Return of Mount Hua Sect

"Hmm?"

Far away, Chung-Myung, who was looking at the long writers and merchants on the eaves, glistened as if he was having fun.

"Are you coming out like that?"

Looking at the long writer with subtle eyes, Chung-Myung smirked.

I don't know.

Is this what a long writer is doing to push them into hell or to give them one last warm heart even in this situation?

It can be interpreted either way.

But one thing is for sure, Hyun Jong, the current author of Hawasan, is not as simple as he appears to be.

"I guess so."

Haven't you seen it?

The scene of a long writer sobbing while holding the door of the underground commentary.

He was the one who maintained Hawasan's long-winded appearance even though his insides were rotten. He carried the collapsing Moonpa on his back, but did not lose his gentleness and grace.

Chung-Myung squinted and looked at the long writer.

But that shouldn't be all.'

Patience has proved enough. However, it is not only character and patience that a long writer must possess.

Of course that's important. But Hwasan's...…. No, there is something else that any writer who leads the Chinese literature must have.

It's coldness.'

That's the kind of place a long writer is.

Even if it is where the Taoists live, the essence of Hawasan is Mufa.

Regardless of his or her personality, he or she who leads the literary circle as a long-time writer must have a cool head. For the sake of Hawasan's film, you have to be able to trust yourself thoroughly to the benefit of the doubt.

Does Hyun Jong have a mind to read as a long writer?

Chung-Myung, lying on the eaves with his chin resting on him, raised his body slightly.

Wood! Wood! Wood, wood!

Then there is the sound of bone breaking in my back.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Chung-Myung, who made a groan, grabbed his waist and fell flat on the eaves again.

'Oh, my God.'

Perhaps because I'm properly drained, there's no place in my whole body that's fine. Even though he was constantly working and grooming, he didn't think about returning to his birthmark.

In my head, I finished calculating that I could regain my original condition in one or three months, but it was a problem to endure three months. I'm so frustrated that I came into the body of a weak young man, but now I can't even use that weak body properly.

"Um... I'm going to have to come up with something."

Chung-Myung sighed deeply and lifted his head.

For now, his body is a later matter. We have to see how that situation ends.

"Did you ask me to delay the due date?"

Gong Munyeon frowned unconsciously.

I thought there might be something. He never looked down on Hawasan's potential. Dozens of literary factions emerge and disappear every day. It's never easy to go on for hundreds of years in that exorcism.

Now, Hawasan's situation is not as good as it used to be, but Moonpa, which has a long history, has that potential.

But...

"Is this what you call the potential?'

I can't stop laughing.

Am I overestimating Hwasan too much?'

Come to think of it, they wouldn't have been driven to this situation if they had left their potential. Gong Munyeon sighed deeply.

"I made it clear the other day that I can no longer delay the repayment date."

"Don't get me wrong. Bondo is not asking the princess right now."

"……Yes?"

Hyun Jong stared at Gong Munyeon and opened his mouth.

"I am fully aware of the position of the chord counterpart. That's why Bondo is only asking you all directly now. Even if it's 100,000 won, don't you have a separate amount to receive?""That's true."

"So I'm asking you personally if there's anyone who can delay the repayment date."

Gong Munyeon frowned.

"Thin numbers."

I don't know what this means.

"So you're saying you can pay back those who can't afford to delay their repayment?"

"That's right."

"Yes?"

Gong Munyeon opened his eyes wide.

"Hwasan may not be as good as he used to be, but it's not that there aren't very many people who give him a helping hand. I couldn't afford all 100,000, but I was able to afford some. So with your help, Hawasan won't lose the name. So please. For those of you who are looking after Hawasan today, we will surely repay him in his name."

Once again, the man of letters has taken a swipe. His posture was low, but he felt confident.

Seeing that, Gong Munyeon frowned unconsciously.

"What nonsense...…."

"I know."

Yujong San, who was watching the situation at that moment, cut Gong Munyeon's words and came in. It may not have been intended, but it was inevitable for Gong Munyeon, who suddenly stopped talking, to raise an eyebrow.

"If I delay the reimbursement, you'll be relieved?"

"Yes, it is."

"Let's be honest."

Yujong San continues to talk with a bitter face.

"We know that Hawasan might go under tomorrow right now, and we know that he's going to fail. By the way, if you're asking me to postpone the repayment date by believing in the words of a long-time writer, you're asking me to take the risk that I might not get the money."

"……it is, so to speak."

"Does that make any sense?"

Gong Munyeon has put on a new complexion. It is true that Yujong San cut him off, but anyway he was saying something he couldn't because of his face. It's better for Yujong San to come forward.

Normally, Yujong San would have soothed the situation at this point, but Gong Munyeon remained silent this time. Now we need to push the long-winded a little more.

It's all over now.'

On this occasion, Hawasan will end that long history.

It may be bitter for those who watch that the Mufain Hawasan is crushed by the power of money, not the force of the Tamun faction, but it is also more meaningful.

"Failor."

"Yes, a man of long letters."

"What can I offer you, Bondo?"

"……Yes?"

Hyun Jong straightened his shoulders.

A cool wind is blowing from somewhere. Hyun Jong smiles brightly in the wind.

"There's nothing left in Hawaii. Now all that remains in Hawasan is the honor of supporting the chords and islands for many years. The only thing I can call is Hwasan's name, too."

"Well……."

"If you ask me what to believe, this is the only answer. The name of Hawasan. History of Hawasan. Is that not enough?"

Yujong San shut up if he had nothing to say.

The name of Hawasan.

History of Hawasan.

Yeah, maybe it's a meaningful word. Unless the people gathered here are merchants.

A name or history means nothing to a merchant. Money is the only thing that means to merchants. Does it make money or doesn't it make money? It's the merchants who put everything on that one.

But you want the merchants to collateralize their names and history?

"Huh."

Yujong San couldn't stop a burst of laughter."You're too stubborn, are you?"

"Did you say forced?"

Hyun Jong still looked at Yujong San. The heavyness of his eyes forced Yujong San to withdraw unconsciously.

"Maybe it's forced."

But unlike his heavy eyes, Hyun Jong's voice from his mouth was only soft.

"But I want to try and force myself. Because Hwasan believes that the name left by Hwasan, who has protected the island and harmony for hundreds of years, is not in vain."

"……."

"I'd like to ask you backwards. What does wasan mean to you. Indeed, in the name of Hwasan, does not there exist such values in the history of Hwasan."

No one could open their mouth.

Hwasan.

Who dares to call the name light? And who dares to waste that history?

No one dares to belittle Hwasan's name, though it is now a name that has been faded away. Moreover, those who have lived with their roots in harmony will be even more so.

Therefore, no one was willing to continue the conversation.

Except for one person.

"I think it's a little off topic."

Gong Munyeon set out to refresh the atmosphere. Hyun Jong's eyes are on Gong Munyeon. Unlike Hyun Jong's empty eyes, Gong Munyeon's eyes were as sharp as ever.

"In summary, if you're going to personally push back the repayment date, and if you don't, take the money here today."

"That's how it works."

"All right."

Gong Munyeon nodded.

"Originally, in the name of the Union of Chords, it should be opposed, but I'm a man of providence, so I'll grant you permission. If anyone wants, you can postpone the reimbursement personally. One!"

Gong Munyeon looked back with sharp eyes.

"You have to take responsibility for that. The merchant association does not provide protection for those who delay the reimbursement date. Even if I'm being disbursed."

It was a subtle pressure.

"You can choose. The person who will keep the reimbursement date is here. And if you think you're going to delay the reimbursement, go over there."

Gong Munyeon's hand pointed to the side.

"Is this enough? A long writer?"

"That's right."

Hyun Jong nodded coolly.

"I don't know what this means. However, I will respect the opinion of the long writer until the end. Isn't it a respectable place to be a long-time writer of Hwasan, although it is now a disappearance?"

Hyun Jong grinned silently.

"Thank you for your concern."

Gong Munyeon raised an eyebrow unconsciously. There is no change in Hyun Jong's attitude even though he made a sneak provocation.

'I'll break your attitude.'

Gong Munyeon, who took a moment, said with a quiver.

"How do you like it? Unfortunately, there is no one who can delay the repayment date?"

"……."

"Look."

Gong Munyeon pointed back. Hyun Jong's eyes follow Gong Munyeon to merchants. Those who met Hyun Jong's eyes turned their eyes slightly and avoided their eyes.

"Do you need more time?"

Hyun Jong did not reply. I just closed my eyes.

"No matter how long you wait, it doesn't change. Because no one will give up a fortune because of the name of the faded Hawasan. So let's stop now, Jang Moon-in. Stand aside with all your might. You've done enough to be a long writer."

Gong Munyeon, intoxicated with victory, opened his arms without realizing it."Now, with this...…."

"Tsk."

It was that moment.

I can hear footsteps rattling behind my back. Gong Munyeon looked back without realizing it.

"……Staff owner?"

Yujong San was trudging to the side with his face as if he had chewed something.

It is the seat where those who will delay the repayment date will go.

"What the hell……"

Yujong San sighed as he saw Gong Munyeon's speechless expression.

"……look. What the hell are you thinking?"

Gong Munyeon's angry voice spread sharply everywhere.