Heavenly Inquisition Sword Chapter 932

Episode 932. Sounds worse than rumors,

Hefei.

Yeo Kang-Hyeon Seogyeongjang.

Audience.

around noon.

Three men were sitting in the guesthouse sharing refreshments.

Mo Yong-gak and Baek-ik visited as envoys of Yeon Jeok-ha and the Southern Alliance.

“…So, the Southern Alliance marches to Nanjing and tries to drive Yumyeonggyo out of the imperial palace. I earnestly hope that Namcheon Daehyeop will join us in saving the imperial family and country in danger of turning the tide.”

After a long talk, Mo Yonggak picked up a teacup to see if his mouth was dry.

Baek-Ik didn’t even breathe and only looked at the complexion of Yeonjeok-ha.

Only the sound of drinking tea could be heard in the quiet auditorium.

When Mo Yonggak put down the teacup, Yeonjeokha, who was shaking his head, asked.

“There are five units in the Southern Alliance, right? How many of them go to Nanjing?”

“One-to-two-three-three generations go.”

Yeonjeokha looked at Mo Yonggak with an ambiguous face.

Nammaeng consisted of five generations as the five generations were the center.

It was said that if three of them face to face, only sixty-five percent of their power would be mobilized.

“What about the other two?”

Then Mo Yonggak replied as if he had been waiting.

“The five generations, which were centered on the Tang family, have not been able to fulfill their duties since Namcheon Daehyeop took a hand. Four units were reserved for Confederate guards. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the entirety of the Southern Alliance, as there are three generations excluding them.”

However, the serialization did not come easily.

During his life as a great monk in Kuju, his eyesight became quite extraordinary.

“That is very strange. Even if the Dangga shrunk, the other Southern Alliance’s breakwaters would have been able to fill the vacancy. In the end, for one reason or another, you took out four percent of the power separately, didn’t you? If you eliminate the famous cult leader and the extraterrestrial aliens, they will all run away, so that’s enough, right?”

“Not like that. As I said, the five generations, which were centered on the Tang family, are not doing their job properly. Four generations are protecting the Southern Alliance.”

When Mo Yonggak repeated the same words, Yeonjeokha shook his head.

Nam Maeng can’t be the opponent of the famous religious leader and the foreigner, but still stealing Sahal or something?

This is just an expression for show.

‘Will you attract me like that?’

With Sahal’s force left behind, he will continue to encroach on Hocheonmaeng’s interests as he does now.

If the Nammaeng fights, the Hocheonmaeng also has no choice but to respond.

In the end, I close my eyes and say Aung.

The Nam-maeng and Ho-cheon-maeng were still going to fight, leaving the famous cult leader and the foreigner to himself.

“I will cooperate if you promise not to fight with the Hocheon Meng.”

“…”

At Yeon Jeok-ha’s words, Mao Yong-gak was speechless for a moment.

The reason why I left this unit aside is to put it into the conflict with the Hocheon Meng.

But promise not to fight Hocheonmaeng?

“Namcheon Daehyeop, the Namcheong League, is in the process of regaining the rights it had conceded to the Hocheon League. The words of the Daehyeop right now are the same as asking our Nammaeng to recognize the Hocheonmaeng as the suzerain of Murim. That’s a question I can’t answer… but no one in the Confederacy will agree.”

“What are you giving in to Ho Chun Meng? The first goal of the Nam Meng was Hebi. Just extending it to Namjikryeseong is huge, so why are you so greedy? It is said that even these days they gathered to protect the rights and interests of the breakwaters in Namjikryeseong, right? It’s been a while since Hocheonmaeng stepped out of Namjilgyeseong, so what are you trying to get more concessions for? Do you know what an idiot I am?”

Then Baek-Ik came out.

“Daehyup Of course, it is true that we are based on Namjikryeseong. However, there are many breakwaters that have ties to the Southern Alliance in other areas. Wouldn’t it be Kang Ho’s morality to help them when they are in trouble? How can you talk about morality if you ignore the help of your acquaintances because you live in a different region?”

Words are ‘ah’ different and ‘uh’ different.

I couldn’t refute Baek-Ik’s words.

Even if they said the same thing, Mo Yonggak in his fifties and Baek Ik in his twenties were different.

But that’s not to say that it’s not something that will go smoothly.

“What did you say your name was?”

“It’s white wings.”

“The Age?”

“Twenty-eight.”

His younger brother was twenty-seven, so he was one year older.

“It’s been a while. Baek brother.”

“yes.”

“I can’t speak well like older brother Baek. So I’ll just be straightforward. If you need my help, shut up and do as I say. If Hocheonmaeng advances to Namjikryeseong, you can fight. If that’s not the case, don’t go all the way outside Namjiryeseong and fight Hocheonmaeng. Then I will help you.”

“That’s like telling the Nam Maeng to turn away from strong morals.”

“hey.”

Yeonjeokha’s words became shorter.

Baek-Ik shrugged at his sudden change of attitude.

“yes?”

“You just made me a bitch. know?”

“My me?”

“I heard that I told the Southern Alliance to turn away from strong morality? Did that insult me or what? Do I look good?”

“Oh no. How can the world’s Namcheon Daehyeop be…”

“But why are you making me into a bitch? Is this a bold guy who swears in people’s faces? Do you think I learned martial arts to be insulted by a guy like you?”

Baek-Ik’s face went white.

Mo Yonggak, who was worse than that, made excuses for him.

“Namcheon Daehyeop misunderstood. Baek Ik simply said that it was difficult to turn away from Bangpa, who had a relationship with the South. What are you doing? If Namcheon Daehyeop said something that misunderstood you, you should ask for forgiveness.”

“Forgive me. I really didn’t mean it that way.”

Baek-Ik hit his forehead on the floor.

Only then did he straighten his frowning face.

“Since Hyung Baek apologizes, I will accept it. Those who prosper with words will perish with words. I’d rather not swear when I say something obvious like Moyong Daehyeop. Why are you pretending not to be and pretending to be an idiot? Then no. okay?”

“Yes yes. thank you.”

Baek Ik said thank you, but deep inside he felt a great sense of contempt.

‘Because I’m weak in martial arts, I’m treated worse than a dog.’

His ego was deeply hurt, and he just kept his mouth shut to let it happen.

After that, Mao Yonggak tried several more times to persuade Yeon Jeokha, but all failed.

After losing the horse wrestling with Baek Ik, he gave up the logic of dating.

And like a parrot, he only repeated the words, ‘I will help the Nammaeng if they promise not to fight the Hocheonmaeng.’

In the end, Mo Yong-gak and Baek-ik left Shigyeongjang empty-handed.

The Southern Alliance did not send an envoy again after that.

This is because Yeon Jeok-ha’s attitude is certain, and now the ball has returned to the Southern Alliance.

***

Ha Nam.

Jeongju.

Hocheon blindness.

The affairs of the Southern League and the Yeonjeokha were known to the Hocheon League.

Yeon Jeok-ha’s proposal to the Nam Maeng was an unexpected boon to the Ho Chun Mang.

Hocheonmaeng had nothing to regret, as he had immediately withdrawn from Namjikryeseong.

A meeting was also held in Hocheonmaeng with Yeonjeokha’s proposal and the Golden Council’s ultimatum.

The leader of the Baekho Corps, Hwasan Sect Musang Jinin, spoke passionately in front of the representatives of the Chilpa Sect.

“This is a unique opportunity for our Hocheon League. We must declare that we will accept the proposal of the Namcheon Grand Council, and gather the warriors and go to Nanjing.”

Most people reacted positively to his words.

“Jinin’s words are correct. Geumuiwi are people with serious back ends. If we don’t move, trouble will surely follow, so we have to go now.”

“Let’s go to Nanjing after saying we accept the arbitration proposal of the Namcheon Grand Council.”

“If we accept the proposal of the Namcheon Grand Council, the Nammaeng will reluctantly follow.”

“I don’t know why Namcheon Daehyeop took our side, but we have nothing to lose. Let’s drive in the nail before the proposal fades into oblivion.”

As both of you said a word, the musketeers, Gongson Illang and Gong Son Gi, raised their hands.

Only then did the commotion subside.

“The problem is the Southern Alliance. At the suggestion of the Namcheon Daehyeop, the Nammaeng is going out to hold on. Even if we accept the offer, I wonder if the South will comply.”

“So what are you going to do? Are you going to just sit down on this great opportunity?”

When Musang Jin-in spoke as if arguing, Gongsun-ki was displeased, but soon replied with a nonchalant face.

“Of course, even so, we must accept the proposal of the Namcheon Grand Council and go to Nanjing. Because we have to show our sincerity to the royal family and the golden throne.”

Musang Jinin frowned with a disapproving face.

In the end, I don’t know what I’m talking about so much when I’m going to do what I say.

Either that or not, the words of Gongsunji continued.

“If there is no objection, our Hocheon Meng intends to send all four units to Nanjing. Unlike the Southern Alliance, if we do everything in our power, the imperial family will be friendly to us. Our goal is to make the Namcheon Daehyeop and the royal family sit down in the Namjikrye Castle.”

Then the Wolmyeong Merchant of the joint group asked.

“Shouldn’t we leave something behind in preparation for the southern alliance’s provocation?”

I was talking about the business sites in Henam and Hogwangseong, which the Southern League is eyeing.

“I plan to ignore the southern alliance’s provocations until the imperial palace is over. It’s for the sake of sasochwidae (捨小取大). The first priority is to bring the Southern Alliance to the Namjirye Castle. Wait a minute, let the South have it. But over time they will come back to us.”

“How can you be sure of that?”

“If there is a dispute outside of Namjiryeseong, the imperial family will choose the owner.”

Wolmyeong merchant thought for a moment and nodded.

If he helped the imperial family with all his might now, it was certain that the imperial family would be inclined to good luck.

When there was no more disagreement, the leader of the volcano faction, Mugeuk Merchant, jumped up from his seat.

“It seems that opinions have come together. The Hocheon League will accept the arbitration proposal of the Namcheon Daehyeop. And we’ll have a launching ceremony tomorrow morning. If anyone has any objections, please speak up now.”

“doesn’t exist.”

“I agree.”

While everyone was in agreement, someone said.

“By the way, looking at Namcheon Daehyeop’s proposal, it seems that the relationship between son-in-law and father-in-law is worse than rumors.”

At his jokes, the people in the audience shouted ‘Waaaa!’ burst out laughing

So Hocheonmaeng had his own plan and entered into a war against the famous religion.

***

When Hocheonmaeng headed for Nanjing with the ceremony, the whole world was excited.

Hocheonmaeng spread the ‘Namcheon’s proposal’ wherever he went.

Thanks to such efforts, there was no one in the world who did not know about the ‘Namcheon’s Proposal’.

The attention of the people of the world was focused on the Southern Alliance.

People believed that if the Southern Meng accepted the offer, the world would be at peace again.

Maybe that was natural.

When the Demonic Church runs away and the Green Forest becomes mild, even the famous school collapses, and there will be no more power to cause accidents.

In this situation, if the Hocheon Maeng and the Nam Maeng work together, it is like opening the world of political factions.

Of course, in order to do that, the Nammaeng had to sit down in Namjiryeseong.

Southern directness.

Hefei.

Confederate generals.

“Wherever Hocheonmaeng goes, he is spreading the Namcheon Daehyeop proposal. Now, the people of the world are waiting for our Nammaeng’s answer.”

At the words of the Musketeer Bancheonilgum Mo Yong-mun, the leader, Sword King Namgung Byeok, slammed the table.

‘Quaang!’ The table split in two with a sound.

Surprised by the appearance of Namgung Byeok, Mo Yong-mun held his breath and only looked at it.

Namgung Byeok said as if he was chewing and spitting out.

“How many breakwaters are there at present in Shandong Province, Henan Province, Huguang Province, and Zhejiang Province?”

“There are over a hundred.”

“Should I give it all to Hocheonmaeng? A word from Yeonjeokha?”