The World's Greatest Troublemaker

Chapter 62

As Mok Wigun was heading to the manor with Pyon Juksu, he ran into people from the Mok family.

"Who is this?"

It was the second son, Mok Wipyong. A face he hadn't seen in a long time. But he was still acting cocky, unable to come to his senses. It seemed he thought Mok Wigun had become weak since he had left the Mok family. He was a funny guy anyway.

"Don't you know who I am? Have your eyes gotten bad since I last saw you? Or has your head gone strange?"

"What? This brat!"

"By the way, your face has healed a lot."

As Mok Wigun approached and pushed his face forward, Mok Wipyong was startled and stepped back. And the Red Tiger Squad warriors blocked his way.

Was it because his own people were around? Mok Wipyong's spirit became high again. He said with a slightly sneering expression.

"You should have stayed at the Mok family even if it was hard. I hear you're going around pretending to be a physician these days."

It was pitiful at this point. Although he was an enemy, he was worried about how he would survive this harsh world with that kind of mentality. Mok Wigun pushed aside the Red Tiger Squad warriors, approached Mok Wipyong, and said.

"Hey. Get a grip. If you keep acting so clueless about the world, you'll get stabbed and die on the street. You idiot."

It was truly sincere advice. But Mok Wipyong didn't seem to take it that way. His face gradually flushed, and he was about to shout.

"Hup!"

He covered his mouth. And he whispered in his ear.

"If you don't want to get beaten like a dog here and have rumors spread, go back quietly. And don't pretend to know me when we meet again."

After saying that, he also warned the Red Tiger Squad guys.

"Go quietly. Otherwise, you'll really see blood. You know me, right? If I say I'll do it, I'll do it."

Mok Wigun said that and then turned around and went on his way. He could hear Mok Wipyong trying to act up behind him and the Red Tiger Squad warriors stopping him. That's right. How could that personality be easily fixed? A sigh came out on its own.

Still, they were related by blood, but he didn't know why he felt so dirty whenever he met them. What was really funny was that Mok Wipyong was still somewhat better. When he clashed with the other people, it was more annoying and more unpleasant. To the point of making him want to vomit.

"How did you end up with people like that as your family? You must have sinned a lot in your past life too."

Perhaps it was a good thing that the original owner of the body's soul had disappeared. If he had been around longer, he would have only seen ugly things and been taken advantage of.

After the short meeting with the people of the Mok family, he returned to the manor. But an unexpected and welcome face was waiting for him.

"Wigun-ah!"

So Jonghak shouted as he ran over. He had come to find Daoist Master Pung Oksan, knowing he was here. And there was one more person who made him smile on his own.

"It's So-gun, right? It's So-gun."

He was one of the children he had spent time with in Zhongnan when he was young. Jang So-gun. At that time, he was just a cute and small child, but he had grown up so much. But his childhood face still remained. He started laughing as soon as he met the friend he had played well with.

"Wow. I wouldn't have recognized you on the street."

"I wouldn't have recognized you either."

Jang So-gun also greeted him with a bright smile. So Jonghak also chattered excitedly.

"We just arrived a little while ago. I thought we wouldn't be able to see you because you weren't here. What a coincidence."

"Did you come here because of the Daoist Master?"

"I had something to deliver to the Daoist Master, and I also had something to buy."

Even though they were having a trivial conversation, it was just good. It was pleasant and enjoyable just to be there. A childhood friend made his heart feel at ease and pleased just by their existence.

Seeing them, he could clearly tell. The fact that he considered these friends and the Light Wind Unit members closer than his garbage-like blood relatives. What could he do? His heart was going that way. There was nothing he could do about where his heart was headed.

"Jonghak-ah."

"Yes, Senior Uncle."

Perhaps knowing that Mok Wigun had come, Pung Oksan also came out. But Pung Oksan's expression was unusual. There was a note in his hand.

"Is this definitely what the Sect Leader sent?"

"Yes, it is. He said to deliver it directly to you, Senior Uncle."

Pung Oksan said with a pale face.

"Wigun-ah. I think I have to go back to Zhongnan."

Pung Oksan even staggered slightly. Mok Wigun hurriedly approached and supported him.

"I think it would be better for you to rest a little more and recover. I'll treat you. Please stay for just two more days."

Anyway, he had to stay until Pyon Juksu brought the people. He could take care of him in his spare time. But Pung Oksan shook his head.

"Now is not the time for that."

Pung Oksan said that and then moved, saying he had to pack his things in a hurry. Was it because he was flustered and moved in a hurry? Pung Oksan dropped the note. Mok Wigun picked it up and looked at it, and it was written like this.

[Zhongnan in danger of sealing its gates. Return quickly.]

It was such an unexpected statement that Mok Wigun was also quite surprised. Sealing the gates. Sealing the gates literally means sealing the gates. In other words, it means completely closing the sect. If the gates are sealed, all external activities are prohibited except for minimal cases such as buying food.

If that happens, the relationship with the secular world will also be cut off. And the name of that sect cannot be used either. In fact, the sect will be ruined.

"No. The Zhongnan Sect hasn't done anything particularly wrong, so why seal the gates?"

There are almost no cases of sealing the gates on their own. Most of the time, it is done by external pressure. A representative example is the forced sealing of the gates of the sects that sided with the Demonic Cult during the war with the Demonic Cult. But why was the Zhongnan Sect in danger of sealing its gates? No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't think of a reason.

"Besides, it seems the kids don't know."

"What are you muttering about?"

Pyon Juksu approached and asked. Mok Wigun showed the note to Pyon Juksu. He was also quite surprised.

"Is sealing the gates what you said it was? Completely closing down."

"That's right."

"Then that's strange. You said you have to commit a really big crime for that, right?"

"Exactly. I don't know the reason either."

As they were talking, Pung Oksan had already finished packing and came out.

"I'm sorry. I have a really urgent matter, so I have to leave right away."

He couldn't hold him back. Pung Oksan took So Jonghak and Jang So-gun and hurriedly left the manor. So Jonghak and Jang So-gun were very disappointed, but it couldn't be helped.

"Well, if I were in that situation, I would have run out right away too."

If you were in a situation where you were about to lose the most precious thing, you wouldn't have time to look back. He understood.

But Mok Wigun was very disappointed with this farewell. Pung Oksan, So Jonghak, and Jang So-gun. They were all people who made him feel comfortable and happy. So he had wanted to spend a few days with them, but it was a pity.

In the meantime, Pyon Juksu, perhaps having finished preparing to leave, came out with a light bundle.

"Then I'll leave right away and bring them."

"Yes. Hurry if you can."

It felt like a series of unusual things were happening. There are times like that. When the surrounding events suddenly turn urgent. It seemed that now was such a time.

* * *

"No. One of you has to stay to take care of my mother."

The Chang'an magistrate opposed both Pyon Juksu and Mok Wigun leaving.

"I have taken good measures."

He had to leave to get the thousand-year-old fire carp, so he had taken care to control the cold energy. He was also quite lucky, as he wouldn't have been able to do it if he hadn't taken the blue jade royal jelly. But with the effect of the increased internal energy, he was able to suppress the cold energy well.

"Even without special measures, it will be fine for about half a year. Just in case, I have told the physicians all the prescriptions."

There was no way there would be a problem, but just in case, he had written down all the measures to take. Any physician would have no problem if they just followed it. But the Chang'an magistrate was stubborn.

"Anyone can bring the thousand-year-old fire carp. But you're the only one who can properly treat my mother."

He understood, but something was fishy. There was no particular word when they had talked two days ago. But to suddenly say no now? But in Mok Wigun's eyes, he saw the two guys from the Divine Physician Valley with expressions that said, 'Serves you right.'

'Wow. This is really something.'

It was clearly the work of the Divine Physician Valley. The cunning was worthy of applause.

'It would be more comfortable to fight the Demon King.'

He really didn't know they would come out this cheap. But it wasn't just the people who were blocking Mok Wigun. The magistrate's mother, the old lady, said.

"I'm fine, so please let them go."

"Mother!"

The magistrate stubbornly said no.

"What if something happens to both of them after they go there? It's a dangerous place, so I can't send both of them."

"This young physician also knows a lot about spiritual creatures. A person who knows well will also be good at catching them, right? So please let them go."

The magistrate hesitated, but he couldn't go against his mother's words until the end.

"I'll allow it. But come back as soon as possible. If it seems dangerous, give up right away."

"I will."

At the magistrate's words, the two physicians from the Divine Physician Valley had disappointed expressions. Mok Wigun shook his head and approached the old lady. It was to check on her one last time.

"What are you coming for again? You're busy, so go quickly."

"I think I'll be away for quite a long time, so I'm trying to check for sure."

He checked the old lady's condition carefully once more. As expected, the measures were well taken, and there were no particular problems. Mok Wigun bowed to the old lady and the magistrate and then came out.

When he returned to the manor, Pyon Juksu and the people had arrived. Perhaps because many people had gathered at once, it was noisy.

"For now, put the luggage in the warehouse over there. I can't sort it all out now."

Steward Wang ran around, giving instructions here and there.

"Young master."

Dan Bulseok and the Light Wind Unit members ran over. They held Mok Wigun's hands and thanked him.

"If it weren't for you, young master, we would have been in big trouble."

"Thanks to you, we survived. If we had been dragged away by the Wind Squad guys..."

A few would have died, and the rest would not have been safe either. As an example, they would have tortured everyone and made them half-dead.

"It's a relief that you're safe. And as you've heard, you all should get ready. Because we have to leave for Mount Xiaohua."

"Yes, of course. We've already prepared."

Perhaps because they had heard that the Wind Squad had also headed to Mount Xiaohua, their spirits were high. Their expressions clearly showed that they would not leave them alone if they met.

"Young master! Young master!"

Steward Wang, perhaps having just noticed Mok Wigun, shouted as he ran over.

"You've worked hard."

"Oh my. That's not the problem."

Steward Wang said that a guest had come.

"A guest?"

"That. What is it? He says he's a merchant."

He thought Lord Yi Jeong-gi had come, but that wasn't it.

"He said he's related to the Three Thousand Merchant Group..."

A thought came to mind. He had heard that Lord Yuk Samcheon was secretly coming to Chang'an, and it seemed he had arrived now. Mok Wigun headed to the reception room, and there were two people there. A man with a good physique and a bushy beard, who looked like a mountain bandit, was sitting, and a slightly thin person was standing next to him.

When Mok Wigun entered, the person next to the merchant whispered. At that, the merchant with the good physique stood up from his seat.

"Oh. Young Master Mok Wigun. I'm Yuk Samcheon."

It was his first meeting with the greatest merchant in the world.

(End of Chapter)