The Granddaughter of Manhyang Escort Bureau Hides Her Magic - Chapter 82

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Chapter 82

The Temporary Chang’an Branch was always filled with warmth and harmony.

“You’re giving us this much? Are you sure it’s okay for me to accept this?”

Juhwa’s jaw dropped as she received the money pouch.

“Escort Warrior, I think you’ve made a mistake in your calculations.”

Chilseon, completely bewildered, just kept fidgeting with his money pouch.

How much was all this?

Silver coins… one, two, three… a whole six of them!

“We only started our escort mission ten days ago. You miscalculated, Escort Warrior.”

Juhwa earnestly wrote numbers on the ground, calculating something, then took out five silver coins from her money pouch.

Seeing this, Chilseon and Mugyeol started to follow suit, so Shin Ah quickly spoke up.

“That’s your share of the contract payment we received.”

“Contract payment?”

“We’re now supplying to Seomun Inn too.”

“What?”

Yesterday afternoon, Yuhyeon from Geumwa Trading Company had urgently contacted them.

The owner of Seomun Inn, Chang’an’s finest inn, had come to entrust Geumwa Trading Company with food ingredient deliveries. However, the condition was that Manhyang Express’s Chang’an Branch would handle the work.

‘The contact came faster than I expected.’

This showed that the Seomun Inn owner was shrewd and quick with calculations.

She would quickly cut off anything unhelpful and reach out to places that could bring even a little more profit.

‘What an impressive woman.’

If the opportunity arose later, she should arrange to meet with the Seomun Inn owner.

“So we’re going to be much busier from now on. And we’re going to buy a horse cart. Naturally, we’ll buy an ox too.”

Shin Ah looked around the small shop.

If they moved the desk and chair against the left wall, they could store about one horse cart.

However, there was no place to feed and raise the ox, so they arranged for Manhyang Express’s stable to take care of it for the time being.

‘I need to work diligently and move to a bigger shop.’

Expanding the shop was just a matter of time.

‘Now that Seomun Inn is in my hands, it’s safe to say all of Chang’an is in my grasp.’

Others would surely follow Seomun Inn’s lead soon enough.

“This is the contract payment… then when you receive all the escort fees later…”

“I’ll give you gold coins.”

“That’s crazy.”

Juhwa was so shocked that harsh words slipped from her mouth.

Mugyeol, who had been listening quietly, raised his eyebrows and glared at Juhwa.

Juhwa covered her mouth with the money pouch, then burst into laughter after a moment.

That laughter spread to Chilseon, then to Shin Ah.

While everyone was laughing heartily, only Mugyeol didn’t laugh.

Mugyeol quietly slipped out of the shop.

* * *

Mugyeol headed to a wide open field below a sheer cliff. Ok Chifung was waiting there.

Mugyeol looked up at the cliff. Throughout the cliff were traces left by Mugyeol.

Marks made by pressing with his palms and digging with his toes to climb the cliff.

Not long ago, during training time with Ok Chifung, Mugyeol had succeeded in climbing to the top of this cliff.

After completing that training, his body became much lighter than before, and he gained muscle and strength.

And the energy of the Ten Thousand Year Ultimate Blood Treasure that had been stirring throughout his body became much calmer than before.

“You came?”

Ok Chifung greeted Mugyeol with a grin.

“Have you thought about it?”

And he demanded an answer from Mugyeol.

With his waist deeply bowed, Mugyeol tensed the corners of his mouth.

“Hey, you’re the first to make me wait more than eight days. Even our master would answer immediately when I asked. Why? Because my personality isn’t that good.”

It was a lie.

Ok Chifung had that much patience too.

The reason he was pressuring Mugyeol like this was because he was anxious that Mugyeol might reject his proposal.

“Mugyeol, have you ever regretted listening to me?”

“No.”

“Right. On the first day you climbed that cliff, you glared at me like you wanted to kill me. But how is it now?”

“It was excellent teaching. I’m grateful.”

“Yes. This time won’t be different either. Mugyeol, I’ll say it again.”

Ok Chifung suddenly looked at Mugyeol with a serious expression.

“Come away with me.”

* * *

Seven days ago. Ok Chifung visited Biwongak’s office.

“Cheonrim, do you have time?”

“For you to ask about my circumstances first, the sun must have risen in the west today.”

Ok Chifung was completely self-centered.

He never gave advance notice when coming or leaving, and even while living together, he would disappear at random times and show his face only when he needed something.

Since such an Ok Chifung was being polite, So Cheonrim wondered if there was some important matter, so despite being busy, he put down his brush and pointed to a chair.

“Sit down. Shall I serve you tea too?”

“No need. This is quite awkward.”

Ok Chifung cleared his throat.

Most disciples of other prestigious orthodox sects had an atmosphere like young masters or young ladies of noble families.

They showed signs of being raised properly without lacking anything.

Their behavior was also modest and their appearance neat.

In contrast, Ok Chifung was rough and unrestrained. Despite going through many hardships at Mount Hua in his childhood because of that temperament, he hadn’t changed and remained the same.

“Alright. I won’t even offer tea. If you have something to say, say it quickly.”

“It’s about Mugyeol.”

So Cheonrim nodded.

“I want to take Mugyeol with me.”

“You mean entrust him to Mount Hua?”

“That would be nice, but Mugyeol said he doesn’t want that.”

“You already asked him.”

“I’m the type whose body moves before thinking, aren’t I?”

Ok Chifung looked embarrassed.

Mugyeol was a child of the escort agency.

Now he wasn’t a slave and was staying at Biwongak as a guest, but since he had no guardian, the Biwongak Master was acting in that role.

In fact, Mugyeol also followed the Biwongak Master like a guardian.

“If the child doesn’t want it, then he doesn’t want it. I have no intention of forcing anything on a child who says no. I don’t have that authority either.”

“That’s why I’m asking for a favor. He just says no without even listening to what I have to say, so I’m frustrated. Please find out what’s really in the child’s heart.”

“Why are you leaving that to me?”

“Well, aren’t you a father? You’d read a child’s heart better than I would. It’s a compliment.”

“With you as the comparison, it doesn’t feel like a compliment.”

Nevertheless, So Cheonrim accepted Ok Chifung’s request.

* * *

That night, Cheonrim visited Mugyeol’s quarters.

Mugyeol, who used to share a room with the servants, had been using the guest quarters at Biwongak since the Heir Selection Test.

Since he had become a Jaengjeasu, he should have moved to the dormitory, but Cheonrim had prevented it.

Mugyeol was Shin Ah’s friend before he was a Jaengjeasu. So Cheonrim treasured Mugyeol out of his affection for Shin Ah.

“Is Mugyeol inside?”

The ki wave inside the quiet room wavered.

After a moment, the door opened and Mugyeol peeked his head out. When Cheonrim smiled broadly, Mugyeol bowed deeply at the waist in greeting.

“Did I interrupt your cultivation?”

A faint heat and smell of sweat emanated from inside the narrow room. It was evidence that Mugyeol had been diligently cultivating.

“No, sir.”

The child politely stepped back.

Cheonrim entered and looked around the room. The room, without a single thing out of place, felt completely devoid of any sense of living.

He could tell that Mugyeol literally only slept in this place.

He had heard that every time he went out, he cleaned the quarters spotlessly.

And he kept a bundle by the door, ready to take whenever he left. Like someone who could leave at any time.

Cheonrim felt sorry that the heart of a mere 8-year-old child seemed to drift like a buoy on the sea.

“Don’t you like the quarters?”

Cheonrim asked as he sat on the chair.

Mugyeol’s eyes widened like bowls as he shook his head.

“It’s too good for me.”

“Shin Ah uses quarters three times larger than yours.”

When Shin Ah’s name came up, Mugyeol smiled brightly. Cheonrim’s eyes narrowed.

“Are you glad that Shin Ah uses a big room?”

“Yes.”

Generally, children would feel envious when others had better things than them, regardless of their own circumstances. But Mugyeol didn’t feel that way at all.

Had he matured quickly, or was it…

“So Mando’s quarters at Yuwon Pavilion are four times larger than this.”

The smile gradually faded from Mugyeol’s face.

“Why are Miss Shin Ah’s quarters smaller?”

Mugyeol asked as if questioning it.

It was an impertinent attitude, but he seemed completely unaware of how he appeared.

‘He only thinks of Shin Ah.’

It was blind devotion.

Would that really help Shin Ah and the child?

Cheonrim’s mouth turned bitter.

Mugyeol’s pure loyalty could end up holding Shin Ah back.

And Mugyeol was only eight years old.

He was too young to blindly follow someone and serve them as his master. A bigger, wider world and opportunities would be waiting for the child.

“Mugyeol, how about leaving with Ok Chifung?”

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