Return of Mount Hua Sect

Hwang Jong couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"You're saying it's not possible.'

His father, Hwang Munnyak, is getting worse day by day. Until recently, there was still consciousness, but recently, the number of days when I couldn't wake up has increased significantly.

People who are unconscious can't eat food.

If these days continued, it was clear that he would be out of breath in a few days.

He invited the world's greatest names out of urgency, and now he is asking for help from Kang-ho's followers, who have been associated with him, but they have not been able to come up with an answer.

Today, I had a ray of hope because the characters of the Sacheondang family, who boasted the best knowledge in the world, came to Dokdo. But the situation back was enough to disappoint Hwang Jong.

"It's difficult."

Sure enough, Hwang Jong sighed in the negative comments.

"You're saying that even the Tanga called the "Dock Manipulation" can't heal your father?"

"Of course, our party prides itself on the world's best when it comes to poison. You can decode the Dokdo."

"But?"

"But the eternal condition is not caused by poison."

Hwang Jong narrowed his forehead.

"You're saying it's not poison in that situation?"

Dang Myong, the elder of the party, picked up his head lightly.

"The symptoms are similar, but they're not addictions. There seems to be a fundamentally different cause."

"Hmmm."

Hwang Jong's complexion has become so dark that it cannot be darker.

There is no one to cure Hwang Munnyak's illness, even though he has invited people with the financial power at the top of the galaxy and promised huge compensation.

"You're sure you're not old?"

"It doesn't look natural."

"Then, what the hell is going on?"

Then Dang Myong lowered his eyes slightly as if he was in trouble.

Hwang Jong sighs as he looks at his face.

"I'm sorry, I know you're not a councillor, but I'm so frustrated."

"I'm sorry I couldn't help you."

"No, forgive me for not seeing you off."

Dang Myong got up from his seat and went outside with a wry look.

"What am I supposed to do?"

Hwang Jong clasped his head.

The father's condition is getting deeper day by day, and how can a child feel when he can't do anything?

"What sin did your father commit that he would go through?'

This is Hwang Munnyak, who has spent his entire life doing for the poor. I know heaven's will is not necessarily in retribution, but isn't this too harsh?

Death after suffering from an unknown disease for a year...….

Then there was a knock on the door.

"May I come in?"

"Oh... Yes, Elder."

The door opened and one person came inside. White-white was an impressive gray-haired man.

"I just saw Elder Dang Myong die."

"That's what happened."

"A small wine. I'm embarrassed to keep saying the same thing, but it's time to stop admitting it. The only way to save Hwang is through apprenticeship."

Hwang Jong's face is slightly distorted.

"I know what you mean. But I don't want to resort to that yet."

"Sodan liquor. Didn't I tell you? The symptoms of eternal existence are the price of going against the flow. Too much has been collected, too much has been artificially twisted. If you put it down now and put your mind to the province, you will be able to get well."

Hwang Jong turned his head and stared at the man.

But the man nonchalantly continued, as if the look was not burdensome at all."It is not common for a long writer of Daejongnam to raise a ritual in person. Why don't you know that you can enjoy this pleasure because you are the Hwang Dae-in at the top of the galaxy that has been dating for a long time? I'm running out of time. Don't leave any regrets."

"……I'll wait a little longer."

"Something new."

The man clicked his tongue. It's like Hwang Jong is doing something pathetic.

Wang Jong bit his lower lip slightly.

The reason why we should just skip these rude words and treatments is very simple. This is because the man in front of me is Kimok Sung, the elder of Jongnam.

Jongnam has been famous for his old-fashioned paintings, but he has recently gained his name in all directions due to the momentum of the Rising Sun. I don't know about this generation, but after a few generations, I'm sure it will take over the place of the first inspection. It is almost evaluated.

In addition, the West Bank has long been a place of great influence of Jongnam. Such Jong-nam's elder personally recommends it, but Hwang Jong, the owner of the small group, who is not the top leader, cannot refuse heartlessly.

"You'll ask for a thousand golds in return for a memorial service.'

It's not a waste of money.

If he can save his father's life, it is not a waste to give up all his assets. However, if they were really confident that they would save their father as an apprentice, they would not have asked him to give up the money in advance, but would have saved his father and demanded compensation.

The senses I learned throughout my life helped me understand what they were aiming for.

"I haven't received all the replies from the letters I've sent from all over the country yet. I'll decide after I get a reply."

"It's frustrating. How can they cure a disease that they have invited and failed to cure? Didn't you just listen to the Tanga?"

Hwang Jong's eyebrows are wiggling.

He is speaking as if he had heard all the conversations between Hwang Jong and Dang Myong. You don't seem to realize it, but does that mean you stole the conversation from inside?

"Brazen."

Hwang Jong sighed deeply.

Unfortunately, he didn't have the strength to point that out now. If Huang Munnyak changes his name as it is, the top of the galaxy is bound to shrink. Then, it is necessary to maintain a relationship with Jongnam, which has a great influence on the West Bank.

Maybe even at a huge cost.

"Give me a little more time. It's not because I don't believe in Jongnam. It's because I want to do one more thing as a child."

"There's not much time left. We must not forget that if the lord is not famous, it is the result of the vain obsession of the Sodan."

Hwang Jong's fist clenched under the table.

"I'll keep that in mind."

It was that moment.

"Lord Sodan!"

An urgent voice came from outside.

"What's going on?"

"Hwasan! A man came from Hawaii."

"Did you just say Hawasan?"

"Yes! It's Hwasan."

Hwang Jong's eyes trembled a little.

Hawasan is also where he sent his letters. However, since there is nothing much to look forward to in Hawaii, which has already declined, the letter to the country started at the end.

Does that mean you've already sent someone even though the investigation has just arrived?

'By any chance?'

If they didn't know anything about Wang Munnyak's symptoms, they wouldn't have sent people in person to visit.

As soon as Hwang Jong, who had a ray of hope, tried to get up from his seat, he heard a cold voice."Hwasan?"

Kimok Sseung's eyes are slightly aging.

His expression was noticeably stifled by the mere words of Hawasan. And then there's a rough voice.

"What a bunch of screwed-up shit you' Where are we?"

Hwang Jong bit his lips a little.

Of course, Kimok Sseung said it with the West Bank in mind, but Hwang Jong had no choice but to feel that Kimok Sseung treated the top of the galaxy as a male Jongnam's.

"Sodanju, you don't have to meet those things. What does Hawasan know to cure the eternal condition?"

Hwang Jong hardened his face.

"Even so, they're the ones who came after hearing from us. How can a door-to-door slapping the door?"

"You have to listen to me."

"Old man."

Wang Jong cut it out as if he had nothing to say.

"This is the top of the galaxy. Don't forget it's not Jongnam."

"Hmm!"

Kimok Sseung showed signs of discomfort, but Hwang Jong ignored the response and rose from his seat. Then he hurriedly opened the door and went outside.

'You never know.'

He failed to change the name of the world, and failed to make a sharp move in the most prestigious literary circles. Then, the answer may come from places that are not expected.

Wang Jong, who came out, looked around.

"Where are the people from Hawaii?"

A quarrel answers Hwang Jong's words, bending his back.

"He's at the entrance."

"Did you say you had a visitor from afar at the entrance? No matter how distracted you are, how rude you are!"

In a moment, Hwang Jong's voice becomes fierce. However, instead of immediately asking for forgiveness, he glances at the entrance with his lips gently.

"I was going to take you right away...… I don't understand the situation at all……."

"Get out of my way, I'll go see you in personally."

"Sodan. One...…."

Hwang Jong stepped away from his face. I don't like the ambiguous attitude of quarrels.

"Since when did the galaxy's top divide the audience according to its status?'

If your father had been conscious, he would have been scolded immediately.

Those who do business must work at the lowest point. Hwang Dae-in's theory was that those who share the customer's status based on their status and what they have do not deserve to do business.

Those who can't help but notice it are rude to set up visitors at the entrance, saying that Hawasan's power has weakened.

We need to repair the top again!'

Hwang Jong went to the entrance with a resolution.

Soon there is a small child standing on his or her legs at the entrance.

'Well, it's the fall of Hawasan.'

A white coat and plum print on its chest. Undoubtedly a disciple of Hawasan.

Hwang Jong looked at Chung-Myung and said immediately.

"Saintiff, you've been rude."

Then the young master's head slightly wobbles.

"No, well, that's possible."

"I'm Hwang Jong, the owner of the galaxy's top small group. It's my fault for not properly educating my subordinates, so please blame me."

"It's all right. I'm not here to be treated."

That's a bit of a perverse.

Hwang Jong continued, keeping a straight face.

"Thank you for your understanding. But what about you?"

"I'm here alone."

"Oh, I see. Party... Yes?"

Hwang Jong raised his head.

"What are you saying?"

"I'm here alone."

The young master in front of me shrugs his shoulders and smiles."I've brought you a way to cure Hwang's illness, so show him around. Oh, and I'd like to check what the huge reward you mentioned is, is it okay?"

"……."

Hwang Jong's eyes trembled.

What the hell is he, man?

It was the first time that Hwang Jong at the top of the galaxy met Chung-Myung, a plum blossom screening.