Chapter 122 (2/2)
At this, Tae-san nodded. It was definitely convenient to be with Ok Hwa. He knew how to do it, even if he didn’t have to say it. Maybe even now, he was only talking about Jang Bo-do, so he answered that question.
“Do you have more to report?”
In response to Byeok Tae-san’s question, Ok Hwa briefly reported on the current progress.
The truth analysis was done to some extent, and through the information obtained from Seungdoheung, how much of the location of the Temple of Heaven was grasped, how they were being monitored, and the details of controlling Go Junkwang and Seo Do-gun’s sub-organizations were reported step by step.
“Finally, we are monitoring and identifying unknown organizations connected to Go Jun-kwang and Seo Do-gun. As long as Confucius gives permission, we will start cleaning up immediately.”
Byeok Tae-san nodded his head. “Clean up.”
After Ok Hwa bowed her head politely, she carefully backed away. When she opened the door to leave Tae-san’s room by the wall, she saw a monster waiting outside her door. And after that, he could see Cho Seo-ran with her head bowed.
Ok Hwa was slightly perplexed, but she quickly corrected her expression, and she bowed her head slightly to greet them. With that, she quickly retreated. she left the door open.
“Hehe. Confucius. Haven’t you slept yet?” At Cheon Chushinui’s words, Byeok Tae-san frowned.
“What else are you up to?”
“Hey, it’s not a plan. Confucius, I feel sorry for you when you say that. I’m not a person who always lives with only one loyalty to Confucius. Everything I say and do is a result of my heart for Confucius Daa.”
Byeok Tae-san blew the words of God’s Word to the back of his ear and turned her gaze slightly to scan the monster and the Chaucer column.
“If you have something to say, come in and do it.”
“Hey, what do I have to say? Just when Confucius sleeps… I’m just curious about that.”
Cheon Chushinui said that and went inside. Then, Ilchimkai and Cho Seo-ran quickly followed. He then closed the door. Byeok Tae-san looked at them silently. All three were clearly more nervous than usual.
“What kind of accident did you have?”
Everyone was startled by Byeok Tae-san’s cold words and clapped their hands fiercely.
“Hey, it’s an accident. It’s not like that. It’s real. Oh, is it real? Please trust me.”
“Then?” Byeok Tae-san glanced at the three once again. After hesitating for a moment, Cheon Chushinui carefully opened his mouth.
“I… Confucius. Maybe our quarrels… That’s what Confucius did, right? Is that what you did for us?”
“I don’t know what that is, but I know what you’re talking about.” Byeok Tae-san’s gaze fell on Cho Seo-ran.
Feeling her gaze on him, Byeok Tae-san turned and headed to the bedroom connected to his office. “Follow me.”
“Yes?” Chao Seo-ran was bewildered and looked at Byeok Tae-san, Cheon Chushinui, and Ilchimkai alternately.
As if Cheon Chushinui was doing something, he blinked hard at Cho Seo-ran. “Why aren’t you following me?”
“Yes? Am I alone? Is that Confucius’ bedroom over there?”
Cheon Chushinui and Ilchimkai gently pushed Cho Seo-ran’s back. tuck tuck. Cho Seo-ran rushed forward without realizing it to the unexpected attack.
When she came to, she found Tae-san in front of her. “Ah… … !”
All of a sudden, his mind went haywire. He could not think normally. When he said that he would awaken his talents, he Cheon Chushinui and Ilchimkai. He came all the way here because Byeok Tae-san said that he could do it.
‘It’s not like this….’
By the time one were to think so, it was already too late. When she came to her senses, Cho Seo-ran was right into the bedroom of Byeok Tae-san.
Her heart was beating like crazy. Seo-ran swallowed dry saliva and lifted her head. Tae-san’s face was visible. Byeok Tae-san was looking down at himself with a supremely calm expression.
“Do not tremble. Because it doesn’t matter.”
Then, what did it mean? In the eyes of Cho Seo-ran full of tension, Byeok Tae-san raised his hand. And when he thought that his hand was on his head and that he was going to stroke his head, his mind went blank.
* * *
Cho Seo-ran slowly opened his eyes. After blinking a few times, the ceiling came into view. Startled, she got up and looked around. She couldn’t remember anything.
‘The clothes… are they on?’
Seo-ran tried her best in tracing her memory. Something seemed very difficult. It was like persevering when you decoction or prepare a single drug. She was happy nonetheless. She thought she felt a kind of sense of accomplishment all night long.
‘Ah… So did I do something?’ Cho Seo-ran’s face turned bright red. She cautiously got off the bed and went outside.
As soon as she opened the door, one could see a place that Byeok Tae-san used like an office. No one was there. Even though she was relieved, she felt strange going again. She cautiously got out of there.
She then paused as she tried to search for Chushinui and Ilchimkai.
‘Probably… I’d rather not see you now.’
Cho Seo-ran cautiously left the place. in addition to this, she set out to find a place where no one would be.
* * *
Byeok Tae-san stood in the middle of the only gymnasium in the manor. The reason he came here was to purify her spiritual power obtained by burning Cho Seo-ran’s soul last night.
“Amazing.”
It was indeed amazing. In fact, after she came into contact with the Bangangsi, she almost stopped picking and burning people’s souls. This was because the efficiency or quantity was too low compared to the half-gang.
However, that thought changed yesterday. To be honest, she had no intention of choosing the soul of Cho Seo-ran. However, seeing Cheon Chushinui’s faithfulness and one gulp of a monster working so hard, her heart moved slightly.
In addition to this, she would continue to maintain a good relationship with the Thousand Pharmacy, and she must continue to use Seo-ran, but she thought it would be okay to do it once, as it would be good if she burned her soul and created a foundation for her to develop.
The results were surprising. The spiritual power extracted by burning the spirit of Cho Seo-ran was close to an elixir. Was it because she was a drug maker?
“It’s a thousand medicine room….”
Byeok Tae-san’s lips, who muttered softly, slowly rose.