Hyun Jong stared blankly at Jang Nilso.
What did this guy just say?
Brothers? All men and all men?
No, all the people and Hwasan?
Hyun Jong's eyes were so complicated that I couldn't say anything about them.
He also has a lot of years to live. I've met a lot of people for a long time. Some were sneaky, some were full of causes, and some were obsequious, making it difficult to grasp.
But none of them were as difficult to deal with as Jang Nilso is now.
Every word felt like it was poking a person's lungs.
Hyun Jong bit his lips once and opened his mouth. His voice was more relaxed than at first.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Jang Nilso twisted his red lips when he heard Hyun Jong's answer.
"It's not too difficult, but there's nothing you don't know. Literally. We want to have a thousand people in heaven."
The bewilderment in Hyun Jong's eyes was young.
"There would be nothing to fear in the world if all the people were with the Heavenly Union. Are you willing to hold the hands of this bayonet?"
The faces of those under his words turned pale.
A crowded room?
You're holding hands with that bayonet?
This is ridiculous.
'It's a huge deal if it's a success.’
It is enough to shake up the strength of the current Cheon U-men. However, on the day of the joining of all the people in the heavenly alliance, there will be a situation where all existing forces must be torn apart and rewritten.
What was more shocking was that the first person to make the suggestion was not Cheon Woo-mang but Jang Nilso of the universal room.
Anyone who knows Jang Nilso at all knows that he's never the one to bow under someone. But isn't he saying that he can lower his head to nothing but a thousand friendship?
What the hell are you thinking?’
Those who couldn't keep up with Jang Nilso's pace just watched the situation blankly, unable to help themselves with their own tangled heads.
He weighs down his son-in-law with overwhelming presence and sweeps those who are doing as he intends. It was as if he was grabbing and shaking those who climbed the Wasan with his huge hands.
Middle-aged people just marvel at such Jang Nilso. But Hyun Jong couldn't. He is a man who has become a man of heaven's righteousness. No matter how great your opponent is, you should never be swept away.
Hyun Jong opened his mouth calmly.
"I understand what you mean by defeat."
Jang Nilso casts an interesting glance.
"But that's not possible."
"Why? Because the relationship between the bay and the hwasan is not good?”
Hyun Jong looked straight at Jang Nilso.
"I'm a long-time writer of Hawasan, but I'm standing here as a heavyweight of the Heavenly Union. It's not time to discuss private silver circles."
"Because all men and men don't get along."
Jang Nilso stared silently at Hyun Jong as if to continue.
"Cheonwoo-men and Man-in-bang have different walks. There's no reason to weave things that don't fit together."
Jang Nilso's resonant voice rippled across Hawasan.
"I don't want to take it because everyone's Safa.”
"That's a strange thing to say.”
Jang Nilso's eyes turned to Solso Baek and Maeng So standing behind Hyun Jong."The North Sea Ice Palace and the South Bay Beast Palace are not political factions, did they not accept it? What's the difference between them and everyone?"
Hyun Jong closes his mouth slightly.
The fact that the distinction between political affairs is not very clear. It may not be too difficult to distinguish based on what direction you are advocating, but if the Munpa has not decided its direction, there is no clear standard for dividing the two.
As Jang Nilso pointed out, the Namman Beast Palace was closer to Sapa than Jungpa in the eyes of the midfield.
"It's strange. You can't accept the Sapa in the Middle Ages because the roads are different, but you can accept the Sapa other than Sae?"
Hyun Jong tried to say something, but before that Jang Nilso giggled and laughed. It was an act that didn't seem to expect an answer.
Then suddenly his feet stepped on the floor. A powerful advance rang the ground and spread.
"Is being a friend of the Heavenly Fellow just a place that Maen-ju likes?"”
Jang Nilso shook his head pitifully with his tongue full.
"It's a kid's house."
Having downgraded the existence of Chun Woo-mang at once, he stretched his arms out exaggeratedly. The long sleeves flapped and the eyes of the middlemen were once again focused on him.
However, Jang Nilso, who seemed to make a loud noise in no time, unexpectedly backed up and remained silent for a while. The gathered eyes are getting heated, and the viewers seem to give time to dampen the dry mouth.
In the meantime, Hyun Jong slowly opened his mouth.
"Those who are with the Heavenly Fools are not determined that much."
Jang Nilso looks at Hyun Jong with a glare.
"The important thing is trust. We want someone who can leave each other's back. But Chun Woo-men still don't have the trust to trust the whole world."
"There will be no reason for us to reject all the people if there is a day when we can have strong trust in all the people."
Jang Nilso's red lips rolled up, drawing lines.
He nodded slowly and very leisurely.
"That's true. Trust. Yes, trust is important. I certainly agree with what my stronghold says."
"Now the question is how to gain the trust of the Heavenly Fathers…"….”
Jang Nilso's eyes swept through the old file room and the elders of Oh Dae-sega behind Hyun Jong.
"How about that old file room, or if the Great King breaks down one of them, will you trust us?"
"Well, that's crazy!"
The sound of wind leaking from the mouths of the masterpieces came out.
Defeat Jang Nilso.
Who doesn't know his reputation. Who doesn't know the strength of the universal crowd he leads?
However, no matter how hard it may be, it is impossible to talk about the old file room and the five generations. It's not Jang Nilso, it's even more than Jang Nilso.
The insufferable wall of Cheongseong let out a rant.
"You're going too much. Can you handle that right now?”
Then Jang Nilso turned his head slightly and faced this wall.
As soon as his eyes met, Lee Byeok stepped back without realizing it.
Do you think this is how a beast feels when it faces a hunter?
As soon as I saw Jang Nilso's burning eyes in his long eyes, I felt pain as if his whole body were being egged with a sharp knife.
This wall was greatly embarrassed. I knew Jang Nilso was great, but I never imagined it would be this much."Hahahahahaha.
Jang Nilso burst into a big laugh.
The background laughter was so explosive. Those with weak history hurriedly covered their ears with white faces. His laughter roused the inside and beat his eardrums to the point of bursting.
By the time a teary-blooded tooth sprang up through his throat, his laughter snapped like a lie. Then an empty silence crept through the space.
Jang Nilso's voice, which was calm without laughter, was hooked on the elders of Gufa and Odaesega.
"Those who smile at their enemies who show their teeth in front of them can't stand small insults.”
He clicked his tongue as if he were looking down at something really trivial.
"Why don't you take care of the knife on your neck before you get mad at me? They're good people, so I'm sure they don't know about it'
None of the people gathered could easily refute the remark. Jang Nilso smirked at them as if to ask anyone to answer.
"That's not funny."
Then, he turned his head and looked at Hyun Jong again. He put his hands together and captured Hyun Jong.
"Congratulations again on the transformation of the Heavenly Union. I hope we can forget our personal grudges and sit face to face and make a masterpiece someday."
Hyun Jong nodded as he looked at such Jang Nilso.
Jang Nilso, slightly bent up, smiled strangely.
"Don't think of my suggestion as just a joke or a lie."
"If that's really hard...….”
Jang Nilso's eyes turned to one side.
The face of the man who made eye contact with him quickly hardened like a statue.
"I can support the Heavenly Alliance without showing up like the Green Forest King over there.”
Green forest king?
The eyes of those in the unexpected name followed the eyes of Jang Nilso. At the end of it was a prince in a splendid costume.
You're the green forest king? The author?
Why is King Green Lim here?
With the eyes full of suspicion, Im Sobyong bit his lips.
Even in Im Sobyong's sharp eyes Jang Nilso chuckled. And he turned around as if nothing had happened.
"It's going back."
The middle class couldn't take their eyes off his back. I had so many questions. I couldn't understand why he'd come all the way to this faraway place and go on such a journey.
But no one dares to ask Jang Nilso. Far from asking questions, he didn't even dare to ask.
Except for one person.
Jang Nilso glanced back slightly.
Chung-Myung stared straight at him with a cold stare and chocked at the chest on the floor.
"Get out of here. I don't need that kind of that."
"Tsk tsk tsk."
Jang Nilso kicked his tongue and smiled brightly at Chung-Myung.
"Even if you don't like the customer, you don't decline the gift."
"It's up to you, too.
Chung-Myung's eyes are getting thinner. At the same time, the sharp eyes grew wilder.
"This is the last time you've ever seen me live. The next time you see me, it's your last day."
Jang Nilso nodded with a smile as if he liked it.
"Good. I look forward to that day."
The fingertips of Chung-Myung, with his arms folded, were clasped in my forearm. My fingertips were so white that I couldn't hold back my anger."Get out of here. That's all I can do for you.”
"Hahahaha! Thank you. I'm gonna have to run away before my throat is cut off!”
Jang Nilso, smiling like a child who started playing tag, turned around and shouted.
Behind Jang Nilso, who walked proudly, was a crowd of people in white guns.
He said he was running away, but his walk was far from that of a fugitive. To compare, the power of each step was like an improvement general.
Those who were mesmerized by the back of the scene did not relax until Jang Nilso moved away for a long time. Among them, there were even those who collapsed because their legs were weak.
Baek Cheon had a clear image of Jang Nilso's back in his mind, biting his lips tightly to the brim.
"That son of a b*tc*…….”
In his humble abuse, Chung-Myung said quietly.
"That's a monster."
Baek Cheon's eyes turned to Chung-Myung.
It is rare for Chung-Myung to think so highly of someone. It is safe to say that there are few.
"And he's the one we need to put a knife in our throat."
Baek Cheon nodded with a stiff face.
It was obvious. It can't be forgotten.