Chapter 180
Liaoning, Moyong Family Estate—
"Cheer up, cheer up!"
"Cheer up, cheer up!"
"It's done-e-e-e-e-e!"
"It's done!!!"
"You've all worked hard. You've worked hard. Kehkehkeh!"
The workers, who had been busy with the expansion of the main building and the construction of the new building of the Moyong family, burst into cheers.
How much they had suffered, giving up even their holidays...!
Today, the construction of the Moyong family was finally completed.
The people of the Moyong family also joined the workers and shouted loudly, whispering among themselves.
"Wow! Is this really our house?"
"It's like a palace, a palace."
"Was it seven years ago? I visited the Namgung family... now we have also become a great family that is not inferior to the Namgung family."
"Aww! Uncle. But isn't the Namgung family a bit too much? They have more than 10 annexes."
"Hoho! You man. Aren't we just getting started? The virtuous family head will make the family even more prosperous in the future. From a long-term perspective, the Moyong family is the best!"
"I admit that!"
"Hahaha!"
"Hahahaha!"
There was no fuss like this.
But today, no one blamed them for the fuss.
They were all of one mind, one will, and it was a happy day for everyone.
"You have all worked hard. The construction fee has already been paid in full, so the wages will also be paid by tomorrow. Today, please eat and drink happily at our house and rest well!"
Moyong Baek politely cupped his fists to the workers who were looking at the completed building with satisfaction.
At that, the workers seemed to be moved.
They repeatedly bowed their waists and said to Moyong Baek as if they were grateful.
"Oh my! Family Head. You have cared for us so much, and you are taking care of us like this again!"
"You gave us additional allowances on top of the basic monthly salary... we are so grateful that we don't know what to do."
"Family Head! No, Lord Moyong. Really... thank you!"
At a glance, the workers' reactions seemed exaggerated, but in fact, this reaction was their pure sincerity.
While carrying out the construction over the year, the workers had come to know the people of the Moyong family deeply.
The people of the Moyong family were simple and unpretentious, not to mention other martial families, but even compared to the people of small merchant families.
Originally, martial artists were a group that lived and died for honor, but at their core, there was a sense of superiority.
So, they implicitly looked down on civilians and treated laborers as nothing more than workers...
The Moyong family was different.
The people of the Moyong family did not look down on the workers, and especially Moyong Baek and Yeon So-so were so simple that it was hard to believe that they were the head and his wife of one of the five great families, so the workers revered the two with a sincerity that came from the heart, not with a respect based on authority.
"The one who should be grateful is me. If you had not put in so much effort, how could our family have obtained such a magnificent building? Hohoho! Also, the decision to pay additional allowances besides the monthly salary was not my opinion, so it is right for you to thank the great disciple of our family separately for that."
At Moyong Baek's words, the workers smiled with satisfaction and nodded their heads.
They were thinking of So-ah.
'I will never be able to meet a person like Young Hero Jin again in my life, right?'
'He was a really good person. Which great disciple of a martial family would bring snacks to mere workers with his own hands?'
'Next time, if it's Young Master Jin's work, I must help him unconditionally!'
To the workers, So-ah was imprinted as an absolute good, justice, and a true martial artist of this era.
Of course, it was just a misunderstanding because they could not know what So-ah was doing now.
***
At the same time.
So-ah, without even dreaming of how much the workers were 'deifying' him, was unfolding his sinister (?) imagination.
'Wow... it's a real unexpected windfall. Besides, I've secured a justification to beat the gangster brats to a pulp. Kekekek. I don't know, but their wealth must be enormous, right?'
The corners of his lips rose automatically at the thought of breaking the heads of the bad brats and extorting the black money they had embezzled.
Since Jeon Woo-chi had seen through So-ah's dark inner thoughts,
"Are you that happy? You brat?"
He asked, shaking his head in disbelief.
"Of course I'm happy. Aren't you happy, brother? It's a job where we beat up bad brats and even earn money."
"So-ah. I'm still a Taoist, a Taoist. Punishing the wicked is a virtuous act, but to beat up every brat that gets caught and to embezzle their wealth... it's a bit pricking."
It was Jeon Woo-chi's honest feeling.
Of course, what So-ah was doing was undoubtedly a great cause.
Although So-ah was a King Yama of the underworld to the wicked, he was so affectionate to the powerless and ordinary people that he was benevolent.
Nevertheless, seeing So-ah's sometimes cruel hands, Jeon Woo-chi seemed to be inwardly reluctant.
Moreover, since he was such a strong supporter of So-ah, a corner of his heart was pricked.
But.
"Tsk-tsk. You still haven't come to your senses, brother? Brother. If we had spared the lives of Eunuch Han, the Eastern Depot brats, and the White Lotus Cult brats until now, what do you think would have happened? Would they have repented and lived a new life? No. There is a limit to the mistakes a person can make."
"A limit?"
"Yes. A limit. Those brats, not only do they take away the property of others, but they are brats who regard human lives as if they were the lives of flies. It's called human sacrifice, but is that something a human can do? Those brats should not be seen as human. They are devil bastards, so isn't it natural to burn them to death? I will not regret it in the slightest, and I will not show mercy to such brats in the future."
So-ah's appearance as he said that was extremely serious.
Moreover, Jeon Woo-chi himself agreed with So-ah's words very much.
But.
"Yes, alright. Let's say that's that. But every time we deal with such brats, to extort even their money... isn't that a bit much?"
This time, So-ah would have nothing to say was a load of bull.
On the contrary, as if he had more to say,
"This gentleman, this gentleman. He's a person who's going to get into big trouble, right? No, this brother! I need a reward too, a reward. I'm not a living Buddha who has descended from heaven, so would I go around annihilating evil enemies while spending my time? And! When you do big things, you need money. Anyway, if it's blind money that has lost its owner, it's right for it to go to a good person like me. Don't you think so?"
He turned on his eyes and argued for his actions.
'Let's not talk, let's not talk...'
Jeon Woo-chi gave up the argument.
If he had said one more word, So-ah was in a state where he would not hesitate to use violence, regardless of whether he was his brother or not.
"Yes. Your shit is thick, you brat!"
"I don't know if my shit is thick, but I have a knack for making bad brats shit blood."
"By the way, how are you going to deal with the gangster brats of Pyeongmu-hyeon?"
"I found out everything on my way here. Their organization's name is the Great Tiger Sect. They have about 50 members, they own five brothels, and a place called Yeongwol-ru is their headquarters."
"So?"
"So what's so."
"?!"
"I'll just go in and beat them up."
***
The strategy that So-ah had set up was so simple that it was absurd and made one snort.
First.
He would go to Yeongwol-ru, which was run by the Great Tiger Sect, pretending to be a customer.
Second.
After eating, drinking, and enjoying himself to his heart's content, he would put a hair in the food.
Third.
After shouting 'bring out the chef!', he would threaten them, and the moment the manager (a member of the Great Tiger Sect) appeared, he would break his head.
Fourth.
From then on, he would selectively beat up only the gangsters.
Fifth.
He would also beat up the boss. He would take away their land documents, house documents, promissory notes, and money without discrimination, and since he could not trust the government office, he would make one of their limbs a cripple so that they could never act as gangsters anywhere again, and then throw them on the street!
What a simple, intuitive, and efficient method!
So-ah seemed to be admiring his own strategy.
'Scary... so scary...'
Jeon Woo-chi, while once again realizing how bizarre a human So-ah was, at the same time, thought it would be fun, and with a subtle anticipation, he headed to Yeongwol-ru with So-ah.
***
"Wow! Brother Woo-chi. You've taken off your robe and are wearing a clean white robe, you look so handsome. You're handsome."
"Haha. Am I? Am I really handsome?"
"Of course. You're a person who wouldn't be told that you have a bad impression anywhere you go. Kekeke."
"Kekekek!"
Perhaps because they were going to a brothel, So-ah and Jeon Woo-chi had each bought a set of expensive, high-quality martial arts clothes from a nearby cloth store.
Not to mention So-ah, Jeon Woo-chi also had a handsome appearance, and the two looked like the young masters of a rich family.
"Oh my! There were such handsome young masters in Sichuan? Hohoho."
"Young masters! You have to look at me prettily today, okay? Kekekeke."
"Welcome, handsome oppas! Hohong!"
As soon as they entered Yeongwol-ru, the gisaengs linked their arms with So-ah and Jeon Woo-chi and pressed their bodies against them.
'Heok...!'
'Heok...!'
So-ah, or Jeon Woo-chi.
One was a virgin who had never shared a love affair with a woman in his life, and the other was a Taoist.
Although they pretended to be smart and logical, when the women's full chests touched their arms, their faces turned bright red, and the two were sweating profusely.
"Ha... haha... hahahat! Th-That's right... today, let's... drink... to our heart's content... heu-e-e-eup!"
A gisaeng blew a breath into Jeon Woo-chi's ear.
At that, Jeon Woo-chi, while talking, took a sharp breath and seemed to be flustered and surprised...
'Phew... anyone can see that I'm a pushover! Take all my money! he's singing. Tsk-tsk.'
So-ah, while being so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do, frowned at Jeon Woo-chi, who was acting like a fool.
'Hmm... I have to get a grip. I came here to work, to work. Now I have to act like a crazy young master.'
Soon, So-ah firmly strengthened his resolve.
'I should say something at this point, right?'
Simultaneously.
"Kehahahat! You bitches. This oppa is going to enjoy himself like crazy today, so bring out the liquor table quickly! Hmph, ma, I'll eat and drink as I please and tease you bitches to my heart's content! Uahahaha!"
So-ah, while imagining the most filthy and disgusting human image in his head, unfolded his acting divine art.
But...
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room felt like it was rapidly cooling down.
'Is it a failure?!'
The gisaengs, who were looking at him with a rotten expression.
So-ah's gaze was slightly directed at Jeon Woo-chi.
[Brother Woo-chi. Were my lines not good?]
[I almost threw up...]
[Hah...]
In an instant, So-ah had no choice but to make a tearful face.
***
"Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! The liquor is going in, straight! Straight, straight, straight! Straight! Straight, straight, straight!"
The VIP room of Yeongwol-ru.
So-ah's shout was echoing so loudly that it would burst the eardrums.
So-ah was even shaking his butt while repeatedly shouting the 'drink, drink!' slogan that he had learned from Han Baek before...
'That, that... he's not thinking of carrying out the operation, he's just enjoying himself, right?!'
In Jeon Woo-chi's eyes, So-ah seemed to be a person with no intention of working.
Because anyone could see that he was in the form of a romantic young master who was enjoying the pleasures of wine and women like crazy.
But.
That was a misunderstanding.
Jeon Woo-chi soon witnessed So-ah putting a few strands of hair into the food with a lightning-fast hand movement that an ordinary person could not see.
Soon...
"Huh?! What is this?"
So-ah's acting divine art was finally shining.
"U-a-a-a-ni! In a brothel that does business with such expensive liquor, there's a hair in the food? You crazy bastards!"
As So-ah's face contorted red and blue, the gisaengs were startled and soothed So-ah.
"Aww~ Oppa... it's not that~ Didn't oppa's hair fall out while you were playing?!"
"Young master~~~ Why are you like that~ Don't be like that, let's play with me~ Huh?!"
Even at the gisaengs' coquetry, So-ah did not release his angry expression and shouted.
"These bitches are looking at me like I'm a pushover, right? Where are you trying to pull a trick? Huh? Do you want me to tell you who I am?!"
At that, funnily enough, the faces of the gisaengs, who had been showing all sorts of coquetry until just now, suddenly changed.
And then,
"Oppa! I'm sorry! All the chefs and staff of our Yeongwol-ru are bald, you know? What hair!"
They shot a cold voice at So-ah.
It was an unexpected variable.
[Brother Woo-chi... I'm f*cked... I didn't expect this... bald brats! What should I do?]
[I don't know, I don't know! Phew, so embarrassing!!]
(End of Chapter)