Dark and Light Martial Emperor - Chapter 108

Episode 108

You have to raise your head to see the sky (2)

“It’s been a long time.”

“Iknow, right. “It’s my first time seeing you in Hanam.”

“Right.”

“I never thought I would see you again like this. “It seems fate is fate.”

well? No one knows whether that relationship is just fate or whether it will turn into a bloody evil relationship.

“Anyway, who is this person?”

Muk Fei was embarrassed and looked up at Mo Yong Yeon Hwa.

“Oh, I…”

I felt like I should introduce myself, but I didn’t know how to introduce myself. Although she had made friends with people from her hometown, she still felt awkward interacting with others.

Yeon Ho-jeong said.

“A friend.”

“A friend?”

Mo Yong Yeon Hwa’s face became strange.

“…okay. “Friend.”

She thought that Yeon Ho-jeong couldn’t have many friends due to her personality. When Yeon Ho-jeong proudly introduced herself as a friend, I couldn’t help but feel curious.

“Anyway, it’s a strange coincidence. “Do you also have business in Zhejiang?”

Zhejiang.

Yeon Ho-jeong realized one thing from Mo Yong-yeon-hwa’s words.

‘Zhejiang, not Hangzhou. Then this means that this guy will be leaving for Hangzhou soon.’

If you are in the prime of your life, it is difficult to escape the charm of Hangzhou.

However, it was not Moyong Yeonhwa. Although she didn’t have much experience as a powerhouse, she was smart. So much so that Prince Moyong personally entrusted the family’s affairs to him.

What is her purpose?

‘…I tried to get a good rest, but I couldn’t do it.’

Yeon Ho-jeong nodded.

“I came to take a look.”

“It’s a beautiful sight… It’s a nice sight. “Zhejiang has many famous attractions.”

A searching light shimmered in Mo Yong Yeon Hwa’s clear black and white eyes.

She did not think that Yeon Ho-jeong would come all the way to Zhejiang just to see the sights. It was a separate issue from whether to acknowledge the other person.

Yeon Ho-jeong is not a person who moves without reason. She saw him like that.

“Then have a nice meal. “I also have company.”

“Sure.”

“I’ll see you again when the kite arrives.”

After saying those words, Moyong Yeonhwa returned to her group. Knowing that Yeon Ho-jeong was a very sharp person, he decided that it would be difficult to find out something.

Her judgment was right.

It was right, but the judgment was too slow.

“What do you want to eat?”

“yes? Oh, cooking? well. There are so many kinds…”

“Then let’s try three or four.”

“Isn’t it expensive?”

“What do you think? If not at a time like this, when would you eat it? And…”

Yeon Ho-jeong looked at Mo Yong-yeon-hwa.

Moyong Yeonhwa, who was smiling sweetly among the young men and women, suddenly saw Yeonhojeong.

The gazes of the two people collided, sparks flying in the air.

“…Eat well now so you don’t regret it later.”

“yes?”

“Everyone is eating and resting. Because I have a place to go. “It will take about a day.”

Mukbi was embarrassed.

“Aren’t you going together?”

“I’m better off alone now. And shouldn’t you get some rest too?”

“That’s true, but… if you’re better off alone, there’s nothing you can do.”

“Take care of your own food.”

“I’m not a kid.”

“If it were a child, I would have left it somewhere.”

“Tsk.”

Yeon Ho-jeong looked out the window.

As I increased my energy and concentrated my eyesight, I saw a few beggars wandering around on the south side of West Lake in the distance.

That night.

Yeon Ho-jeong, who returned to his residence, put on a rather luxurious long robe and picked up an axe.

‘Let’s go.’

hook!

The moment he tried to put his foot on the window frame, his body was already cutting through the air.

Soft and quiet. Even in the midst of all this, I felt a subtle sense of dignity. The scent of a gentleman blooming in silence, the Cheonjong Unhaengbi was a new method that showed the characteristics of Yeonga martial arts very well.

He arrived near West Lake in an instant.

It was then.

‘It’s stuck.’

Byeoklajingi made his senses even more sensitive.

‘One, two, three. ‘There are three.’

It was a secret and quick new law.

Standing next to a large willow tree next to West Lake, Yeon Ho-jeong maximized her senses while looking at the quiet lake.

‘The distance is twenty miles. Okay, this is enough.’

Yeon Ho-jeong’s pupils gradually turned blue.

In his prayers, which had become quiet through training with the warriors at home, the dark murderous spirit of the Emperor of Darkness was released.

‘Moyong Yeonhwa… You can’t carelessly spy on people.’

He came back and stuck to the willow tree. It was a blind spot that could not be seen from the observers’ positions.

After a while.

Sabak.

One of the masked men approached the tree cautiously.

For a moment his eyes wavered.

I couldn’t see anyone who was supposed to be there. Embarrassed, he looked everywhere.

There was still no surveillance target in sight. I didn’t even feel like I was popular.

It was then.

“Is the scenery nice?”

The startled masked man reflexively turned his body and extended his fist.

Pop!

Yeon Ho-jeong’s hand grabbed the masked man’s fist.

Crunch!

“Tsk!”

The masked person knelt down. It was a suppression technique using reverse joints using the flow of force. Even with a flexible body, it was difficult to escape.

The masked man looked up at Yeon Ho-jeong with trembling eyes.

“omg!”

I took a breath without realizing it.

The person standing with his back to the bright full moon looked like a black shadow. In that dark shadow, a pair of blue eyes were pressing down on me.

It was the eyes of a ghost.

“Your friends were sent to Samdocheon first.”

“…!!”

“It’s Hwangpungjeong, right?”

The masked man’s eyes wavered.

My mind was already distracted. Just shaking eyes was enough to answer.

Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.

Even secret prayers had their own characteristics. He had felt their prayers several times.

“Didn’t the girl tell you? “If you catch it, you could die.”

“…Tsk.”

“Well, I still don’t have eyes like my father’s. That’s why it’s so reckless.”

thud!

Yeon Ho-jeong, leaning against a willow tree, raised his index and middle fingers together.

Tuk!

The masked man’s eyes were bloodshot.

The true energy that penetrated into the submun acupuncture point cut off the flow of energy connected to the tongue bone.

Grumbling.

The area around the mouth of the mask was wet with saliva. A large amount of saliva suddenly came out and I could not close my mouth. It was also difficult to swallow.

It was an extremely delicate internal attack operation. If Jinki had been pushed too hard, he would have turned into an idiot or died.

Pow!

The masked man vomited blood. The energy and blood vessels have been destroyed.

I was delirious from the extreme internal injuries. I had no strength in my legs.

Yeon Ho-jeong patted him on the back.

“Go to your master.”

flinch!

The masked man felt goosebumps growing all over his body.

In an instant, my head became cold and hard. Yeon Ho-jeong’s words became a forced command and swallowed up his reason.

“Cough!”

Out of frustration, he took off his mask and ran to Hoseondaehuiru, vomiting blood over and over again. The gait was shaky, but it was a desperate run.

Blood dripping down.

Among them, Yeonhojeong, which was supposed to be where the most blood was spilled, was nowhere to be seen.

* * *

“Branch manager. I have sent a letter to the Zhejiang Trade Association.”

“Good job.”

Lee Geon sighed.

“They say they will send a representative envoy tomorrow at noon.”

“I understand. “You too, go inside and rest.”

Lee Geon was about to say something more, but then lowered his head.

“then.”

When Lee Geon left, Mo Yong-woo put down his brush.

thud!

I woke up hitting the table with inexplicable anger and sadness. I tried to calm my rough breathing somehow, but it didn’t calm down easily.

He looked out the window.

On a dark night, I could see a canal flowing in the distance. The quietly flowing canal seemed to know Mo Yong-woo’s feelings and soothed his mood with its quiet sounds.

Mo Yong-woo sighed.

“Who are you to blame? “It’s all because I’m not capable enough.”

I truly thought so. Although he had martial arts and commercial talents, he was unable to spread his wings to the fullest.

The reason was simple.

He was a member of the Moyong family. No matter how much the family pressures you, how can you rebel against it?

Even if I rebelled, it was dangerous. Although he was stronger than any other late king in the world, Mo Yong-gun’s martial arts skills were on a different level.

Moreover, the power of the family gathered under the ruthless politics of Prince Moyong was enormous. Even if we send just two elders from the Sega right now, it would be difficult to guarantee their survival.

‘Brother…Brother.’

Mo Yong-woo sighed.

‘How did you become such a monster?’

He remembered Mo Yong-gun, who had given it to him when he was young.

However, after he was ten years old and confirmed that he had mastered the family’s basic skills up to seven degrees, Prince Moyong’s favor disappeared.

And a few years later, Prince Moyong killed or recruited the brothers and became the new owner of the Moyong family.

Prince Moyong’s intentions were clear.

He did not forgive anyone who might try to take advantage of his authority and throne. In order to survive in that cruel world, you had to run away or become one of his people.

Mo Yong-woo was not included in any of them. He did not run away from his older brother or become his person.

However, the reason he was able to survive until now was because of his talent.

Prince Mo Yong recognized Mo Yong Yu as a merchant and sent him to the Zhejiang branch. It meant that his life would be spared if he served his family in Zhejiang.

Mo Yong-woo could neither stop his brother nor take his own life. By the time I thought I had to get rid of the ruthless family tradition, it was already too late.

After being appointed as the head of the Zhejiang branch at a young age, he greatly expanded his family’s business over the years. In the end, he lived as Prince Moyong wanted.

‘It can’t go on like this. If the main family does not abandon this path… it will cause great trouble someday.’

It will always be like that. Even if Mo Yong’s family is okay, countless people will suffer blood as a result.

But…

“I can’t help it, Mr. Moyong.”

Mo Yong-woo’s eyes turned slightly red.

“Even after getting to this point, he is still an ugly guy who worries about his own family rather than the well-being of the world.”

It was the right thing to do for one’s relatives. However, if that relative chooses a path that could throw the world into chaos, what should one do then?

Should I face it with tears in my eyes or should I just adapt and live?

Should we risk our lives to stop it, or should we hide and live helping innocent people?

At that time, I heard Lee Geon’s voice outside the door.

“Branch manager.”

Mo Yong-woo controlled his intensified breathing.

“What’s going on?”

“I received a letter from the public.”

“Opening? to me?”

“That’s right.”

“Please come in.”

Lee Geon delivered the letter to Mo Yong-woo.

Mo Yong-woo’s expression when he opened the letter showed a look of puzzlement.

“Why are you doing that?”

“….”

“Branch leader?”

“hmm?”

Mo Yong-woo closed the letter.

“No. “Let’s go out now.”

“Oh yeah.”

After Lee Kun left, Mo Yong-woo opened the letter again.

“I’ll send someone, so please don’t invite guests…?”

It was a letter sent directly by the head of the Hangju branch.

He remembered the head of the Hangzhou Branch of Openness. We met a few times, but we were never close enough to exchange personal letters.

‘Who on earth are you sending?’

The letter ended with a statement that it would arrive before dawn.

In other words, it meant giving up sleep. There was no problem with staying up all night, but the question was, was there any need to be rude like this?

‘I’m sure you’re not the type of person to ask for an unreasonable favor…?’

Mo Yong-woo felt something unusual. At the very least, I felt like I should not ignore this letter.

So Mo Yong-woo sat in his office and reviewed the documents. Even without the words of the Hangju Branch Manager, work was piled up like a mountain.

How much time has passed?

It’s well past midnight and the hour mark has already passed.

Phew.

Mo Yong-woo’s face stiffened at the strange presence that came with the cold wind.

“Who are you?”

Surprisingly, the voice coming from the right window was that of a young man.

“I am a guest.”

Mo Yong-woo slowly turned his head.

There was a young man holding a huge dragon head.

Mo Yong-woo said while trying to swallow his surprise.

“Are you the person sent by the Hangzhou branch manager?”

“exactly.”

Young Yeon Ho-jeong smiled.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Yeonhojeong.”