Chapter 467: That Isn’t My Job To Do (2)

Fortunately, the warriors of Ice Palace didn’t have to go through the whole process.

They were carefully suppressed, restrained, and then poisoned with Tang Soso’s concoction. After that, they were tied up in the warehouse.

Chung Myung complained because this was more laborious than simply bashing their heads and putting them to sleep, but normal people did this.

Anyway, the disciples of Mount Hua, who dealt with the warriors, returned to the house and sat near the furnace.

“Cough!”

“Father... are you okay?”

“Ummm.”

Hong Yi-Myung coughed a few times before reaching out to stroke the child’s head. He nodded slightly to reassure him.

“I’m fine, don’t worry.”

“But...”

“Just a little tired. It seems like I have a bad cough right now. So, could you make me that calendula decoction?”

“I’ll do it right away!”

“Yes, thank you.”

Hong Jin-Bo put on his winter clothes and went out. Seeing that, Baek Cheon frowned.

“Is that alright? Collecting herbs in winter....”

“The roots can still be dug even in the middle of winter.”

“But the snow field outside....”

“It would be best if he took his time. There’s something I can’t say with the child around.”

Hong Yi-Myung stared at the door the child left through and opened his mouth.

“Let’s talk without wasting time. My real name isn’t Hong Yi-Myung, but Han Yi-Myung.”

Not Hong, but Han Yi-Myung.

“I was a warrior of the North Sea Ice Palace under the name of the Ice Tiger Han Yi-Myung. I made a name for myself in the North Sea.”

“The...”

Han Yi-Myung glanced at Baek Cheon and nodded.

“Yes, I served the previous Palace Lord.”

“That’s what I thought.”

If there was a reason why the warriors were chasing him, this would be it.

“But... are you saying they’re after you because you served the previous lord? It seems like they have gone all out to take people like you down.”

At Baek Cheon’s words, Han Yi-Myung sighed.

“This kid seems to know how to talk a bit.”

“...”

“Now, what else can I hide? I’ll tell you everything. Like you said earlier, they’re not after me. It’s about something else they’re pursuing.”

“That child...”

“Yes.”

Han Yi-Myung nodded slowly.

“Surprisingly enough, that child isn’t my son.” Cheêck out latest novels at novelhall.com

His tone was dull as if he were revealing a huge secret. But the reaction of those who actually heard it was nothing special. On the contrary, they looked like they were hearing something obvious.

Han Yi-Myung tilted his head and asked.

“Aren’t you surprised?”

“Why should we be?”

“....”

“At this point, not realizing it would be more strange.”

“You’re too much. First of all, the two of you don’t look alike.”

“True, he’s handsome.”

“....”

Baek Cheon delivered the final blow to the man, who looked at them in shock.

“Anyone with even a slight bit of understanding will know that...”

But then,

“What? He wasn’t your son?”

“...”

That voice made everyone turn their heads.

Chung Myung, who was warming himself by the fire, looked shocked and wide-eyed.

“I wonder if he didn’t want to judge...”

“Or maybe he’s blind.”

“Could be.”

The disciples of Mount Hua sighed at this, and Han Yi-Myung corrected his expression, his face serious.

“But... that’s not the only secret the child has.”

His eyes showed determination.

“Don’t be surprised. The child’s real name is Seol Yu-baek. He’s the son of the former Palace Lord and the rightful heir to the throne.”

The disciples all looked unruffled and remained silent. Han Yi-Myung, confused, asked.

“... Aren’t you surprised even now?”

“The warriors of Ice Palace cared more about the child than you did.”

“Well, that proves it.”

“... Anyone with common sense would understand that much...”

But then again,

“What? The son of the previous Palace Lord? Oh, God!”

And they all turned their heads once again.

Seeing Chung Myung with his mouth hanging open in surprise, they felt sorry for some reason.

“... Maybe he’s a fool.”

“Or just completely uninterested in anything that involves someone else.”

“Ah, that’s true.”

“I am not shortsighted. Could it be that I had only one place to hide when we were running from the Ice Palace warriors? We can move to a new place now, so don’t worry about us.”

“Ah... then I am glad.”

Baek Cheon sighed. It felt like a bad feeling was creeping into his head.

“... I was too late. We need to prepare to leave this place.”

The disciples of Mount Hua stood up upon hearing the word to leave. Han Yi-Myung was unwell, so he moved slower than before.

“Your body isn’t at its best yet.”

“It’s fine. This much works.”

Han Yi-Myung smiled.

“I have been through a lot over the last couple of years trying to avoid those people’s pursuit. It is very dangerous this time, but it’s not too much for me to handle, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

Han Yi-Myung bowed to Mount Hua.

“You ended up getting involved in something unnecessary, so there is no way I can’t feel bad for this. Maybe things won’t go wrong because of me now....”

“Do not worry about that.”

Chung Myung shrugged and said,

“It is we who agreed to help and we who are responsible for it.”

“... thank you.”

“Then, now that this has happened, would you come with us?”

“... we refuse.”

“Ehh, why?”

“We will clearly refuse.”

He was one of the most determined people they had met.

“Then....”

“Just take a look. And please don’t discuss us in the Ice Palace.”

“If anything does come up, I’ll say we haven’t heard anything.”

“I’d be grateful if you did.”

“Let’s meet again when we have the chance.”

Mount Hua’s disciples and Hae Yeon pulled the cart and waved goodbye to Han Yi-Myung.

“Sasuk, are the ice palace warriors in the warehouse okay?”

“Yes. How long will the poison’s effects last?”

“If there’s no cure, it’ll last for seven weeks.”

“... Shouldn’t that be enough to kill someone?”

“Ehhh.”

“Right. But they’re warriors, so would being tied up for that short period kill them?”

Hae Yeon, who had been silently listening, closed his eyes.

‘Normally, they’d die! You devils!’

Why was it that these people were becoming more callous these days?

Hae Yeon was very worried that he would be affected too.

Of course... it was too late to worry about it now.

“Seven weeks... I guess we should enter the palace before then to avoid any misunderstandings.”

“Right. It’s not like those people are injured, so they can’t do anything about us, who would have arrived after being introduced under the name of the Nanman Beast Palace Lord.”

Looking at Han Yi-Myung waving his hand and Seol Yu-Baek standing next to him, Baek Cheon mumbled.

“... Such a strange relationship.”

“Right.”

They continued to sigh, feeling a sense of unease.

But...

“Do you really not want to come to the palace?”

“T-that bastard!”

“... let’s go quickly, sahyung. After we do this, I think he’ll really kidnap the kid.”

“No matter how crazy he is, it’ll be too much.”

“Are you sure?”

“...hurry.”

The cart started abruptly and moved forward. Chung Myung, who was on top of them again, stared at Han Yi-Myung and Seol Yu-Baek and licked his lips.

‘Heir....’

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“Somehow, they look disgustingly alike.”

Chung Myung rested his head on the luggage.

Hong Jin-Bo’s face looked like the North Sea Ice Palace Lord he had met in the past. As soon as he saw it, he felt strange.

‘So pitiful.’

The Demonic Sect and their plots were known to have horrible outcomes. Perhaps not a single member of the previous lord’s family survived.

In other words, the child was left without any family members except for one uncle, who was trying to kill him.

Chung Myung looked at Seol Yu-Baek, who now appeared far away.

“Hmm.”

And he smiled.

“You never know what will happen in the world.”

He put his hand in his pocket and took out a Baek Ah.

“Do you remember?”

Baek Ah nodded her head, her black eyes shining brightly.

“If you look for it, can you find it?”

Once again, she nodded her head.

“Try it, and I’ll turn you into a nice muffler.”

Chung Myung smiled.

He thought this would be an interesting relationship, depending on how he used it.