Chapter - 798 Episode 798. He's handsome and bad-tempered. (3)



"The entrance is too narrow."



"Hmm……, and there are too many distractions."



The eyes of the long writers turned to the river.



In front of the deep valley in the middle of the cliff across from it was filled with water supply lines.



'It's more formidable than I thought.’



This is why dealing with numbers is difficult.



If they are located in an open terrain like other gatekeepers, they can just sweep it away based on the overwhelming history of Shaolin, Shudang, Namgung and Cheongseong.



However, in order to target such terrain, it is necessary to take damage from entry.



No, not from the beginning.



It's right to say approach first.



We'll only be able to get into the valley after we've had a hand-to-hand fight.



'At times like this, I'm even jealous of the Sapa.’



Namgung Wang gritted his teeth.



I felt nauseous looking at the topography of that valley.



This side is restricted by the people who may or may not be inside, but they are not. It's hard to tell what unique traps are lurking in that narrow valley.



"We need to secure the top."



"Yes, they don't know what they're up to.”



"……It must not be easy.”



I don't even think of losing. It's too much to deal with a black dragon salad.



But the most important thing now was not just victory.



You should do more than just another door-to-door faction while dealing as little damage as possible. That's why their heads are so complicated.



"If we want to make a contribution, we have to be active. However, if that happens, there is no choice but to suffer great damage.’



'If we bleed, they'll love it.’



"What are you going to do?"



Among those who were looking at each other, Bop Kye opens his mouth first.



"Sorim will take the lead."



"As expected of Shaolin. Who in the world would doubt Shaolin's consensus? But this time, let's give our shaman the first offense."



"The Southern Palace also brought ships.”



"The ship has brought integrity."



Four people peeked back at each other.



"Well, first of all…….”



"Hahahaha!"



"Who's in the vanguard...….”



"Here, take a drink!"



"…That's the first decision I make…….”



"Hey! Get me everything you got! I know you brought it!"



“…….”



Namgung Wang's face, which had barely become a little serene, has a tendon again.



"This……."



"Calm down, Lord Namgoong."



"Never mind."



"Ugh……."



With the dissuasion of other long sentences, Namgung Wang opened his eyes with a look of anger and going crazy.



Well, there was a very feast in the back, regardless of the grievances here.



The Wasans in black suits, bandits in rusts, and even the men in blue clothes are holding a drinking party together.



"On the battlefield, I drink...….”



Hyun Cheon-ja, who had shown quite a favor to Hwasan, frowned as if she did not understand this much.



"Never mind! Do you have any ideas for those of you who hang out with the Sapa? You can't put those people in the battlefield. Unless you want to be stabbed in the back.”



"Hmm."



Three people showed signs of displeasure.



But only one, Heo Do-jin, saw it and kicked his tongue.



It's stupid.



It's nothing to be upset about having a drinking party.



What's important is that they've prepared drinks. In other words, some of them knew from the time they came here that they would not be able to participate in the battle, that the Old File Room and the Great Sega would unite and push them back.Isn't that something you can guess?



'No way.'



They are Hwasan.



It is the most prosperous gatekeeper in the Middle Ages, in the midst of fame. At the same time, however, he has been expelled from the old file room for almost a hundred years. In other words, none of them has experienced the old file room or the five major houses.



I don't know to what extent you can guess if you've been through a lot of old and five generations and understand their physiology, but Hwasan, who has been pushed out of that realm for more than a hundred years, even prepares alcohol with confidence?



The most important thing to note here is the insight.



And the person who guessed it probably...….



Heo Do-jin's eyes turned to Chung-Myung, who was drinking cheerfully in the middle.



"What a mysterious man he is he?"



How the hell do you have that much insight at that age? He also saw a lot of geniuses in Kang-ho, but it was the first time to see such a man.



There are many talented people.’



Of course, Hwasan Sinryong's talent is no match for others. But beyond that talent, it's been decades of ease and insight that's rolled into power.



'I might have to think again.’



Obviously, his judgment was not wrong. Hwasan must be in a hurry to close the gap with the shaman for some time to come.



But... what if they die and that child becomes a long story for Hwasan? Will the shaman really be able to deal with Chung-Myung's Hwasan then?



The more I think about it, the more I fear...….’



"Hahahaha! Long-written man! Here's a drink! Wow, the view here is awesome!"



"……I became a car."



"A day like this is more about drinking than tea! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!



“…….”



Heo Do-jin's eyes twitched.



It's great, but...….



It's really great, but...….



Somehow, it was Heo Do-jin who hated it more than he died.



"…Will it be okay?"



“…….”



"Are you sure this is okay?"



In the meantime, I've seen too much of what he's doing.



Now, even if Chung-Myung is caught by a man, gets hit by a magic pearl, and runs away, he is Baek Cheon, who is confident to watch with his hands behind his back.



But…….



Is this really okay?’



The elite of the four clans are gathered before their eyes.



Shaolin, shaman, Cheongseong, Namgung.



Each and every name is enough to make them tremble. How great is it that there are not any of them, but four of them?



But…… in the middle of that place, a group of monks, bandits, and figures are gathering to hold a drinking party.



'Even if it's not here, it's a strange sight.'



The bigger problem was the facial expressions of those sipping alcohol.



"…I feel like I'm going to get a hole in my stomach.”



"Can I eat this?”



"Cha, it's better to fight."



Hwasan feels the pressure of the front doorkeepers, as Hwasan does, but in fact it was nothing compared to green forests and numbers.



The bandits of green vegetables lost focus on their eyes with a completely frozen face.



"Ha, ha, ha.... A drink……."



Shaking.



The hand of the person who lifts the glass is shaking like an asiatic tree.



I feel like throwing up.’



What if he changes directions and attacks this way?



"God of the mountains. Help me!’



That's a natural reaction.Although the situation has somehow turned out to be like this, the old file rooms in front of them are enemies, not colleagues of bandits. It's not strange if they're beaten up, not the numbers of black dragonfish.



But instead of running away, I have to lay a table in front of him and drink. It would have been more comfortable to set the oil on fire and drink it.



But if you have to say, they are still better.



"Hiccup!"



“…….”



"Hiccup!"



'The body looks better.'’



The bandits glanced at the numbers with pitiful faces.



They are the warriors of Nokchae, which is regarded as the most elite in Noklim, and there is also King Noklim here.



However, those numbers were literally watercolors, and they had been subjected to punishment not long ago.



Since such people were brought in like slaves and held a drinking party in front of the place where their former colleagues were punished, it is acceptable to maintain their sanity.



"……I know, why did you bring alcohol?"



"Well, he wants me to take care of him.…we've got some kind of talent…….”



Do it.



I'm going to peel it if you to peel it. The person who makes you do it is Hwasan Sinryong.



The numbers of faces that are about to collapse from a heart attack, and bandits who are seriously contemplating whether to run or lock in front of them. I do drink there, but I don't know if it's really okay to do this, so I'm looking at the Wasan Mundos all the whole time.



And even your own clique looking at them.



Everyone occupying the riverside was in an uncomfortable, uncomfortable and uncomfortable situation.



In the meantime, there was only one person who was excited.



What a mess!



Chung-Myung handed over the drink and pulled the bottle out of his mouth.



"Caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa It tastes good! It's amazing! And the view!"



Hyun Jong stared at Chung-Myung with a displeased look.



He was understanding. Everything Chung-Myung does has its own calculations. It may be embarrassing for a moment, but it's only good to follow.



I know. I know, but...….



"Chung-Myung아."



"Yes, long story."



"…is it really okay to do this?"



The pros and cons are amazing, but I couldn't help feeling anxious.



"They told me not to get in."



"Even so...….”



"If you're down in the back for nothing, they're the only ones that feel good. You have to understand this long story so that you can survive in this tough political arena."



"…what?"



"Politics is not for my own good! I'm telling you to upset the ugly ones!"



Hyun Jong smiled pleasedly at Chung-Myung's words.



My forefathers.



I'm having a hard time these days. Sometimes it's harder than it used to be.



Please do something about this guy...….



"And."



"Huh?"



Chung-Myung spoke in a slightly more serious voice, stealing the alcohol from his mouth with his sleeve.



"The kids should learn how to watch from behind. So far, I've had a habit of running and working things out, and you haven't forgotten what happened to Hwasan while he was doing it, have you?



"…Of course I didn't forget."



"Hwasan was about to collapse, but they were just watching. But it's even weird that I can't help you with this kind of work. I want to pour oil on the river and set it on fire if I can."



The moment I heard that, Hyun Jong's face hardened.



"Well, if they're in crisis, they'll come forward. He's not the one to wait and see. And what about those bastards? Did anyone help Hawasan burn and his disciples die in a terrible way? I was drinking with my hands behind me and I just emptied the warehouse."Hyun Jong clasped his fist.



'I...'



I was so angry.



In retrospect, those gatekeepers did not help Mahyo when they saw him storm in and set fire to Hwasan and slaughter his disciples.



What the Wasans are doing now is not a sight across the river, but a sight across the river what they did then. But you're uncomfortable just watching them go to war?



"It's worth living, and I've forgotten all about it?"



Hyun Jong grinds his teeth briefly.



"Drinking!"



"What?"



"Bring me a drink! Let me have a drink!"



"Come on, long man!"



"Come on!"



Hyun Young went to get a drink because of Hyun Jong's scolding. Chung-Myung grinned at the sight.



"You understand.”



Hyun Jong nods with a stiff face.



"There are things to forget and things to remember. I never meant to give it back the same way, but...….”



"That'll do."



Hyun Jong turned his head and shouted at his disciples.



"Drink! Let's have a good time playing in the water!"



"Yes, Jang Moon-in!"



Hyun Jong poured the liquor into his mouth at once, depending on the tea that Hyun Young brought.



"Wow!"



"Come on. Have a snack."



"Come on!"



Chung-Myung giggled as he saw Hyun Jong munching on beef jerky.



Yeah, don't forget.



What they did to Hwasan in the past. And Chung-Myung shouldn't forget, either. What kind of mistake did Hwasan make?



"This is how it is right now, but...….’



One day they will shed tears of blood like Hwasan.



"Let's just watch some cute tricks. But, um....”



"Huh?"



Chung-Myung rolled up the corners of his mouth.



"This really shouldn't be a cripple across the river."



"……What do you mean?"



"No. Is that what it's supposed to be? I don't know. Giggling."



Seeing Chung-Myung laugh out loud, Hyun Jong gave up on understanding and shook his head.