Chapter 73
Thunderbolts.
Everyone’s eyes widened at the sight of the three thunderbolts in front of them. Even Nangong Han himself.
“…… This is the Thunderclap.”
“That’s right. This is the result of Mr. Yan’s work. He was succeeded by the branch chief.”
“Ah…….”
Namgung Han’s eyes were filled with tears as he looked at the result of the Thunderclap.
All of his grandfather’s hard work and labor seemed to flash through his mind like a beacon. At the same time, he was filled with regret and all sorts of complex emotions. Looking at him, I couldn’t say anything.
I could only say.
“It happened in the North Sea. The medicine he left behind is saving and healing many people in the North Sea.”
“……You mean the North, the North Sea, is keeping my grandfather alive?”
“Yes. I remembered it from the markings in the Southern Palace. In exchange for the white ginseng, he left the North Sea the medicine it lacked.”
This was only a glimpse into the life of the Southern Palace, a slice of life. The Thunderclan, and the rigors of Namgung’s life in the North Sea, were etched across his heart.
Of course.
“……, what kind of person did they say he was?”
I couldn’t say that he was a geek who demanded to be served ginseng by the dozen. I didn’t have the courage to tell him that I was a geek who was trying to get a bunch of people to serve him cheap white ginseng.
So I said.
“Well. What else can I say but that he is a great man?”
