Chapter 1297: A fight of goodwill (9)
Before Baekho arrived at the dormitory, at the Hwangmyeongho mansion.
Hwangho, who looked like Hwang Jiho, was sitting in front of Baekho, who was delivering Jo Yi-shin's instructions.
Recently, whenever Baekho spoke loudly, Hwangho's mind and body were unsettled. So, to ease his fatigue, he specially prepared a soft cushion to lean on and drank a warm cup of night tea made from chestnuts and ate chestnut-filled rice cakes.
Even then, his mood didn’t improve.
There’s a saying that night tea is bad for those with a lot of internal heat, and seeing Baekho in his current state, Hwangho felt his throat tightening the more tea he drank.
"I don’t like how Baekho brags so proudly, and more than that, it pains me that Jo Yi-shin hasn’t come to the mansion."
If it had been this big of a move, Jo Yi-shin would have come to the mansion to speak and consult. But instead, he went straight to the dormitory.
It was because Baekho was already reading his mind and knew that Jo Yi-shin ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) would send his message through him or use a device if he had something to say.
From an efficiency standpoint, Jo Yi-shin’s decision was right, but from Hwangho's point of view, it didn't sit well with him.
Now, instead of Jo Yi-shin explaining the strategy with a confident face, it was Baekho, who had been fed dried persimmons, sitting there smiling.
"I understand Jo Yi-shin's intention. Baekho, you have nothing to do, but I’ll be busy."
"Jo Yi-shin is considering your busyness and will not be coming to the mansion."