Novel Return of Mount Hua Sect Chapter 233

Chung Myung’s head swiveled.

Maeng So frowned as he observed the reaction.

“Again, I know it’s not easy.”

‘Of course it isn’t easy.’

‘It’s so hard that I’m about to laugh. Kekeke’

“But it has to be Mount Hua.”

“Uh…….”

Chung Myung asked, tilting his head.

“Can I ask you a few questions?”

“Feel free to ask.”

“First of all…Do you know that the situation in Yunnan is not good?”

Maeng So gave a bitter smile.

“I must be blind in your eyes. Of course I know because I have eyes.”

“Then why haven’t you done anything so far?”

When Chung Myung asked, he opened his mouth slightly sullenly.

“I guess so. In your eyes, it would appear that I was blocking the trade between Yunnan and Jungwon.”

“Uh… it’s not like that…”

“There is no excuse. That’s the only way I can think about it. But…….”

Maeng So shook his head, a slightly subdued expression on his face.

“It’s not like that. It was the decision of the predecessors, not me, that prevented trade between Jungwon and Yunnan. No matter how much I am as the lord of Namman Yasugung Clan, I cannot overturn the decision of my predecessor at my disposal.”

“Well, I guess so.”

Power alone does not confer authority.

Particularly in historical areas such as Namman Yasugung Clan. There is no proper authority if there is no respect for the ancestors.

No matter how much power Yasugung Ju wields, his authority will crumble when he denies his predecessor.

A leader with limited authority cannot properly lead the clan.

Given the state of Yunnan, which is being pushed to its breaking point, it is unclear what will happen if the Namman Yasugung Clan shakes.

“And the public sentiment in Yunnan also does not welcome Jungwon. If I force myself to resume the trade, there will be countless people who complain about it. My hands and feet are tied up.”

“…Even if there is a life-and-death situation at stake?”

“Human beings do not live only by food. Sometimes there are things more important than what goes through the mouth.”

“Well.”

Chung Myung narrowed his brow, as if he had difficulty understanding. As if he understood the sentiment, Yasugung Ju added.

“It’s not enough that we’ve been betrayed, we’ve been called barbarians and despised by Jungwon for a long time. No matter how hungry we are, this is why we cannot bow our heads first.”

“I think I know what you mean.”

“If they had apologized first, something would have changed. The government doesn’t pay attention to Yunnan, and the Ten Great Sect guys who should apologize do not show even their noses to Yunnan. So what am I supposed to do?”

The words convey a sense of frustration.

“You’ve been through a lot.”

Chung Myung’s sincere words made Yasugung Ju Maeng So sigh deeply.

“Although I am not king, I have a duty to feed the people of Yunnan. However, there is not enough food to feed all the people here. SoI have to get the grain from somewhere else somehow. Until now, it has been resolved somehow through exchanges with the West, but now we have reached a limit.”

“Hmm.”

“At such time, you appeared.”

Chung Myung gave a nod.

“Ah, so… no, wait a minute.”

Chung Myung’s pupils dilated.

‘Is that all there is to it?’

They were hailed as the descendants of Plum Blossom Sword Saint as soon as they met him, or he laughed out loud even though they had blown up an entire building…

‘I assumed it was because he was a nice idiot.’

“Wow…. You’re a scary man, Gungju nim.”

“It can’t be helped with this face.”

Maeng So gave a bitter smile.

“It’s not like I’ve devised a great ploy. Usually, people who have seen my appearance and heard my voice think I’m an idiot. If I had had a slightly normal body, your thoughts would have changed a lot now.”

“It really is. I was surprised.”

“Hahaha.”

Maeng So lets out a low laugh.

At the same time, the muscles protruding from his body began to wriggle.

‘Who would think this guy is so smart just by looking at him?’

Perhaps Maeng So is taking advantage of his appearance. Maeng So was the most unusual person Chung Myung had met since starting over.

“Then what about the Plum Blossom Sword Saint?”

“Oh, don’t get me wrong. Plum Blossom Sword Saint is really a hero of Yunnan. He really helped Yunnan selflessly.”

“…….”

‘Let’s just say that.’

Who’s going to start a fight when he’s the one involved?

“But honestly, it was a little intentional to praise you for the descendant of Plum Blossom Sword Saint.”

“That’s amazing.”

“It wasn’t a big deal.”

Maeng So’s lips were set in a bitter smile.

“I needed someone who wouldn’t cause any resistance. Even if we continue to trade with Jungwon, there must be a justification for the Yunnan people not to protest. If the opponent is Mount Hua, a descendant of Plum Blossom Sword Saint, they will not openly protest even if there is a little dissatisfaction.”

‘It’s a fox, a fox.’

‘I thought it was a bear, but it’s a fox.’

Chung Myung nodded and smiled involuntarily.

“I knew roughly what was going on.”

“Then please.”

Chung Myung received a bow from Maeng So.

“I love Yunnan people. They are rough but simple people. I can’t see them starving anymore. I’ve done my best, but now I’ve reached the limit. Please help me. It will never be a losing business for you either.”

Chung Myung leaned back in his chair, his arms crossed.

Despite his defensive posture, a delighted smile appeared around his mouth.

‘Can you tell me what kind of rice cake this is?’ (The same as a piece of cake.)

He’s here for a reason, but they even make room for him?

The benefits would be immeasurable if Yunnan’s tea trade could be revived. Chung Myung’s mouth was wide open as he imagined Mount Hua covered in gold.

“Huhu…….”

“Huh?”

“Oh, nothing.”

Chung Myung, who couldn’t stop laughing, covered his mouth.

But, seeing that expression, Maeng So asked again, this time with a slightly regretful expression.

“Would it be difficult?”

“Yes?”

Maeng So smirked.

“I know things are not easy. I heard that the situation of Mount Hua is not good. In the meantime, In the meantime, I am not the one who doesn’t know how difficult it is to trade while keeping an eye on those overbearing people in Sichuan.”

It is natural for the Namman Yasugung Clan to think in this manner.

Mount Hua has only been growing rapidly for a few years. Even in Jungwon, the truth is unknown; Mount Hua’s situation is unknown in this far-off Yunnan.

Of course, Chung Myung demonstrated his ability by capturing the Inkscale Blood Serpent, but disciple strength does not always equate to sect success.

So Mount Hua, whom Yasugung Ju knows, has been ruined and is now nothing more than a place of fame.

Furthermore, given the complicated situation in Sichuan, resuming the tea trade under Mount Hua’s leadership would be extremely difficult.

Without a doubt…

Chung Myung desperately grabbed his thigh and twisted it to stop himself from laughing.

“I- It’s a hard job.”

“Well.”

Keuh! That’s right!

Despite the fact that Mount Hua is making a fortune!

On his way here, he formed an alliance with the Sichuan Tang Family, the Sichuan rulers.

If he unintentionally sets the stage and pushes them, the wagon carrying tea leaves in Yunnan can go back and forth like a flock of dogs! That is a difficult task!

‘Kekekeke!’

‘Sahyung! Long-term death penalty! ‘

‘They said if you lived a good life, you’d be blessed!’ I consider myself extremely fortunate to have saved that snake.’

‘What? Naedan? ‘

‘Sahyung can have it later!’ I’m going to eat rice cake with gold powder on top! ‘

When Maeng So saw Chung Myung’s red face, he sighed.

I see, it’s really difficult huh. It’s unfortunate, but it can’t be helped.”

“Hey! Hey!”

When Maeng So tried to give up sullenly, a surprised Chung Myung thudded up the table. Then he grabbed both of Yasugung Ju’s large hands.

Yasugung Ju flinched and drew back when he saw those moist eyes. The predator, or Chung Myung, who grabbed his hand, did not let go easily.

“Does it matter if it’s hard or not? What’s important is that Mount Hua and Namman Yasugung Clan are friends!”

“Friend?”

“Yes! Friend!”

Chung Myung flashes a bright smile.

“Keuh! How sad you have been all this time. These Ten Great Sect guys need to be beaten to death!”

“Right!”

Maeng So agreed and went along without asking or arguing when the word “Ten Great Sect” came out to be beaten to death.

“If you think about it, there’s no place better to understand the situation in Yunnan than Mount Hua. They risked their lives to defeat Magyo, and those Ten Great Sect bastards didn’t even know what grace is!”

“Yes, that’s right! I know how you feel! They don’t know what grace is!”

“We are comrades! Comrades!”

“Yeah, my Mount Hua wasn’t like anyone else.”

“If we don’t help each other, who will help each other? Namman Yasugung Clan and Mount Hua sect are brothers even though aren’t related by blood. Brother!”

“Ugh! That’s a very nice thing to say!”

It was a time when those who had been abandoned in Murim found solace in touching each other’s wounds.

“So don’t worry about anything. I’ll sell the tea leaves even if I use all of Mount Hua’s power.”

“Oh, to that extent……!”

Maeng So’s bright eyes shone with emotion.

‘What? Scam? ‘

‘Eii! What exactly are you saying?’

‘You shouldn’t call each other scams for doing good. This is collaboration! Cooperation! ‘

Chung Myung laughed and waved at Maeng So.

“So don’t worry about anything. I’ll take care of it.”

“If you do, Yunnan will regard Mount Hua as a benefactor.”

“I don’t care about a benefactor.”

“Huh?”

“I just need solid evidence to make sure we can be together.”

“Yes?”

Chung Myung made a shaky motion with his head. Chung Myung rushes to bring the brush and paper he discovered in the corner of the room.

“Wow, it’s good to go together with trust and faith, but for a relationship like this to continue, there must be evidence that can be confirmed with certainty.”

“…Evidence?”

“Yes, yes, it’s nothing. It’s just…….”

Chung Myung sighs and shrugs his shoulders.

“Something like a trivial promise to give Mount Hua sect a monopoly on the tea trade for at least the next hundred years.”

“…….”

“For those hundred years, the promise that no other merchant group can trade in Yunnan.”

“…….”

“Well, I mean that even such a trivial story should be written down. If you put your handprint on it, who would dare doubt the relationship between Mount Hua and Namman Yasugung Clan!”

Yasugung Ju cocked his chin.

“You’re quite aggressive, aren’t you?”

“Ahem! I’m still a Taoist, aren’t I? There can be no hesitation in helping someone in need.”

“…….”

Something seemed to be going horribly wrong, but Yasugung Ju Maeng So had no choice for the time being.

“Then do I just have to hand over the resale right?”

“Hehe. If there’s anything else you want, you can say it separately.”

“I’ll ask you one thing and write it down.”

“Yes?”

Yasugung Ju gave Chung Myung a more serious look.

“The reason I’m saying this to you is that I thought you were at least not a villain. I would never have brought this up if you had come out with murderous intent.”

“…….”

“So, promise me. No matter what kind of profit you take, you will solve the hardships of Yunnan’s people.”

Chung Myung also looked Yasugung Ju in the eyes.

“I promise.”

There was no need for further explanation.

“I see.”

Yasugung Ju grabbed the brush and began writing down the contract after hearing Chung Myung’s response.

The contract, which was written in a single stroke, was flawless and perfect. He even took a stamp and held it out to Chung Myung after completing every clause.

‘He’s very intelligent.’

All of this could have ended long ago in Yasugung Ju’s mind. The contract provisions were extremely thorough and meticulous, to the point of being thought out and written right now.

“Is there anything else you need?”

“No, that’s enough.”

Chung Myung smiled at the contract once more.

“Do you want me to bring my Sasuk? Sasuk is acting as the group’s leader.”

“No. No need the trouble.”

“What do you believe in me?”

“The name of the person who will become the best person in the world in the future is rather heavier than that of a sect leader, I figure.”

“Ugh.”

Chung Myung smacks his lips together and signs the contract.

Finally, the two, who had only one copy of the contract, faced each other with mixed emotions.

“Is it over now?”

“That’s right, but……. I have a personal favor to ask of you.”