Chapter 94

Tea is ready at the guesthouse where Bu-eun-sul is staying.
Sitting across from Tang Cheng, Bu Eunsul stared at the teacup in front of her.
Hooook.
Taking a sip of the hot tea, Bu Eun-sul felt a bit empty and liberated at the same time.
There was no one here to ask me how the tea tasted or how I wanted to describe it.
After taking a couple more sips of tea, Bu Eun-sul looked at Tang Cheng and nodded.
“What do you have to say to me?”
“Are you going to stay in your home?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Do you need a reason to stay at a friend’s house?”
“We’re not celebrating, are we?”
“Maybe.”
Repetitive questions and insincere answers.
The more we talked, the more the focus shifted, and Tang Cheng shrugged.
“Okay, I’m going to get straight to the point.”
She asked, staring into his still eyes.
“When you say you’re staying in the main house, is it to help your third brother?”
Instead of answering, Bu Eun-sul took a slower sip of her tea.
You have no obligation or need to answer honestly in this situation. It’s the authorities who should feel frustrated, not you.
“And you?”
Instead, Bu Eun-sul returned the question to Tang Cheng.
“Why did you ask for me, to help him?”
Tang Qing laughed wryly as he realized that Bu Eun-sul was no ordinary person.
“Okay, let’s stop talking back.”
Taking a deep breath, she stood up and looked out the window.
“The rise and fall of a family depends on the kind of person the patriarch is.”
“…….”
“The other three families have a good distribution of power, but only the head of the family has absolute power.”
Tang Qing looked at Bu Eunseol and said.
“I only want one thing: I want Gazoo to have an outstanding person who will further revitalize the party.”
As he pondered her words, a cold smile crossed his face.
“I guess he thinks he’s entitled to preside over his successor.”
“Why not?”
Tang Cheng frowned and looked at Bu Eunsun with one eye.
“If I get stuck on one side or the other, it’s going to throw me off balance.”
Bu Eun-sul stared at her wordlessly.
“Originally, the third brother was not included in my list of outstanding people because he was too soft-hearted and lacked the coldness to move the main family.”
Tang Cheng folded his eyes into half-moons and said.
“But as of today…… I have to admit that my third brother deserves it too.”
Not only was her voice clear and crisp, but she had a great way with words that made others interested and willing to listen.
“Why, starting today?”
“I’m sure you know the reason for that better than I do.”
“I don’t like spinning my wheels.”
“There are two reasons.”
When Bu Eunsul’s expression turned cold, Tang Cheng immediately smiled and replied.
“First, my third brother has already acquired the power of a full-fledged SS squadron.”
Tang family’s pro-state force.
It probably refers to the swollen tongue.
“And the second?”
In response to Bu Eun-sul’s question, Tang Cheng walked slowly toward the door and said, “I’m sorry.
“I’m sure that third brother’s infernal hoyne temperament is gone.”
Turning, she looked at Bu Eunseol and smiled sweetly.
“If you’re going to have someone like Bu Xiaochao, shouldn’t your brother be on a similar level?”
It’s pretty self-explanatory.
Bu Eun-sul couldn’t help but give him a look of admiration.
“I see…… is right.
At that moment, Tang Cheng, who had turned around, walked to the door and spoke in a booming voice.
“I’ve had a good day, then.”
With a quick word, she slowly walked out the door.
Sitting at the table, staring at the door through which Tang Xiu had exited, Bu Eun-sul let out a low sigh.
“She’s scary.”
Not only did Tang Cheng excel in martial arts and jimo, but he also had the insight to see into the minds of others.
It’s like the best of Tang Ling and Tangon, not to mention Tang Bi.
Drool.
That’s when the door opened and a sweaty black figure walked in with a beaming face.
“Confucius!”
“…….”
“Did you enjoy your tea?”
Bu Eun-sul stared into space as if she hadn’t heard Black Mark’s words.
“It smells.”
“Oh, I’ve been practicing memorization techniques with the third ninja for two sessions, so I’m a little sweaty…….”
“The smell of blood, very thick blood, woohoo.”
Let’s look at the snowflakes smiling at the distant sky,
‘Looks like someone has offended Confucius again.
Black Mark was swallowing hard and looking terrified.
* * *
The Twin Saints’ Hall.
This is where the statues of past patriarchs of the Tang family are enshrined.
At the top were the plaques of the two saints who transformed Dangga from a small village into a great power in the Ming Dynasty, Dangcheon the Poisonous and Dangshimbin the Fierce.
Yikes.
Dangon burned incense on the plaque, bowed, and carefully stepped outside.
“Whoa.”
Dangon looked up at the distant sky and took a deep breath. And then, just as he was about to walk away,
“…….”
He froze in his tracks.
For in the distance, a shadowy figure in a navy blue robe with silver embroidery slowly approached.
He walked like a lion, his stride long, his whole body radiating with an air of ambition. Tang Jiajue was defeated.
“Dangon greetings to your lordship.”
Tangon bowed his head, and Tang Fei nodded.
“It’s been a while.”
There’s an awkward air of father-daughter.
After a long silence, Tang Fan asked in a low voice.
“What are you doing here?”
As a child, Tangon was forbidden to even enter the Tang family’s clinic because he was born in the body of a lowly shibi.
As an adult, Tang Fei released him, but he never set foot in the clinic.
And then you find a binary star.
“You’re back home, and you deserve a proper welcome.”
“Hmm.”
Tang Fei stared at Tang Kon, then spoke in a low voice.
“Let’s take a walk.”
A short distance away from the double star was a small pond and a small pavilion built over it.
Tang Fei looked up from the fluid labeled Sanglimjung and spoke in a low voice.
“Now that you’re back home, you must have a place to live.”
What’s coming is coming.
Taking a deep breath, Dangon tensed his stomach and said.
“I’m going to keep an eye on my successor.”
“You didn’t come home to give up in the first place.”
Tang Fai smiled thinly as Tangon flinched.
“That’s about as far as I can tell.”
“Actually…… did, but I changed my mind.”
“Why?”
Taking a deep breath, Dangon’s eyes flashed open.
“I wanted to stand side by side with my best friend.”
“You mean the man I brought with me, Bu Eun-sul?”
“Yes.”
Tang Fei gave him a strange look.
“How can he be so brilliant?”
Dangon beamed with pride.
“Yes, he’s one of the most brilliant…… and level-headed people I’ve ever met.”
“Be sober…….”
Tang Fei smiled wryly.
Cold-blooded.
Wasn’t that Dangon’s only flaw in his otherwise brilliant career?
“Got it. Go back.”
Tang Fai nodded, and Tangon clasped his hands together.
“Sure.”
And just as he was about to turn away, Tang Fei said.
“To be the heir of the House, one must be cold-blooded, without blood or tears.”
Flesh and blood.
In order to be recognized as the heir, he must now fight against his blood brothers.
Dangon said, his eyes flashing.
“I’ve already made up my mind.”
“I see.”
Tang Fei pulled a blackened leaf from his bosom.
It was a blackened pteridophyllum leaf.
“This is…….”
Tang Fei nodded in astonishment as he accepted the Yi Shui Leaf.
“I will allow you to learn one of the dangavisions as well.”
Dangon shuddered slightly.
His inability to rise to power despite having the title of heir apparent was due to his inability to master the art of the Tang Paladin, which can only be mastered by direct blood relatives.
-There has been no history of the main family passing on the Tang family vision to the servants.
Due to the fierce opposition of the Senate, Tang Gong was ultimately not allowed to enter the secret cave where the Tang Family Vision was placed.
But now, if you can master one of the Tang family visions, you can rise to the same level as the Party Leader or Party Secretary. And you can gain support.
“It is not because the elders are against you that this House has not passed on the vision to you.”
The power of the gazoo is absolute in the dangga.
Even if the entire party, not just the Senate, was against it, it could not change the will of the patriarch.
“You, then, were not as eager to be the heir as you are now.”
It was true.
If he had wanted to be the heir so badly, he would have convinced his patriarch to let him learn the dangjia vision first.
But Ogi and his ego were not deterred, and he came out strongly in favor of creating his own power.
“But now I can see the aspirations and desires.”
“Thank you…….”
Tang Gong clasped his hands together as he cradled the Yi Yun in his arms.
“I will never let you down.”
Bowing deeply to Tang Fei, Dangon straightened his shoulders and turned away.
“Just by making friends…… can Imugi become a sleeper dragon.”
Looking at the departed Dangon, Najik spoke into thin air.
“Wu Kang.”
Then a very small, low voice came out of thin air.
“Command.”
“From now on, I want you to report to me on everything he does. Even the smallest details.”
“I see.”
Tang Fei lifted his head and gazed at the distant sky, a smile curving his lips.
“The family’s stature will only increase with the next successor.”
* * *
“Seo-chul is a dangga vision?”
Woozy! Kwazik!
Tang Bi, who had heard that Tang Gon was going to enter the Bidong to learn the Tang family secret, began smashing the door of the office.
“You mean your father is already senile!”
“Mr. Confucius. Lower your speech.”
Tang Xuan’s words turned Tang Bi’s anger toward him.
“You too! What, he’s giving up on his successor? Is this the behavior of a man who gives up?”
Billion!
A dragon-headed pavilion made by a master craftsman from the Baisong Pencil Studio was shattered by a pillar standing next to Tangshaun.
“Sorry.”
Blood trickled down Dangsun’s cheek from a shard of shrapnel.
As she looked at him, Tang Bi suddenly suppressed her anger and exclaimed.
“Dangon. Where is he now?”
“Before entering the Bidong, we visit the Gam Dongju to choose our weapons.”
“I see.”
Kicking the door shut behind her, Tang Bi quickly made her way toward the armory at the north gate.
After passing dozens of pavilions, the blackened armory finally came into view.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing!”
When Tang Bi spotted Tangon standing in front of the armory, she shouted out.
“You’re the one…….”
His voice stopped shouting.
There stood Danggon and Bu Eunseol, as well as Gam Dongju and Dangryeong, who were in charge of the arsenal.
“The Second Confucius.”
When the bearded man asked if he knew, Tang Bi reluctantly clasped his hands together.
“Gam Daesuk. I see you have a big brother.”
When he reluctantly bowed, Dangon clasped his hands together.
“Second brother.”
“What about the second brother!”
Tang Bi bared her fangs as she locked eyes with Tang Xiu.
“What kind of danga vision will you learn!”
“Second, it’s my father’s permission.”
“You mean you’re going to stand by and watch this?”
Tang Bi pointed at Tangon with a look of exasperation.
“This is a matter for you to talk to your father about!”
“Second.”
Tang Ling held out his hand and opened his mouth to speak, but Tang Gong spoke up.
“My second brother doesn’t like that I’m going into the non-dong.”
“What, you call that a horse?”
Dangon said through gritted teeth.
“If you give up now, if you go back outside and keep quiet, you will be spared in the future.”
“I’m going there to save my life.”
“What?”
Dangon, a smile on his face, pointed to the sword at his waist.
“Once you master the Poisonous Spirit Sword Killing Qi, you won’t die at the hands of Second Brother, will you?”