Chapter - 77 Episode 77. Rolling people don't get moss! (2)

"What's going on here?'

Jo-Gol couldn't get his act together.

It's the first time I've encountered a student of Hwasan who doesn't know Yoo-Esul exists at such a close distance.

It's not because Jo-Gol is a third-generation disciple. I've never seen even his students talk to Yoo-Esul in a friendly. It was Yoo-Esul who was a student of Hawasan but a little distant.

Then she was now talking to Chung-Myung right under Jo-Gol's nose. Soon, the blade-like eyes of his students pour on him.

'Wow, you're killing people with your eyes.'

No, exactly, Chung-Myung was being poured out and Jo-Gol was sitting next to him, but he was being beaten mercilessly by the bad guy.

'Chung-Myung, please!'

Use honorifics, you little prick!

There are all his students here. What's up with his way of speaking?

Chung-Myung was calm even though his private servants were blinding him. In an atmosphere where something is about to fly, Yoo-Esul whispers quietly as if nothing happened.

"It'll only take a minute."

"I'm not going."

"It'll only take a few minutes."

"I'm not coming! Don't you understand me?"

The way you talk, you punk!

Jo-Gol pressed Chung-Myung's thigh without realizing it. Then Chung-Myung turns his head around.

"Why?"

"……Uh……."

You can't ask that.

Uh... You shouldn't ask me like that in front of the private houses, you should have noticed.

Chung-Myung, who clenched his tongue, turns his head and looks at Yoo-Esul.

"I have nothing to say about the accident."

"I have something to say."

"I don't want to hear it."

"It'll only take a minute. Let's go out for a second."

"I'm lazy, can't we just eat?"

"Then I'll wait until I'm done eating."

His students were on the verge of going crazy.

First of all they've never seen Yoo-Esul say so much at once. No, I didn't remember seeing him talking to someone about the same age as me, not the elders.

But isn't Yoo-Esul holding on to his blue temperament?

Yes, the second thing that made them even more crazy was Chung-Myung's attitude.

'That son of a b*tc*...….'

'Cause you're talking about the accident, and it can't happen right away?'

"Doesn't he have eyes?"'

He's a real doer. He's a doer.

Burning anger and subtle respect pour into Chung-Myung at the same time.

The first thing to do is to stay away from reason. But Yoo-Esul was easy to destroy such performance. No matter how well-disciplined he is, he will have no choice but to listen to Yoo-Esul as if he didn't win.

If you look at that face and expression in front of you.

But Chung-Myung was openly showing his annoyance to Yoo-Esul. This is beyond the imagination of his students.

"I'm not going! I have a lot to do. Find someone else."

"I came for you."

"Why did you...…."

It was that moment.

"Hmm."

Although it was low, it was a voice that spread widely due to its history.

Everyone's head turned to one side. Baek Cheon, dressed in white suits, stood up and smiled at Chung-Myung.

"Did you say Chung-Myung?""

"Yes."

The answer is simple once.

But Baek Cheon was not angry. At times like this, getting angry is nothing but showing one's bottom."I understand you're tired of being on several missions after coming back from a long trip. Maybe I'm doing things I don't know. But since the accident is asking you to do so, can't you think about it at least once with the reason you're dead?"

Back Cheon, who finished speaking, smiled mildly. It's okay for him to think...….

"Why?"

Baek Cheon flinches.

Did I hear you wrong?

No. Did you just say why?

Bewildered Baek Cheon looked at Chung-Myung's expression. Looking at the sulky face, I don't think I heard it wrong.

Baek Cheon, who was choked up at the moment, managed to contain his anger.

Let's stay calm.

If he loses his temper here, he becomes the youngest of the three disciples.

"Did you say 'why'?"

"Yes."

"There must be many reasons. First of all, people should have manners. Even priests have manners to observe."

"Oh, courtesy?"

Chung-Myung nods his head as if he knew it well and calls Yoo-Esul.

"Accident."

"Huh?"

"Apologize quickly. They're saying it's rude."

"……."

Yoo-Esul raised his finger and pointed at himself.

"Yes, I apologize quickly."

"Me?"

"Well, you don't understand."

Chung-Myung explained it step by step.

"This is a place to celebrate the return of a great student. It's not polite to ask for a personal favor and do something personal."

"Oh...."

Yoo-Esul nods as if he didn't think of it. Then he gets up from his seat and bows his head towards Baek Cheon.

"I'm sorry, death penalty. I didn't think that far."

"Oh, no, buy-in. It's not that...…."

Baek Cheon bit his lips tightly.

Why did the story end up like this?

As soon as he somehow opens his mouth to pick up the pieces, Chung-Myung whispers again behind Yoo-Esul.

"I'm sorry, not you. I'm sorry, sir. I made a mistake while I was at the dorm."

"You're right."

Yoo-Esul lowered his head again toward the sword.

"My disciple was thoughtless."

The sword is smiling.

"You're saying all sorts of things. Sit down, I'm fine."

"Yes, private residence."

It was Baek Cheon who got in trouble when Yoo-Esul sat down. At the moment, he couldn't get a clue what to do.

I woke up bravely...…. It's embarrassing to sit down again now that it's settled in this way. Aren't the three great disciples now looking at Baek Cheon, expecting what he will say?

What if I just sit there looking at her like this?

Baek Cheon's appearance is ridiculous.

He coughs low a couple of times and fixes his eyes on Chung-Myung.

I can't.

I have to stop him.'

Jo-Gol and Yoon-Jong exchanged glances.

It's hard to beat Chung-Myung with a knife, but harder to beat him with words. This guy has no logic. To win a war of words, one pushes all sorts of sophistry and uses logic as logic.

If the conversation gets longer here, Baek Cheon may really go crazy. Only that needs to be stopped.

"Congratulations on your return, sir!"

"It's a great day, isn't it? Now that the private servants have returned from training well, Hwajong Branch has no problem."

Jo-Gol and Yoon-Jong desperately changed the subject.

I'm not trying to protect Chung-Myung. It was just because I didn't want to see Chung-Myung and Baek Cheon catch up from the first day and Hwasan become a mess.Baek Cheon glanced at Jo-Gol and Yoon-Jong.

In their desperate eyes, Baek Cheon opened his mouth slightly squinting.

"Did you say Chung-Myung?"

"Oh, you consistent human being!"

You don't know the reverse. I don't know the reverse.'

Understanding that it was impossible to stop Baek Cheon, two people reached out and grabbed Chung-Myung's hem.

Hey, please let's move on. Be polite just once...….

Did he read that desperation? Chung-Myung's mouth opened.

"You must have had a hard time traveling a long way."

Oh?

Yoon-jong and Jo-Gol opened their eyes wide. How long has it been since Chung-Myung's mouth said such polite words...….

"Seeing you ask me again. Do you want to rest?"

It can't be …. Yeah, that can't be true.

d*mn consistent bastard.

Baek Cheon's eyebrows are wiggling.

"One question, haven't you really met me this afternoon?"

"Never seen you before."

"You'd better be honest."

"Hey, it's my first time. Did you buy it without being fooled?"

No one would think that Chung-Myung was lying when they looked at his sparkling eyes.

Except for the three great disciples.

Except for the rhyme.

Uh.... A student of this university may think so. Uh... well.

"Really? If you ask, we'll know."

Baek Cheon turned around and took a swipe at the Ungold sword. I didn't want to do this, but if I don't break Chung-Myung's nose here, it'll only make him laugh.

"Sasook, I saw that child in harmony this afternoon."

The eyes of the sword wriggle slightly.

"Really?"

"Yes, as far as I know, the three great disciples are prohibited from escaping from Hasan. But alone, it's certainly a shame that he came down to the chords in plain clothes, not in uniform. So we're going to investigate if anyone saw that kid in Hawasan this afternoon...…."

"It's all right."

"Yes, the investigation is...….Huh?"

Baek Cheon, who was bowing his head with one ticket, raised his head.

Did I hear you wrong?

No, I think my ears are weird today. I keep hearing weird noises...….

"I said it's okay."

Baek Cheon looked at the Ungold sword with a puzzled face.

The cloud sword is the coffin of a strict white plum. It is not strict because it is the official residence of the White Plum. He became the official owner of the white plum house because he was originally sensitive to rules and strict.

He is now clearly saying that he is OK with the three great disciples who have broken the rules of Hawasan. What the hell is going on here?

"Household, private residence?"

"He is allowed to leave the prose without the permission of his superiors."

"Huh, permission. Who the hell can give a child that authority?"

"The long man got off. Is there a problem?"

"Now, the long……"Really?"

Surprised, Baek Cheon hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands. It is not polite to ask the truth of what the private residence said, as well as the way he speaks. It was Baek Cheon who keeps making mistakes today.

"So it doesn't matter."

Baek Cheon's stunned gaze turned to Chung-Myung.

Chop, chop, chop.

"……."

I would have been less angry if I had been looking this way with a sneering face. Chung-Myung, however, was quickly making fun of his chopsticks and inhaling food as if he was not interested in this series of events.

Baek Cheon bit his lips.

It's going to the end.'

Now that I've come this far, I don't intend to take it easy anymore.

Baek Cheon opened his mouth again with a knife, and one person came inside as the door opened.A man with a layer of cold ice on his face. It was Hyun Young, the financial footnote. He strode inside and looked around.

"See you, Elder."

"See you, Elder."

When everyone stood up and greeted him, he shook his hand as if it was annoying.

"There you go. I'm having fun. I shouldn't have come. I'm here to check it out. Eat as much as you want today and relax. I'm leaving. Don't let the children play too hard."

"Yes, private residence."

Back Cheon, who was standing then, opened his mouth.

"I have something to say to the Elder."

Hyun Young, who was about to go outside, turns his head and looks at Baek Cheon.

"What's going on?"

"I'm sorry, but I saw the three great disciples here drinking alcohol at the base of harmony this afternoon."

"Alcohol?"

"Yes!"

Hyun Young's face is distorted.

"The three great disciples are drinking! Did you see it right with your own eyes?"

"Obviously, he says no, but I saw it clearly."

Baek Cheon covered his face slightly with a photocopy and rolled up the corners of his mouth.

It sounds a little cheap, but that's the first one to provoke. So I'm gonna have to do this.

"Who are the three greatest disciples you've ever seen?"

Baek Cheon turned his eyes to the side and checked Chung-Myung's face. He's pretending to be calm, but he's probably burning to death.

'Don't blame me.'

This is about establishing the law for Hawasan.

"I'm Chung-Myung, the three great disciples."

"……who?"

"I'm Chung-Myung. That Chung-Myung over there."

You can't know each of the three great disciples by the elder. Baek Cheon reached out to his hand and pointed at Chung-Myung.

Looking at Chung-Myung on Baek Cheon's fingertips, Hyun Young frowns. Then he opened his mouth with a face of irritation and anger creeping up.

"What's that?"

"Yes, that Chung-Myung drinks...….Huh?"

"What's that?"

"……."

What?