The World's Greatest Troublemaker

Chapter 145

"Start."

With a 'pong' sound, Pyon Juksu transformed into a bat. And then he flew through the air to the food warehouse. There was no sound, and he was not caught by anyone.

Pyon Juksu, who had arrived at the food warehouse like that, went inside. There were people guarding inside as well. Moreover, they were constantly moving and did not neglect their surveillance. It seemed they were really determined today.

'As if that would matter.'

Pyon Juksu was checking the soldiers' movements and then, when they were out of sight, he quickly attached a red paper. It was when he had attached a few papers like that.

"Huh? Is that a red paper over there?"

A soldier discovered the paper and shouted. At that, people rushed in.

"Aaaah..."

Everyone let out a deep sigh. They had been had for three consecutive days. A sense of powerlessness, futility, and self-blame. Many emotions swirled.

"Since there's no one here now, if we take this off."

A soldier said. He said they could just insist that it wasn't there. But Ham Seopyo shook his head.

"If we do that, can we be proud? Let's admit what we have to admit. It's not like this is the end."

Pyon Juksu quietly came out and relayed those words. Mok Wigun nodded and said.

"I told you. He's a good guy."

And so, Mok Wigun and Pyon Juksu returned to their lodgings. The place where they were staying was arranged by the scholar. It was said to belong to a local noble in this area, and it was fine for the group to stay.

"What are you doing? I'd like to know too."

When the two returned, Zhong Entai stealthily approached and asked. He had not been told anything. He had also firmly told Yuk Samcheon.

"Why did you meet with Ham Seopyo? You can at least tell me that much, can't you?"

"Shouldn't you be leaving?"

Even with a hundred people in one manor, it's extremely busy. But if you're ruling the Jiangdong region, how much work must there be?

"My intuition is telling me. That I must catch you."

"Are you suggesting something like an alliance?"

"That's right. It's not bad for you either."

"I'm sorry, but I've taken care of the Eastern Depot matter. If there's nothing else, I don't think a deal can be made."

The card that Zhong Entai had offered was to solve the Eastern Depot problem. But Mok Wigun said he had solved it. For now, there was nothing he could offer Mok Wigun.

Mok Wigun had a lot of money and a strong force. He didn't have an ambition for power like himself. So he was just hovering around like this. To somehow find a way.

"Even if you don't need anything right now, you'll have something to ask for in the future."

"Don't we have to see to know that? And I don't think I'll be that much of a help."

"You don't seem to know your own value."

Zhong Entai said that the most watched person in the world right now would be Mok Wigun.

"Then let's do this."

He made another proposal to Mok Wigun.

"Even if there is a reason to be hostile to me, let it go once. Then I will also help you once when you want."

It was a strange condition. But it wasn't bad.

"So I just have to not be hostile, and you'll grant any of my requests?"

"That's right."

Mok Wigun thought for a moment and then accepted. Not being hostile was also limited to just once. It was a proposal with nothing to lose. It would be stranger not to accept it.

"Let's do that."

"It's really hard. No one will believe that I even said something like this."

"Is that so? Anyway, I'll contact you if I need anything."

Zhong Entai said so and then entered his room. At that, a few people gathered.

"My. Why did you make such an absurd proposal?"

"A relationship will be formed only if we start like this."

The subordinates had expressions that showed they couldn't understand at all.

"Mok Wigun is a person who will change the landscape. Someday you will know that what I did was a really good thing."

Everyone was full of questions, but they didn't say it. Because they trusted their lord. And at that time, in a room right nearby, Mok Wigun was talking with Pyon Juksu.

"Why all of a sudden?"

He was about to rest, but Pyon Juksu had urgently called him.

"I called you because I'm about to talk now."

"Talk? Ah. Eunuch Yang?"

"Yes. Wait. I'll share it with you."

Pyon Juksu shared his senses. At that, all of Eunuch Yang's senses were felt.

"Yes. You met that person named Mok Wigun?"

"Yes. That's right."

There was a screen in front of the opponent. So he couldn't confirm the face.

"So, how was he?"

"As you said, his martial arts were outstanding, and he was a special person in many ways."

Eunuch Yang paused for a moment, but when the opponent said nothing, he continued.

"He didn't seem to want to make an enemy of the Eastern Depot. He said that if we don't touch him first, he won't do anything either."

"I suppose so. Was there nothing else?"

"The physician named Pyon Juksu, who travels with that person named Mok Wigun, was more strange."

"A physician? What was strange?"

Eunuch Yang chattered on, a little excited.

"His martial arts were strong. Not just strong, but to the extent that he overwhelmed me."

"He overwhelmed you? Was there a person with that level of skill?"

"It was the first time I had seen him. He didn't seem to be a person related to the Sword Saint or a person from the Hermit's Forest."

The person behind the screen tilted his head.

"Strange. There's no way a person of that level exists."

"I also found it too strange and investigated, but it seems he's a person who suddenly fell from the sky one day. Besides, they say his medical skills are also outstanding, not just his martial arts."

The person behind the screen said as if he couldn't believe it.

"In that case, are you saying that Pyon Juksu is that person? Heh heh. You clearly said that Mok Wigun was suspicious."

"But wasn't it concluded that it wasn't Mok Wigun? Of course, he has become a little strange since he came back from the dead..."

Mok Wigun, who was listening to the story, gritted his teeth and sent a telepathic message.

- So the guys who attacked this body originally were those guys.

- But I don't know what's strange. What the hell are these guys?

- Let's listen a little more.

The two focused on what Eunuch Yang was saying.

"He says so many incomprehensible things that I can't get a handle on it. If only the guy who went to assassinate him had come back alive, we would have found out something."

"If you're really suspicious, shall I send a skilled person once?"

"No. If that person named Pyon Juksu is so skilled, what's the point of sending someone?"

And then the person behind the screen muttered as if his thoughts were complicated.

"Sometimes he gives very clear instructions, but sometimes he says things that are completely incomprehensible..."

Saying so, he said to Eunuch Yang again.

"What can we do? We have to blame our own shortcomings. That person is a great... who came from a very distant place."

It was then.

"Ugh."

Pyon Juksu let out a pained groan. At the same time, the connection with Eunuch Yang was cut off.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's happening again."

Pyon Juksu said, clutching his chest. He took a deep breath for a moment and then raised his hand to the worried Mok Wigun.

"I'm fine now."

"You were like this last time too."

It had happened once when he was looking at the memories of the dead assassin.

"I know. It's strange. At that time, I thought it was just because my energy hadn't recovered properly."

At that time, it was not long after he had moved dimensions. He was so weak then that he naturally thought it was because of that.

"But I don't think so."

"Then? By any chance, did some being interfere?"

Pyon Juksu thought for a moment and then shook his head.

"I don't think so. What should I say? It just seems like there's a problem with my ability."

"Really? Did a problem occur while moving dimensions?"

"I don't know that. There could be other reasons."

Pyon Juksu suddenly said with a glint in his eyes.

"I really have to research this. Research on the side effects of dimensional travel."

"Don't talk nonsense and rest. What are you going to do if a real problem occurs?"

"No. Who am I? I can at least know my own condition."

Pyon Juksu said that everything else was fine, but it seemed there was a slight problem only with the part of looking at other memories.

"Really?"

"Why would I lie? I just checked, and only that part is a little strange. Ah..."

"What now?"

"Ah. It feels like my growth is also a bit blocked."

Mok Wigun asked in surprise.

"What do you mean by growth?"

"It seems it will be difficult to use all of my former abilities. I couldn't check properly before because my energy was low, but now I know for sure."

And then Pyon Juksu said that if his former abilities were a hundred, he could probably use about eighty.

"Eighty. Well, even that much would be more than an immortal in this world. Still, it's a bit disappointing."

Mok Wigun felt both disappointment and relief at the same time. In fact, at that level, there would be almost no being in this world that could handle him. It was a relief.

And because of that, the two just passed over what they had heard at the end. The words 'a great... who came from a very distant place'. Those were words that were very closely related to the two of them.

* * *

The Light Wind Unit arrived. Everyone's faces were bright, as if they were happy to be outside.

"You've all been training well, right?"

"Of course."

Ho Jewon, the representative of the people from the Folding Snow Valley, said.

"Even while you were away, we did not neglect our training so as not to bring shame to the name of the Light Wind Unit."

The confident eyes and the aura emanating from their bodies. It seemed everyone had trained hard. But he had to check.

"Then since it's been a while, let's have a go."

The verification was done by the Light Wind Unit executives. And he could confirm that they had trained consistently and well.

"It's good. This much is just right."

"But for what reason did you call us?"

Everyone had an expectant expression. Mok Wigun pointed to Ham Seopyo's military camp in the distance with his finger.

"It's to have a confrontation with the soldiers over there."

"Pardon? With the soldiers?"

Everyone was surprised at the words of having a confrontation with the army. To be honest, what reason would a martial artist have to fight with the army? It was something they had never even thought of, so everyone was flustered.

"Yes. Why are you so surprised?"

"I heard that dealing with the army is different from fighting among martial artists."

Ho Jewon said.

"It's different. Because the martial arts and strategies used are different. Besides, the soldiers are wearing protective gear."

"We don't know how to fight against the army well..."

"So we're going to learn that from now on. Well. It won't take long."

Originally, it takes a long time. But since there is no time now, he had to use a special method.

When Mok Wigun gestured with his eyes, Gu Mungoe came with a large barrel. In it, it was full of Cheongsim Hwallyeokdan.

"We will start training from now on. It will be a little harder than what you've done so far."

At those words, the Light Wind Unit members flinched. Mok Wigun's training was never weak in intensity. If you do it properly, you often experience moments where you feel like you're going to die.

That was what Mok Wigun always said. That you have to break through that and move on to the next to become a master. But he said it was harder than that. Suddenly, the people felt a chill as if a cold wind was blowing.

"Alright. Then shall we start the training?"

(End of Chapter)