Dark and Light Martial Emperor

Chapter 252

Episode 252

Time of the East Wind (2)

“Wow, that’s nice!”

Mo Yong-woo said with a worried face.

“You must have been very tired. Is it okay to drink that much?”

“What do you think? I will rest for two more days. And just resting your body is not enough. “I need to shake off my mental fatigue.”

“It’s typical of a series.”

A smile spread across Mo Yong-woo’s face.

“Anyway, you’re back safely. “In fact, it was a very dangerous mission, so I was worried about whether I would be able to come back safely.”

Mo Yong-woo’s voice had the power to truly make listeners feel good.

It wasn’t because his voice was particularly attractive. His voice was always filled with sincerity, and his tone was imbued with basic respect for others.

Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.

“I am me too, but you are also my brother, right?”

“hmm?”

“You said you broke through the barrier of ignorance. It is truly an amazing prayer.”

Mo Yong-woo’s face turned red.

“Hehe hum! “I told you not to spread rumors, but how did the story spread so much?”

“What if rumors spread? “Good things should be made known everywhere.”

“Do you really think so?”

“To some extent.”

Mo Yong-woo shook his head.

“Isn’t it true that we have to hide good things and even more so hide bad things?”

“Hoo? “That is a remark that is unbecoming of you.”

“Well… I guess I should just say that I’ve become more aware of reality than before.”

Yeon Ho-jeong’s eyes sparkled.

“What happened?”

“Yeonje went on a separate mission and looked closely at my situation on my own.”

“Hoo? So, what did you think of the Murim League as you saw it?”

“Please understand even if I use somewhat harsh expressions.”

“of course.”

“That was shit.”

I said it was a harsh expression, but I had no idea that such explicit words would come out.

Mo Yong-woo’s face hardened. What appeared on his face was genuine disappointment, worry, and anger.

“Honestly, I didn’t know until I started paying attention. Maybe I, too, was having a hard time turning my head. “After Yeonje left, I thought I would have to survive alone somehow, so I searched around quite aggressively.”

“Then it was a mess?”

“That’s right.”

“In what sense?”

“Not everyone, but at least half of them are sharpening their swords inside while wearing a mask of unity.”

Yeon Ho-jeong knew well who more than half of the people meant, even if they did not specifically refer to anyone.

They were the leaders of the Meng. To be more specific, I am talking about the servants.

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled bitterly.

“It’s more than half… So, I saw it well.”

“The problem isn’t just the feudal lords. The descendants of the clan or Murim family they headed also seemed far from agreement.”

“There are a lot of people who look around here and there just to bite off a piece of flesh. “I wonder what the disciples under him would have learned by appointing such men as leaders.”

“Do you know what is the most disappointing thing?”

“hmm?”

Mo Yong-woo sighed.

“None of them are as harsh as you.”

“….”

“I don’t know. Maybe I haven’t figured out my brother’s true colors yet. But that’s enough…”

“It’s scary.”

Yeon Ho-jeong raised his drink.

“He’s a scary guy. “There are definitely some shortcomings, but as my brother said, he is a strong and smart person, so he has the ability to erase most of his shortcomings.”

“That’s right.”

Yeon Ho-jeong filled Mo Yong-woo’s cup.

Mukbi, who sat next to Yeonhojeong, drank quietly and listened to the two people’s conversation. Although it wasn’t her place to intervene, she also learned a lot from listening to these conversations.

“Is there a reason for your bad expression? Hide the good things and hide the bad things even more… Why? “I guess the way people around you looked at you was very disconcerting, right?”

Mo Yong-woo’s face turned into a crumpled piece of paper.

“There were a lot of people who openly argued.”

“I put an iron plate on my heart. How dare you openly argue with a genius master who broke through the barrier of no discipline?”

“Yeonje.”

“It’s no joke. “It’s true, right?”

Mo Yong-woo emptied his drink with a frustrated face and sighed.

“The truly scary people are the ones who don’t show it on the outside. But not even most people can hide their eyes.”

“That’s true.”

“Maybe it’s just my mood, but there were very few people who were purely happy except for the soldiers of the main army.”

Yeon Ho-jeong clicked his tongue.

“Are you purely happy? Who could do that? We came together as an alliance, but at the same time, we are all in competition. “If you are a genius from your own clan or family, it is natural that there will be few people who will sincerely congratulate you.”

“Was Yeonje like that too?”

“what?”

“Didn’t Emperor Yeon break through the barrier of martial arts a long time ago? “People are trying to keep quiet, but Yeonje is already gaining a reputation as the best review index in the world.”

“I don’t know because I’ve never cared about that kind of thing.”

“You didn’t care?”

“I didn’t even have time to worry about it.”

Mo Yong-woo nodded.

In fact, Yeon Ho-jeong was a person who worked harder than anyone else in places that others did not see. Whether it was political warfare or martial arts training.

‘That’s amazing.’

When he heard this answer, he truly admired Yeon Ho-jeong.

‘It’s not that I don’t care. They are not truly interested in the evaluation of those around them. ‘Because I know very well that there are things that are much more important to me than such trivial things.’

Even if you know it, it is extremely difficult to immerse yourself in it at every moment.

‘Perhaps such strong immersion may have further spurred Yeonje’s achievement.’

Yeon Ho-jeong laughed as if it was fun.

“This is why the term ‘desktop theory’ comes about. Even if you understand it in your head, you won’t know unless you actually see it, hear it, and experience it. “It seems that you have now realized that the world is not as beautiful as you thought.”

“I knew it. “I felt it too.”

“hmm. “Not only did he experience such humiliation in his family, but he must have also experienced all kinds of troubles in the Zhejiang branch.”

“That’s right. “So I was very disappointed in myself.”

“Disappointment?”

Mo Yong-woo smiled.

“I was disappointed and frustrated with a problem that had nothing to be disappointed about, so naturally I couldn’t help but be disappointed in myself.”

Yeon Ho-jeong chuckled.

“It’s a series of disappointments.”

“That’s right.”

“Have a drink.”

“It’s good.”

The two people clinked their glasses.

After refreshingly emptying her glass, Yeon Ho-jeong opened her mouth.

“How was Tang Ma’s training?”

“Everyone followed along well.”

“I know. “He’s a martial artist, but now he’s really showing the temperament of a proper leader.”

“Is that so?”

“okay. Are you saying that a leader can grow and develop on his own? Changes in subordinates also change the leader. “The implicit sense of intimidation is quite remarkable.”

Mo Yong-woo quenched his appetite.

“Stop giving embarrassing compliments. And I think that’s more to Manager Mook than to me.”

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Muk-bi.

Mukbi was surprised when his story suddenly came out.

“Me?”

Mo Yong-woo smiled.

“I was really surprised when I saw him in passing about a month ago. “This is not the same person I saw in the past.”

“Ah….”

“I truly admire the fact that you have filled the gap between Yeonje by yourself. “I heard that the soldiers of the Mortal Army were all unique, so they must have gone through a lot of hardships.”

Mukbi shook his head.

“I didn’t have much trouble. “Thank you everyone for following along…”

“Haha.”

It seemed like they felt a sense of kinship for some reason. Since both Mukbi and Mo Yongwoo are good and gentle people by nature, they would have been able to understand the other person’s changes more deeply than anyone else.

“But…”

Mo Yong-woo opened his mouth cautiously.

“Brother…”

Yeon Ho-jeong nodded.

“I was going to tell you even if that wasn’t the case.”

“Please let me hear it.”

“I’ll tell you in advance, I hope you’re not too shocked. “I will tell you honestly about what happened so far without adding or subtracting anything.”

“….”

“I’ll tell you everything about myself and Prince Moyong.”

Seeing Yeon Ho-jeong, who is usually straightforward, even give a warning like this, it seemed like something truly unimaginable had happened.

Mo Yong-woo took a deep breath.

“Okay, tell me.”

Yeon Ho-jeong told the story in detail about what had happened.

Starting from the time the working group infiltrated, the arrival of Moyonggun into Honam, the conversation between the commander and the working group leader, how he gained Yang Cheon’s trust, and even the process of obtaining information.

Mo Yong-woo and Muk-bi exclaimed throughout their conversation.

In a short period of time, I was able to clearly see how Yeon Ho-jeong approached Yang Cheon and what thoughts he had as he approached this mission.

Yeon Ho-jeong was a person whose language was richer than expected. As I listened to him talk, it seemed as if the situation was automatically pictured in my mind.

And Yeon Ho-jeong started talking about Moyong-gun.

After a while.

“….”

Mo Yong-wu’s face was distorted to an indescribable degree.

Yeon Ho-jeong silently looked at his face and filled his empty glass without saying a word.

Mo Yong-woo groaned.

“…Did you really do something like that, brother?”

“okay.”

“Is it true?”

“It’s true.”

He said he would speak honestly and without hesitation.

Yeon Ho-jeong is a person who always keeps his word. Mo Yong-woo also knew that well.

Still, the reason I asked back was probably because I didn’t want to believe it.

In the end, Mo Yong-woo let out a sigh.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. “I try to understand my brother, but I just can’t!”

All kinds of emotions came out in the voice he was spitting out.

Yeon Ho-jeong shook his head.

“Don’t try to understand.”

“but!”

“No human being can understand something like that.”

“…!”

“The moment you understand him, you become the same person. So, don’t try to understand him, but try to keep the morals and ethics that you know.”

Mo Yong-woo gritted his teeth.

Yeon Ho-jeong’s voice sank deeply.

“I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again just in case. The reason I chose you as the next Murim lord was not to drive a sword into Prince Moyong’s heart. “I think you are the most trustworthy than anyone else.”

“….”

“And the reason I trust you is because of the correct way of life that does not go astray even though you are smart enough.”

Mo Yong-woo looked at Yeon Ho-jeong with bloodshot eyes.

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.

“It’s not wrong to say it’s an easy path, but there’s no need to use tricks when there is a right path. “The wealth gained through skill is bound to be stolen one day.”

“….”

“Never be like Moyong-gun. “I’m not the type of person to do that.”

Mo Yong-woo, who was quietly looking at Yeon Ho-jeong, roughly emptied his glass.

“Give me one more drink.”

“However much.”

Mo Yong-woo drank four glasses of alcohol in succession.

Even so, the frustration didn’t seem to go away. Mo Yong-woo’s face was full of pain as he took a deep breath.

Yeon Ho-jeong, who was looking at Mo Yong-woo, immediately smiled.

“I can’t tell you how I feel, right?”

“It’s complete shit.”

“I told you to understand even if I say something harsh, but I didn’t ask you to understand even if I said something dirty, right?”

“I don’t feel like playing with words.”

“Even if you don’t feel like playing with words, you still have the energy to use a knife, right?”

“what?”

Yeon Ho-jeong stood up.

“Isn’t this a place with a nice atmosphere? Just sweat a lot and shake off what you’re feeling. “It tastes good to drink after sweating.”

“….”

“I heard you broke through the wall of martial arts? Come on, Mo Yong-se, let’s have a taste of how to use a knife.”