Chapter - 184 184th episode. Oh my god. What's going on? (4)

"Did you just say Unnam?"

I was a little angry at Jo's voice.

Jo-Gol closed his eyes slightly as he heard the voice. His father, whom I saw again after a long time, had gray hair.

"Yes."

"Do you know what Unnam is like and say that?"

"I know."

"Even though I know!"

Jo Pyeong's face shakes slightly.

"All you're saying is that you want to know how to go to Unnam after five years? Didn't you come back home?"

"No."

"Dude!"

Jo-Gol looked at Jo-Gol with absurdity.

"It's already been a year since you promised to come home. You came back so late and you didn't come back home yet? Are you saying that now?"

It's obviously a voice of anger.

But it wasn't Jo-Gol who didn't know that his worries and sorrows were greater than his anger towards his son.

This is why I didn't want to come.'

With a sigh, Jo-Gol looked up. Once in a while, it was a situation he had to face.

"Father."

"Yes, tell me."

"Going to Unnam is a must for me."

"What you must do is to return to the family and succeed the family."

"Don't you have a brother?"

"Have you forgotten our family tradition? It is a family law and tradition for all families to continue the family business together!"

Jo-Gol sighs.

"I promised the long storyteller that I will make this trip to Unnam a success."

"Didn't you agree with me?"

"That's……."

"Not much to say!"

The review is determined.

"I also allowed you to enter the ruined Hawasan because you wanted to test yourself out of the influence of your superiors. Because I believed that I could grow up well by experiencing hardships in the absence of them. By the way, aren't you saying you're going to abandon your contract with me and lock yourself in the Hawaiian?"

"Hwasan is no longer a fallen sect. Soon, the name of Hawasan will ring the bell."

The commentator looked straight at Jo-Gol.

"……maybe if you say so."

He did not easily deny or ignore his son's words.

"But that's Hawasan's job. Isn't it none other than the Dead Sea that you need to work on?"

"……."

"Walk."

The comments sighed deeply.

"I'm your father. How can you not understand the feelings of a father who has sent his child to another country?"

"……father."

Jo-Gol chews his lips well. After all, this is a dialogue that has no choice but to run parallel to each other. And he, too, is clearly aware of his mistakes.

"Please find a way to get to Unnam."

"Until the end...!"

"I'd like to talk to you again after that."

The eyes of Jo-Gol were interesting.

Jo-Gol opened his mouth as he looked straight in the eye.

"This is a must-do job as a man and as a disciple of Hawasan. I can't do anything without finishing this job. Please let me do what I want this time."

"Hmm."

The review spilled a heavy slur.

"Do you know how dangerous it is to go to Yunnam?"

"Yes, I'm ready."

"I see what you mean. One, I don't have a sharp way to get to Unnam."

Jo-Gol stared at Jo-Pyeong and opened his mouth."We have confirmed that there is a puerile car on Unnam Mountain in the castle."

"……."

"There's a puer tea in the family businesses are selling puer tea. It can't happen without a market. No matter how much the Namman Palace blocks it, the minimum quantity will be released. Isn't it so?"

"Hmm."

The criticism was drooling.

Jo-Gol, he knows, arrived today. And for a very short time, I've only circled the church. However, the fact that we have already figured out how the puer cars are spinning means that we have already thought of this case.

"For that good business."

I can't believe you're into a kid's game. I don't understand at all.

"What do you want to say?"

"There will be an upswing to Unnam."

Jo-Gol shone in his eyes.

"Whether it's trafficking, formal trade with the permission of the Beast Palace, small or large, there must be ups and downs. Please accompany me up there. I'd be happy to do it, even if it's a porter."

"No way."

It wasn't a commentator who said no. It was Jo-Gol's mother, Yeon-bi, who was still listening to their conversation.

"Mother."

"Unnam is a dangerous place. And isn't the reason you're trying to cheat your way into Unnam is to do something more dangerous there?"

Jo-Gol bowed his head without an answer.

I can't lie to my parents who I met after five years.

"Which parent would find a way to send their child to his limbs? No way. Never."

"Mother."

Jo-Gol says firmly.

"You've told me that leading the top is taking risks."

"……."

"How can a man who can't make a trip to Yunnam be a good merchant? Please send it to me."

"He doesn't want to be a merchant!"

At that time, Jo-pyeong opened his mouth with a feeling that he was not willing to do so.

"Do you have to go?"

"Yes."

"What if I don't approve?"

"Then...."

There was a firm resolution in Jo-Gol's eyes.

"I will wear these plum blossoms and walk into Unnam."

"Hey!"

In the end, Jo-pyeong, who couldn't overcome his anger, jumped up from his seat.

And I stared at my son with terrible eyes. But Jo-Gol just received the look with a calm look.

After some confrontation, a disheartened commentator sat back in his seat.

'You've grown up.'

That is not hitting.

As a merchant who has done numerous deals, he could tell. That is neither a hit nor a dare. It's the will of a man who made his way.

Jo-pyeong, who thought he might really lose his child if he held his ankle with any further complaints, bit his lips slightly.

"Well, here's the deal."

"……how?"

"You're going to Unnam to take care of Hwasan's work, aren't you?"

"That's right."

"Then you're going to do it with your people, right?"

"Isn't that... ..right?"

Jo-Gol's voice is getting weak.

Uh...

It shouldn't go like this.

"Then the Hawasan people who came with you will accompany you to Unnam?"

"Uh... uh, uh...…."

Joe did not wait for Jo-Gol's response.

"Then I'll meet them and decide. I don't know if I can really trust you. This is my best concession. What do you think?"

"Uh...…."

Guns disappear from Jo-Gol's eyes.

Considering whether Jo-Gol's words were executed in his head, Jo-Gol opened his mouth trying to fix his trembling eyes.

"Ha...…."

"Ha?"

"Ha, can't we just exclude one person?""……."

Jo-pyeong looked at his son with eyes that he didn't know what was going on.

* * *

"That's why I brought you here."

Baek Cheon gave a light swipe.

"I'm late to say hello. I'm Baek Cheon, a student of Hwasan. Please kindly understand that we were not prepared enough to visit the family of our qualifications unexpectedly."

"Think of it as my home and make yourself at home. Girl's private residence is like a family to me."

"Thank you for your hospitality."

Baek Cheon grinned. And said.

"But there's one thing I have to point out, so I'm going to say it's embarrassing."

"What if it's something you need to pin down?"

Baek Cheon's gaze pressed down solemnly on Jo-Gol.

"Hwasan had no idea that Joe-Gol material had made such a pact with the Lord Top. If he knew that, he would have sent Jo-Gol back right away. Please don't think that Hawasan did something impolite."

"Oh, of course. That kid has that side."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Jo-pyeong burst into low admiration as he watched Baek Cheon's behavior.

'It's the world's best description.'

Baek Cheon, wearing a white suit, was so magnificent that even a man could be seen to be amazed. How can you not admire such a man for his courtesy and dignity?

The same goes for those who are defending Baek Cheon's left.

The person sitting on the right side was not particularly noticeable, but it was immediately recognized that his eyes were serious and had a calm voice.

And the woman sitting on the left was so beautiful that Jo-pyeong had never seen her before. In addition, theft and tenderness can be seen from the gestures.

'Hwasan is awash with statements.'

I could understand a little bit why Jo-Gol liked Hawasan.

By the way...

'What about it?'

Next to it.

Yes, next to it.

The last disciple of Hawasan is a little...…. Yes, it's a little strange.

Ever since he came in here, that child has kept his eyes on the bottle in front of him. He stared at you as if he was going to drink with his eyes.

"……but you……."

"Oh."

Baek Cheon waves his hand firmly.

"Never mind."

"No, I don't...…."

"That's fine. That's how it is. I'm not in a good condition because I was drinking and got cut off in the middle."

Yes?

Drinking... Hmm?

Master?

Chung-Myung smacks his lips and looks at the bottle.

"So I'm not coming...…."

"Be quiet."

Baek Cheon poked Yoo-Esul's Chung-Myung in the ribs at the same time as he spoke off. Chung-Myung closes his mouth, smacking his lips as if he was disappointed.

"Hmmm."

The commentator, who saw the bizarre sight, could tell who Jo-Gol wanted to leave out.

'Yes, not everyone can be described.'

But why did they send that child with those tools? It's a matter of no telling me.

"Did you call us here for a trip to Yunnam?"

"That's right."

The commentator sighed.

"I'm in a lot of trouble because my son, who returned after five years, is trying to go to Unnam."

Baek Cheon's eyes turned to Jo-Gol. Then Jo-Gol recoils and bows his head.

"Look at this."

Jo-Gol, who was holding his head stiff when he yelled, immediately curls his tail in Baek Cheon's eyes. It shows how much Jo-Gol respects Baek Cheon.

"What can we do for you?""In fact, rather than helping...…, I wanted to make sure I could trust people to take my child to the dangerous Unnam."

"I see."

Baek Cheon slightly closes his eyes and opens them.

"You don't have to."

"……Yes?"

Baek Cheon said firmly.

"No parent would want their child to go into a rough patch. I won't take Jo-Gol to Unnam. So Lord Sang helps us to go to Unnam...…."

"I'm coming, private!"

Jo-Gol jumped out of his seat.

"You can't leave me alone! If I break my leg, I'll crawl! Don't even think about separating me!"

"Sit down."

"Sasook!"

"I told you to sit down."

Jo-Gol bites his lips and reluctantly sits back down.

Meanwhile, Chung-Myung sneaked back his hand from the bottle.

'Gee, let's fight a little more.'

Then I could have had a drink secretly.

"Sasuk, I told the long storyteller that I would go to Unnam and make things successful. No matter how private you are, you can't stop me."

"Do you really think so?"

"……Yes?"

"If the long man had known about this, would he have told you to go to Unnam?""

"That's……."

Baek Cheon was as determined as a cucumber.

"Examination is important. But the family is also important. Is it really your guide to do something parents don't want to do?"

"……private."

"You're here...…."

"Do is freezing to death."

then

Chung-Myung, who had only been interested in bottles, opened his mouth.

"You can do whatever you want!"

"……."

Baek Cheon looks at Chung-Myung as if he has a headache.

"Stay still!"

"No, that's not it, private!"

"……what do you mean no?"

"How can you leave without the death penalty just to make him feel better? I'd rather be a little harder."

Baek Cheon's face is slightly stiff.

"This is the work of the Jo-Gol family."

"What we do is private business."

It was a serious, playful voice unlike Chung-Myung. Baek Cheon naturally faced him with a serious face.

"It's not up to the private sector to decide which family or private sector to value more. It's entirely up to Jo-Gol to decide that."

"However...."

"No matter how much a private residence is a senior to the death penalty, I can't force it. It's just a matter of mind. Yeah, it's just a mind."

It was a strange expression of vertigo.

Baek Cheon closes his mouth and Chung-Myung looks back at Jo-Gol.

"What are you going to do about the death penalty?"

"……are you saying I can decide?"

"Isn't that obvious?"

"But we need family help to get to Unnam...…."

"Well."

Chung-Myung decisively cut Jo-Gol's words off.

Then he reached out without hesitation, grabbed the bottle, and blew out the bottle.

The drink is dripping over.

"Wow!"

Chung-Myung, who wiped his mouth with sleeves, smiles.

"I'm worried about everything. Who am I? Even if you don't do this, I'll break your head. Don't worry about that and do whatever you want!"

Chung-Myung bends his arm slightly to make a bicep.

Jo-Gol stopped laughing at the sight.

'It's weird to see him do that, and it makes me feel better.'

Jo-Gol, who has a brighter expression, opens his mouth still.

"I..."

It was just then.

Knock, knock, knock.

A slightly high voice is heard with a knock on the door."Lord."

"……what happened?"

"Cow, you have a visitor."

At this time of night?

Jo Pyeong's face became cold.