The fact that Hwasan and Haenam had a match quickly spread throughout Shaolin.
"Hannam did something?"
"Hwasan? Where is Hwasan?"
"You know, the old file room."
"Ah! Plum Blossom inspection! That Hwasan was against Haenam? That's a coincidence."
Those who knew the relationship between Hwasan and Haenam couldn't help but pay attention to this fact.
Hwasan, who was kicked out of the old file room, and Haenam, who entered the place.
Isn't it a relationship that interests everyone? Even if there are no bad feelings toward each other, they have no choice but to punch each other saying it is good to see each other.
To have such people face each other, their hips were shaking.
"So what happened?"
"What do you think happened?"
"Well, of course Haenam would have crushed Hwasan, right?"
"Well, man, do I make such a fuss? Whasan smashed Haenam, didn't he?
"What? Where did you hear such a false rumor?"
"Tsk tsk tsk. More than a hundred people have witnessed the fight. Why would they all kiss and lie together? The real Hwasan disciples unilaterally drove and beat Haenam's disciples!"
"Oh, my God."
It's a surprise.
Doesn't that mean that Hwasan, who is now vague about Haenam, one of the old file rooms, literally beat it up?
"Hwasan is that strong?"
Haenam can't be weak, so of course, you'll ask like this.
"Well, that's subtle."
"Huh? What does that mean?"
"Hwasan's disciples won a landslide victory, but neither side used the sword in this fight. Well, of course it is. No matter how hot you are, how dare you pull a sword out of Shaolin's compound?"
"You didn't draw a sword to fight between the checks and the checks? So what did you fight for?"
"He punched me. And in that fistfight, Hwasan beat Haenam."
"Tsk tsk tsk. I'm sorry. Then it's not that great of a deal, is it?"
"We'll see if it's great or not. Haenam is Haenam even if you didn't pull out the sword. If we didn't attack each other in moderation and pushed him completely one-sidedly, can we look forward to Hwasan, who also picked the sword?"
"That's true. That's something you can check out at the Bemoo competition."
Everyone who heard the news fell into this topic, discussing their thoughts.
Someone cursed the brutality of Hwasan and Haenam who dared to work in Shaolin, and someone was interested in the outcome of this match.
One had hopes for the propaganda of Hwasan, which is still hard to regain the power of fame, and one frowned at Hwasan's actions, which shook the power of his power, which was firmly entrenched.
There were many different positions, but there were parts where all of them shared the same opinion.
"I'm sure this is unpredictable."
"Isn't it the first time that prestigious people show off their power since the birth of the Mah-kyo in the past? A hundred years is a long time. It wouldn't be weird to have a totally unexpected result."
"Yes, of course."
However, so far, most people have assessed Hwasan's movement as just a typhoon in a teacup.
* * *
"It's not fair."
Of course, it is true that Chung-Myung committed a crime.
Although he roughly blocked it with sophistry, it was inexcusable to beat the other Moonpas on the first day he arrived at Shaolin.Of course, even if not all of it is simply done in anger, the reason for not being able to tell on the outside is not a reason. So getting the right punishment was a risk.
Up to that point, Chung-Myung can admit as much as he wants.
It is reasonable to be punished for a crime committed.
"It's not fair."
Wouldn't anyone be upset if the punishment was worse than the crime they committed, and the accomplices were not guilty?
Chung-Myung jumped out of his seat and opened the door.
The eyes of a group of Beck Cheons guarding the door flew in and stuck in.
As I look at them, who are keeping their true swords full and thorough, I feel something warm inside.
Baek Cheon said with a sour face.
"I can't help it. Since Jang Moon-in ordered you to stop taking a step forward, we have no choice but to follow."
"What did I do? You had an accident!"
Baek Cheon covered his mouth with his fist and coughed in vain.
In fact, heaven knows and the earth knows that it was Baek Cheon who led this incident.
Of course, Chung-Myung poked him excitedly from the side, but it's too bad that he's being treated as the main culprit for stabbing him in the side.
But you can't be weak!
"It's no use telling me this. It's the order of a man of letters.…."
"The writer told you not to let me out? Why?"
"It's obvious that I'm going to make an accident."
"Accident? Do you want me to show you what a real accident is?"
When Chung-Myung opened his eyes and flipped over, a group of Baek Cheons quickly gathered shoulder to shoulder.
"Anyway, no! You can't go out, man! Hang in there. We've been here all day watching you! You're not the only one being punished."
"Well, let's just say so."
"So you're saying that the writer told him to stop me?"
"To the housekeeping?"
Baek Cheon looked up at the sky once and closed his eyes tightly.
'You have to do something that's worth doing.''
But anyway, the ordered body!
Even if you break a bone, you have to tie him up here to repay the sin you committed!
"Get in, Chung-Myung!"
"What if you don't like it?"
Baek Cheon looked up.
"Then you have to see the blood!"
"Ho? You want to see my blood?"
"No. My blood."
"So get in there."
Chung-Myung grinned with a puzzled face, when Baek Sang jumped up from down there.
"The death penalty!"
"What's going on?"
"The writer tells me to bring Chung-Myung down."
Baek Cheon frowned slightly as if wondering.
Didn't you tell me not to let Chung-Myung out of the room no matter what happened? But you want me to bring Chung-Myung down?
"Is that true?"
"Don't tell a lie, referring to a long writer."
"I suppose so."
Baek Cheon glanced back at Chung-Myung with a crumpled face.
Sigh. I don't want to go down. Whew. Why are you calling me?"
That snout is so real! Hey!
Baek Cheon sighed deeply and opened the way.
Chung-Myung also went down lightly. Baek Cheon followed, shaking his head.
Hyun Jong was sitting at the main table downstairs.
And across from it I saw a familiar person.
Chung-Myung rushed and grabbed his hand."Lord!"
Dang Gunnak, the spiny singer of the Sichundang family, smiles.
"Long time no see."
"What brings you here from Sacheon?"
"…Wouldn't you have come to participate in the herd competition?"
"Hehe. Right? I thought you came to see me again."
"That's not too wrong, either."
Dang Gunnak smiles bitterly.
"You haven't changed a thing."
"It's been a few days."
Hyun Jong coughed loudly.
"Don't make a fuss and sit there."
Chung-Myung pulled out his chair and sat down quickly.
Then Hyun Jong smiled softly and talked to Dang Gunnak.
"Thank you for coming. I should have come to see you first this time, but I'm so sorry that you're walking this way."
"Don't say that, Jang. It's natural for a late comer to find a first comer. And Hwasan and the Dangga aren't supposed to be picky about that, are they?"
Hyun Jong smiled warmly.
Whenever Dang Gunnak said this, he couldn't help but feel happy. I've been receiving only a thousand generations for decades, and I'd be grateful if that Sacheon Party lowered itself and claimed to be a close friend.
"You must have had a hard time on a long journey. Let alone the owner, the children must have had a hard time."
"Those who discuss the difficulties of such a trip dare not use the last name of Dang."
The determined voice impressed Hyun Jong inwardly.
He only looks soft and polite here, but he must be a strict man within the party. This is why Sichundang's family is so popular.
Dang Gunnak tilts his head and asks.
"What the hell has happened to you to be so young?"
Hyun Jong held the charges. Dang Gunnak is curious as he first saw himself after eating jasodan.
"Something good has happened."
"Anyway, I respect you."
Dang Gunnak did not have to ask deeply and gave words of blessing.
"But what brings you here? If you arrived today, you would have a lot of work to do."
"Well, there's no particular reason. It's just that...…."
Dang Gunnak looked around awkwardly evasive.
And I told the other disciples next to me.
"Someone go get Soso."
One of the disciples nodded and ran up to this floor.
Dang Gunnak coughed low and awkwardly.
Hyun Jong said with a big smile.
"I miss my daughter, isn't it natural for a father to be?"
"I apologize, Jang Moon-in. I know I shouldn't be here now that I've married him, but...…."
"Hwasan is a province, but I don't recommend cutting ties with your family. It's also unnatural to cut off the connection that followed. If your heart is connected to your family, it's also important to cherish him. So don't worry and feel free to come."
Dang Gunnak bowed his head and thanked him.
Then a loud voice comes from this floor.
Dang Gunnak raised his head with a slight reminder.
I haven't seen a daughter in almost a year.
He sent his child to Wasan, who he had raised as a child in his arms, and how much he had to worry about without others knowing.He looked at the stairs with beautiful eyes again, reflecting on his emotions that he could not express as a household member of the Sichundang family.
"Yes, Soso...…. SoSo? Is it SoSo?"
Dang Gunnak's eyes are shaking.
Fly in the wind or wither in the rain. She's been raising her beautifully and beautifully.
Where were one or two people who saw the scene like a daffodil and praised that it would become the most beautiful in the future?
Run, run, run, run!
At the sight of Dang-Soso running down the stairs, he flinched greatly.
My hair is tied up in a casual way.
The skin, which was white as white jade, has been painted black as if it had been hanging from somewhere, and the eyes, which always seemed like a woomi containing water, show some indescribable venom.
Have you been to the battlefield?'
How did my daughter become a living thief?
"So, So, So?"
When Hyun Jong winked, Dang-Soso turned his waist right in front of Dang Gunnak.
"Soso! Greetings to your father!"
His pear-like daughter appeared as a thistle stuck to the pond.
Dang Gunnak stammered unconsciously at this wonderful change.
"Oh, how...No, it's...….Soso…….huh?"
"How have you been?"
It was a greeting full of spirit.
Dang Gunnak turned his head slightly and looked at Chung-Myung.
Then Chung-Myung grinned.
"You've grown up well, haven't you?"
He's grown up so well that he's full of energy.….
Dang Gunnak looked blankly at Dang-Soso.
How should we accept this change?
After a long pause, he soon opened his mouth in a quiet voice.
"Are you happy?"
Dang-Soso closes his mouth.
Looking at her father, she soon nodded and smiled brightly.
"Yes, I'm happy, Father."
It was only then that a smile fell on Dang Gunnak's lips.
What if it's not what he knew? What's the big deal about a change in appearance?
It doesn't change that Dang-Soso is his daughter who won't get sick in the eye.
My beloved daughter looked much more comfortable now than when she was as beautiful as a flower in the past.
"Yeah. Did you learn a lot at Hwasan?"
"Yes, Father! I will break the heads of the other Munpas and raise the names of Hwasan and the Dangga!"
"…Wait. What do you mean, wake up?"
Yoo-Esul, who had already approached, closed Dang-Soso's mouth and dragged him away.
Dang Gunnak looks at Hyun Jong with a sour look. Then Hyun Jong winks at Chung-Myung as if it's not my fault. Of course Dang Gunnak also turned to Chung-Myung.
"Why are you watching?"
It's just me, it's just me!
He drank a few cold cups of tea in succession to calm his stomach.
Only then did his gaze sink coldly.
It was only then that the atmosphere of the Four Heavenly Hallows came out from him.
"Yes, my lord."
"I came here not only to see Soso. Apparently things are going strangely."
"What do you mean?"
Dang Gunnak spoke in a low voice.
"Recently, I was told that Jongnam and Shudang secretly had a meeting."
Hyun Jong's face hardens.
"If they met before the arena, there would be only one reason."
"Do you think it's to keep us in check?"
"That's the only reason I can think of.""Well."
Hyun Jong made a slight frown and drooled.
Dang Gunnak spoke in a rather cold voice.
"It doesn't make any difference if we didn't meet for that reason. Perhaps the old file room now considers Hwasan a pain in the neck."
"I guess so."
The evictor comes back and threatens the old school. It is no less a testament to the wrong eye of the old school.
Of course the Old File Room will not welcome Hawasan's performance.
"If you want, I'll make a place for you."
"Hwasan doesn't belong to the old school, so he builds friendship with Oh. There's nothing strange about it, is there? Then Hwasan's transportation will be a little easier."
Hyun Jong is deeply troubled. It's not wrong and a good suggestion, but it wasn't something to take lightly.
But there was one person who didn't worry at all.
"Come on. Why would you doing? It's all right."
Chung-Myung looked shrugged.
"Just because they're keeping us in check doesn't mean they can come up unarmed in two. It's going to be decided by skill anyway. But I'm afraid of something."
"Ha ha. That's true."
"And I appreciate what you say, but it's okay. You don't have to pretend to be close when you're not close. Friends are good enough for a party. Isn't it so?"
In an unexpected response, Dang Gunnak looked at him quietly.
He's still a weirdo, but...….
'That's certainly not a bad word to hear.'
He smiled and asked Chung-Myung.
"The winner is of course yours, you mean?"
Chung-Myung said plainly.
"The win is not mine, but Hwasan's."
"You'll all find out. Howasan is back."
Dang Gunnak smiled all over his face.
"Yes, it will be."