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    ‘Hocheonan.’

    Mo Yong Chan-gyeong, Mo Yong Yeon-hwa’s younger brother, was overcome with an unpleasant feeling as soon as he thought of Ho Cheon-an.

    Mo Yong Chan-gyeong was summoned by Ho Cheon-an and his group before infiltrating Bunta.

    Mo Yong Chan-gyeong, whose heart was pounding at the beautiful beauty of Ho Cheon-an and his companions, his blood ran cold as soon as he heard the business they were talking about.

    [Are you asking me to monitor a person named Ho Cheon-an?]

    [I am asking you to supervise that the lovers’ acting is a rational acting.]

    That’s it.

    When Mo Yong Chan-gyeong thought of such a thought, he could not help but burn his hostility toward Ho Cheon-an. It’s not even funny that he’s acting like a lover with his older sister, but this damn bastard gets a lot of attention by hanging around these beautiful women?

    Black Cat showed the sword made by Tang Xiaoyeol and said.

    [I will make you a sword of this level.]

    [No, why me?]

    [Make it.]

    [yes.]

    Tang So-yeol immediately lowered his tail at the cold gaze of the black cat. Mo Yong Chan-gyeong nodded his head at such a request that put the sword of Tang So-yeol on the line.

    Even if there was no compensation, he was willing to grant the favor, but since compensation was required, there was no way Mo Yong Chan-gyeong would have refused.

    Mo Yong-chan-kyung is ready to make and report suspicions that did not exist.

    In the eyes of Mo Yong Chan-gyeong, the image of Mo Yong Yeon-hwa came into view.

    “So, Sojeo…”

    “Didn’t I tell you not to come visit me tonight?”

    “I’m sorry, but…I need to find the flower that Yeonhwa Sojeo mentioned…”

    Moyong Yeonhwa is swinging Hocheonan wildly with a gloomy expression, and Hocheonan is chasing after Moyong Yeonhwa in a panic while holding a flower while being swayed by Moyong Yeonhwa.

    Mo Yong Chan-gyeong heard the servants who were watching the two people murmur.

    “You were so manly and close to me yesterday, but why are you talking like that again today?”

    “You seem to have a taste for controlling men.”

    “Hehe, just draw a heavenly fox poem.”

    “But judging by your expression, it looks like you don’t hate it.”

    While listening to the servants whispering with sinister smiles, Mo Yong Chan-gyeong looked at Mo Yong Yeon-hwa with subtle eyes.

    Although he was being cold towards Ho Cheon-an, who was struggling behind him holding a flower, Mo Yong-yeon-hwa, who was walking ahead, had a satisfied smile on her face.

    However, in Mo Yong Chan-gyeong’s eyes, Mo Yong Yeon-hwa’s expression somehow felt like she was sincere, not acting.

    ‘Oh, I guess not…’

    Mo Yong Chan-gyeong was shaking his head inwardly.

    Mo Yong Yeon Hwa and Ho Cheon An were exchanging messages.

    -It is safe to say that ordinary unmanned people are not suspicious at all. The movements were clean. However, I heard some disturbing murmurs from some of the subordinates.

    -What kind of muttering is this?

    -You said something quite meaningful, such as ‘it’s not long now’ or ‘soon’. However, the people who muttered those words did not feel anything.

    -It’s suspicious.

    -On the other hand, the Bunta leader and those who can be said to be the core experts of Bunta did not show their noses puffed anywhere, let alone in the training hall. Even though there is no reason for them to be busy in this bunta.

    -I also haven’t seen them since the first day.

    -In that case, I guess we have to assume that Buntaju and other senior leaders are planning something in hiding. And the place they are hiding is likely to be related to Buntaju’s residence.

    -However, Buntaju’s abode is too deep for Noegeomnangin to enter by chance.

    -So shouldn’t we create a gap?

    After hearing Ho Cheon-an’s plan leading to Jeon-eum, Mo Yong-yeon-hwa was inwardly impressed.

    This was because the justification for intervention was appropriate and it was a plan that Buntaju had no choice but to react to.

    ‘As expected, you are capable.’

    No matter how much he was provided with an environment in which he could move freely, Ho Cheon-an’s skillful way of handling tasks and planning was surprising at first glance.

    “Yeonhwa Sojeo…I’m sorry for coming to you carelessly. But since people have sincerity, wouldn’t they at least accept this flower?”

    Ho Cheon-an blocked Mo Yong-yeon-hwa’s path, knelt down and lifted the flower.

    And Moyong Yeonhwa, who is looking at Hocheonan with a gloomy expression…

    I was feeling a thrill.

    “Well, ”

    I knew it was an act.

    However, even if it was just acting, the feeling of omnipotence that comes from being able to wield such a capable man at will was a stimulating feeling that could not be easily shaken off.

    Moyong Yeonhwa tried hard to suppress her feelings and blamed Ho Cheonan for no reason.

    ‘Isn’t Noegeomnang-in very good at acting?’

    When Ho Cheon-an slightly extends his hand as if to catch the flower, Ho Cheon-an’s performance immediately becomes brighter.

    I can control this man.

    It was the facial expression of a possessed person that perfectly conveyed that feeling, so even though I knew it was an act, it couldn’t help but feel like it was a real situation.

    “Ah!”

    An exclamation flowed from Ho Cheon-an’s mouth.

    This was because Mo Yong Yeon-hwa, who had stretched out her hand as if to receive a flower, took a step back.

    The corners of Mo Yong Yeon Hwa’s mouth naturally rose as she looked at Ho Cheon An.

    “It’s just one flower, isn’t it so shabby?”

    “Well, like that…”

    “You should have brought at least one bundle.”

    Hocheonan, where the grass dies immediately. Moyong Yeonhwa, who was looking at Ho Cheonan, snatched the flower from Ho Cheonan’s hand.

    “Hehe, only this time.”

    “So, sojeo!”

    Ho Cheon-an shouted behind Moyong Yeonhwa, who took the flower and left.

    “Next time, I will definitely give you a bouquet that suits you!”

    Mo Yong Yeon Hwa keeps twitching the corner of her mouth while listening to Ho Cheon An’s shout. And the whispers of servants constantly pounding their lips while looking at Moyong Yeonhwa and Hocheonan.

    “Probably not…probably not…”

    Mo Yong-chan, who watched the whole scene, could not help but mutter that.

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    A secret room in Shaanseobunta.

    Entering the secret room, Buntaju Moryong Jin-gaek, who looked like he was holding a gun, opened his mouth.

    “To report.”

    “Yes. Mo Yong Yeon Hwa still doesn’t seem to have noticed anything special.”

    “The staff at the main house would not try to investigate so sloppily, so why?”

    Mo Yong Seok-jil made a strange expression for a moment and then opened his mouth.

    “I guess I was preoccupied with something else.”

    Hearing Mo Yong Seok-jil’s ambiguous report, Mo Yong-jin narrowed his eyes and lost his energy.

    Ssss!!

    A pale complexion that turns pale in an instant.

    “Report clearly without hiding anything.”

    “Ugh, forgive me…!”

    The energy that had been oppressing Mo Yong Seok-jil for a while was withdrawn without a word. Mo Yong Seok-jil took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

    “Gasp, gasp…There is a person named Ho Cheon-an who is Mo Yong-mo’s guest. It seems that Mo Yong Yeon Hwa has made eye contact with him.”

    There was silence for a moment.

    “What a ridiculous statement.”

    “But it’s true. The person named Ho Cheon-an is actively chasing after Mo Yong-yeon-hwa, and Mo Yong-yeon-hwa is apparently enjoying wielding that person named Ho Cheon-an. Many of Bunta’s military personnel, including me, witnessed such a scene… and the reports of the surveillance personnel were also consistent. There are also many servants who say they have seen the two people hanging out together.”

    “Could it be smoke?”

    “The two met by chance. In the first place, Mo Yong-mo brought this guy named Ho Cheon-an… doesn’t Lord Bunta know well that guy’s temperament? I don’t think Moyongmo could betray Bunta so naturally.”

    “Hmm.”

    “Above all, Ho Cheon-an is a martial artist who can be called a late Ji-soo. His skills seem to be clearly superior to those of Moyongmo. It is impossible for a warrior of that caliber to portray such an ugly figure.”

    Silence fell in the dark room once again.

    “…In the end, even though she was the late Jisoo of her original family, she was a woman who couldn’t control her love.”

    “Shall we further strengthen surveillance on Moyong Yeonhwa?”

    “If you are drunk on love, leave it alone. If you neglect surveillance, that is enough. There is no need to arouse them by stimulating them.”

    “honorary name.”

    Buntaju waved his hand and Mo Yongseokjil came out of the dark room.

    “Phew.”

    Mo Yong Seok-jil sighed, revealing his complicated feelings.

    ‘Your martial arts skills have become even stronger.’

    Mo Yong Seok-jil trembled as he recalled the words of Mo Yong-jin Gaek, who had been pressuring him just moments ago. Although he was a martial artist with a transcendent reputation, his aura was so terrible that just thinking about it made me tremble.

    Mo Yong-jingaek was not the only one whose martial arts skills improved.

    The remaining three players, who can be said to be the core experts and leaders of Bunta, were also giving off a momentum that was incomparable to before.

    Just entering the dark room takes my breath away.

    As a member of Bunta who wants to go beyond the original family, I should be happy if the Bunta master and core experts have grown, but Mo Yong-seokjil’s complexion did not improve.

    Although Mo Yong-jin was hot-tempered and ambitious, he still took care of his subordinates carefully.

    That person, Mo Yong-jin, has changed.

    As martial arts became more and more advanced, people talked less and their nerves became sharper.

    In recent years, it was easy to lose momentum just for the small reason of slipping a word during a report, so it felt like Mo Yong-seok-jil’s lifespan was shortening every time he submitted a report.

    Is this the right path?

    Mo Yong-seok-jil, who was momentarily overcome with skepticism, gritted his teeth.

    “This is the right path.”

    After the mine exploded in the purchased forest, everyone in Shaanxi Bunta worked together with one mind and passion to cultivate the mine.

    Shaanxi Bunta’s mines truly had a huge impact on Shaanxi. Miners, merchants, and engineers flocked in, and as people flocked in, people naturally called out to other people, and those people created logistics and villages.

    Shaanxi Bunta’s mines became the new heart of Shaanxi.

    The collateral branches of Shaanseobunta took pride in that fact. As the pride grew, so did the expectations.

    Although the Hwasan faction, Jongnam faction, and Mo Yong-se, who are famous in Buntai and Shaanxi, are expected to receive the same level of fame and recognition as the original family.

    However, the world did not recognize the efforts of the Shaanseobunta collaterals.

    Because they were collateral.

    It is no exaggeration to say that the entire Shaanxi economy was revived and that there was no faction or force that did not benefit from it, but the Shaanxi Bunta was not treated as the mainstream of Shaanxi.

    What was so great to the world was that it was not the collaterals of Seomseobunta who built the Moyongsegaji mine.

    Shaanse Bunta’s affiliates tried to change the perception of the world.

    This was because he wanted to be recognized for the efforts he made to cultivate the mines and revive the economy of the entire Shaanxi region.

    However, as a result of such efforts, instead of recognition, all that came back was whispers that Bunta was trying to be treated the same as the main faction.

    Mo Yong-seok-jil, recalling those days, clenched his fists.

    They worked hard and worked hard to develop Shaanxi to this extent, but in front of the person concerned, Mo Yong-se in Liaoning asked about the intention of the main family of Shaanxi.

    And the direct relatives of the main family, who do not understand their anger at all, take the difference between direct and collateral relatives for granted, and enjoy the hospitality that was achieved through their efforts every time they visit Shaanxi.

    Nevertheless, the subsidiary branches of Shaanseobunta did not give up and continued to work hard, eventually reaping a harvest that could be called a success.

    Buntaju Moryongjingaek pioneered the realm of flower scenery.

    Shaanxi Bunta was in a festive mood. Now that a master of flower painting has been born in Bunta, he will be greatly recognized in Shaanxi!

    however.

    Even though the master of Hwagyeong was born, Buntaju’s personal reputation only increased, and Mo Yongse’s perception of Shaanse Bunta did not change.

    Only then did the members of Shaanseobunta realize.

    As long as this is Shaanxi ‘Bunta’, the world will forever regard Shaanxi Bunta as an accessory to the Mo Yong family.

    The mine they worked was not the mine of Shaanseobunta, but the mine of the Mo Yong family.

    The results achieved through their efforts will not be considered the results achieved by the Shaanseobunta collaterals, but rather the results created by the Moyong family.

    “Why, even though we are here, are we only looking at our original home in Liaoning, which is 5,000 miles away? ”

    Mo Yong-seok-jil, remembering the anger of that day, turned his head towards the dark room.

    There isn’t much left now.

    Representative Bunta masters will soon put an end to their training.

    Murim will be astonished by the powerful power they will show and the appearance of a new magician.

    Just as they are whispering, this Seomseobunta will become Moyongse himself and create a new wind in this martial arts world.

    ‘Only on that day will Sumseobunta be recognized for all his efforts in the past.’

    Mo Yong-seok-jil’s feet, which had stopped for a moment, began to move vigorously.

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