Chapter 62
“Cheongsung……?”
“Yes. I am Ye Gong.”
The man was a mystery. He had come from a school called the Qingcheng Sect of the Middle Kingdom, and his arms were bluer than the northern winds of the North Sea, and he had aroused wariness.
As if to prove himself, he would divine the future and stand by the side of the Korean and Japanese traders.
As if that was his role.
As he listened with suspicion, Han Il-sang was stunned to hear what Ye Gon had to say.
As if he had seen through it, he proved that his father was not his father, and he was able to crush his brother’s ambition to interfere with his work at every turn. When Han Yu-san, who had been calling him brother, found and secretly ate the bamboo ginseng, he realized that he was trying to unseat him.
Han Yuxiang felt that the presence of Ye Gong next to him was like a match made in heaven.
If only he hadn’t shown up at the right time.
He was dizzy. He would have been reduced to a scarecrow, imprisoned in an ice cage or driven out of the North Sea, as Ye Gon had said.
“Master Yogon.”
“Speak, my lord.”
“Thank you. If it weren’t for the Taoist, I would have been killed long ago.”
“Of course. It’s only natural to spread the Tao and help those in need.”
“……Thank you very much, and I will grant you whatever you wish.”
“I just want you to find the bamboo ginseng and make a great success of it, so that I can fulfill my dignity as an ice archer.”
Han Han shook his head at Ye Gong’s words. As long as he could master the ice ball, it would be a small matter to regain his former status. The previous court lord, Han Tae-moon, had also said that the reason why the Ice Palace had entered an era of glory was because he had perfected his own ice ball.
