Moon-Shadow Sword Emperor

Chapter 538

Special Side Story Episode 12

“It’s been a while.”

Hash (亥時).

Suning Guest House (昭寧客棧) located on the western outskirts of Changsha.

I, who was sitting across from Cheon Ga-ryeong and drinking tea, got up from my seat when I felt a sign of popularity outside the door.

‘indeed.’

I was a little surprised.

My senses have become more sensitive than before.

I never thought I would notice you until I got this close.

‘The price of secret magic is definitely different.’

The person who opened the door of the guest room and appeared was a man wearing a plain yellow robe.

His face was covered with a half black and half white mask.

“.......”

Hao Wen-ju, the king of the weak.

The moment our eyes met, he paused.

A lot of time has passed.

Unlike Hao Wen-ju, who remains the same as before, I have grown and moved forward to a great extent.

Now, even he wouldn’t be able to estimate my level.

“I see you, Lord Moon.”

Cheon Ga-ryeong knelt down on one knee and bowed respectfully.

There was tension in his voice.

An attitude that is clearly different from what I see in front of me.

It was an appearance that gave an idea of the internal atmosphere of the group she worked for.

“Thank you for answering my call.”

“What is your business?”

“Please sit down first. “I think we have a lot to talk about.”

It was none other than me who called Hao Wen-ju here.

It was extremely rare for him to appear in person at someone’s request.

Not even the head of a huge family, the head of the Daemun Sect, or even the leader of the Murim Alliance could tell him to come or go.

Since he was as old as I was, I could ask him to sit down with me alone.

“Sure.”

Hao Wenju nodded and took a seat across from him.

I grabbed Cheon Ga-ryeong’s wrist, who was naturally trying to sit behind me, and pulled her to sit next to me.

“......?”

I took my gaze away from her, who was blinking with a puzzled face.

I poured tea into an empty cup and handed it to Hao Wen-ju and asked.

“How were you?”

“Were we asking about each other’s well-being?”

A neutral voice that is difficult to distinguish whether it is a man or a woman.

A sturdy physique, a protruding uvula, and eerie red eyes.

Memories of the first time I met him came flooding back.

I deliberately chose the same time and place as that day.

The only thing that changed was that Cheon Ga-ryeong was brought along.

“I also ask about the well-being of classmates I see once every ten years or so.”

“Well, that’s true too.”

Hao Wen-ju responded in a calm tone that did not show any emotional ups and downs, took off his mask and placed it on the table.

Cheon Ji-ryeong’s mouth opened slightly.

It seemed like he never expected to show his face in front of outsiders.

‘It didn’t look any different from what I remembered.’

Slim jawline.

White skin, like someone who has never seen sunlight in their entire life.

A handsome face comparable to Song Ok and Ban An.

He was so youthful that it was difficult to consider him old.

The unique strange atmosphere surrounding him still remained.

Even though he had a beautiful appearance, whenever I saw him, I felt rejection rather than liking him.

‘Should I say it feels like I’m looking at a doll rather than a human being?’

I couldn’t feel any of the liveliness that is unique to living things.

I knew this because I had talked to him once.

This is someone who should never be taken lightly.

Now, my level of martial arts is higher, but Hao Wenju’s true fear lies not in the force of arms, but in the realm of the heart.

[How is it?]

[......?]

Craddangtang!

A chair fell to the floor, breaking the silence.

You raised your voice, forgetting that it was in front of Moon Joo’s eyes.

He seemed quite surprised.

I looked her directly in the eyes and asked her out loud.

“no?”

“......uh?”

“If you don’t like it, let’s just pretend this story never happened.”

“It’s not that I don’t like poetry...”

“Yes.”

After floating the chair out of thin air and putting it back in place, he sat her down again as she was struggling to find anything to say.

She wouldn’t know.

Why do I suddenly summon Hao Wen-ju and say this?

Of course, the head of the Haomen could not marry without the permission of the Lord of the Wen.

Cheon Ji-ryeong, who was in a relatively special position, was no exception.

‘but.’

To put it bluntly, the fact that Cheon Ji-ryeong and I were connected was something that Hao Wen would welcome with open arms.

Even if he had just delivered the message through Cheon Ga-ryeong without having to face Munju, he could be sure that permission would have been given right away.

But why did I choose this cumbersome method?

[Is Cheon Sojeo a biological relative of Lord Mun?]

[......May I ask why he came up with such a thought?]

It was a simple reason.

Because Cheon Ji-ryeong is Hao Wen-ju’s daughter.

‘I don’t know for what reason.’

Hao Wen-ju did not reveal to Chen Jia-ling that they were his parents.

So it was natural that Cheon Ga-ryeong had no way of knowing.

I am now asking permission from her biological mother.

“It’s a sudden story.”

“You’re talking as if you’re embarrassed, but your expression doesn’t look like that at all.”

“Because I gave that child to you in anticipation of a day like this coming. “You might have guessed it.”

“Can I take this as your permission?”

“Of course.”

Hao Wen-ju nods his head without any hesitation.

Cheon Ga-ryeong, who had a very flushed face and didn’t know what to do, lowered her head.

‘I expected it, though.’

It was a bland ending, in contrast to when he went to the Tang family to get recognition for his relationship with Tang Seo-yeon.

Since it is mutually beneficial, it is natural for this to happen.

The corners of his lips curled up when he saw Cheon Ga-ryeong glancing at him, looking at him.

It was fun to see the reactions.

If it weren’t for Hao Wen-ju, he would have rushed at me right now.

‘Let’s go back and talk to her slowly.’

I turned my head and made eye contact with Hao Wen-ju again.

The words he or she had said to me in the past passed through my mind.

[I ask you this not as the owner of a single door, but as the father of a child. Treat that child well.]

-I promise.

-what?

-I will treat you well. I will not forget the request that Moonju asked me the other day.

–......Thank you for saying that. I trust you.

Hao Wenzhou nods his head slowly.

After emptying the teacup, she picked up the mask and put it on.

As if trying to hide something.

What kind of expression does she have under the mask now?

“uh?”

Cheon Ga-ryeong’s eyes became watery due to my continued actions.

My relationship with Hao Mun is horizontal, not vertical.

She wouldn’t understand.

Why am I being so polite to Hao Wen-ju?

“.......”

I bowed my head politely.

Not as a famous Geomje in the central plains.

Not as an elder of the Murim Alliance.

Not as a customer of Hao Wen.

As a son-in-law with a mother-in-law in front of him.