face was not only neat, but as white as a snow field.
No matter where I looked, I couldn’t see the former open road.
“Please come in.”
“Long time no see.”
“Now that we’ve said hello, please come in.”
“You still have an impatient personality.”
Cheonwoo Dojang, who responded with his eyes curved like a crescent moon, left the courtesans behind and stepped into the room.
As soon as the paper door was closed, a curtain of energy enveloped the entire room.
A heavy force encroached on the area.
‘her.’
Dojang Cheonwoo sighed inwardly.
I knew the moment I saw him that he was a high-level expert, but I had no idea that his skills were this high.
There was no one in the room except Meng Kyung.
There is just a table in the center filled with alcohol and food.
I came to Giru and wondered what I was doing alone.
Meng Gyeong asked, holding on to Cheonwoo Dojang’s collar.
“Who the hell are you?”