Chronicles of the Lazy Sovereign Novel - Chapter 55

Chapter 55

At the same time, on the Wei family farm in Guangdong.

The tightly closed front door of the Wei family farm opened weakly.

The man and the woman who entered through the door were in terrible condition. When they saw them coming in covered with dust and with a scruffy appearance, all present crouched their heads with expression of pity.

– Sir, ma’am, have you returned?

Someone ran quickly and offered them towels soaked in water.

Wei Jeong-han extended his hand in silence to receive the towel and dried his face covered in dust.

“Was there a problem?”

“There was no particular incident, Master.

“I have been foolish, often leaving my post, causing all of them many problems.”

“That is not the case, Master.”

The servants who looked at Wei Jeong-han had expressions full of pity.

“Where is General Manager Cho?”

“He deals with business matters inside.”

“Hoo…”

Wei Jeong-han looked up at the sky with a hardened expression.

“This time too…”

Han Sang-ah let a deep sigh escape.

Waiting against all hope, this time they searched thoroughly in Sichuan, but could not find a trace of Wei Yan-ho.

Not only had they posted search notices through the Hao Clan and made requests to the Beggar Sect, but they had personally traveled the entire kingdom, but nowhere could they find any trace of Wei Yan-ho.

“Yan-ho…”

“Sang-ah.”

Wei Jeong-han couldn’t comfort Han Sang-ah.

How could one console a mother who has lost her child?

Five years.

It had been five years since Wei Yan-ho disappeared.

It had been long enough for the landscape to change in half, but Han Sang-ah still could not give up Wei Yan-ho.

Han Sang-ah opened his mouth with a sad expression.

“He must be alive somewhere.”

“That’s the way it should be.”

“If I hadn’t sent him to that martial academy back then…”

Wei Jeong-han sighed deeply.

If Wei Jeong-han hadn’t decided to send him to the martial academy that day, Wei Yan-ho would be resting in his room right now.

«That would have been better.»

Even if Wei Jeong-han’s heart had been devoured by concern, at least it would not be torn like this. How could we compare laziness to not knowing if someone is alive or dead?

Sneaking him for being lazy, trying to send him to an academy to cure his laziness, all that now seemed a vain ambition.

What would it matter if I were a little lazy, as long as I grew up healthy.

The guilt was unbearable, he felt as if his desire to raise his son properly led him to death.

“If I had known it would come to this, I wouldn’t have scolded him when he was lazy.”

“…”

“That little boy, how much suffering he must be enduring.”

“Sang-ah.”

Wei Jeong-han patted Han Sang-ah on his shoulder. Then he raised his head to look at the sky.

‘Are you still alive, you rascal?’

Wei Jeong-han already knew the answer. If he were alive, why would there have been no contact for five years? Although he was heartbreaking, Wei Jeong-han thought the time had come to accept reality.

But Han Sang-ah still seemed unwilling to let Wei Yan-ho go.

“Next time, let’s go to Hainan.”

“Sang-ah.”

Let’s go one last time. Please?

Although the conclusion was already obvious, considering the heart of a mother who had lost her son, he did not dare to say it was useless. Wei Jeong-han nodded in silence.

Knowing that Han Sang-ah had been soaking his pillow with tears every night since that day, he could not utter the cruel words to stop it.

“Let’s do it.”

“He’ll be there, won’t he?”

Wei Jeong-han was unable to respond.

“To go to Hainan, shouldn’t you get some rest? You look terrible.

“When I don’t know what state my son may be in…”

You need strength to find the child, don’t you? First, let’s clean up and eat. You need to rest a few days before you gather strength to go to Hainan.

“…I will.”

“Let’s go fast.”

Wei Jeong-han supported Han Sang-ah.

As he felt Han Sang-ah’s emaciated shoulders with the tip of his fingers, Wei Jeong-han contained the pain. Due to deep mental anguish, he could not eat well, and the long journey had left her very weakened.

At this rate, Han Sang-ah would collapse before they could find Wei Yan-ho.

“I need to find a way.”

The time had come to surrender. Wei Jeong-han hid his thoughts and supported Han Sang-ah as they entered through the front door with weak steps.

Master!

At that time, Wei Jeong-han frowned at Cho Bang running toward him at full speed.

Cho Bang was so serene that he even stopped Wei Jeong-han every time he tried to react with anger or attend urgent matters. Thanks to his character, Wei Jeong-han could entrust him with the affairs of the house and leave.

But did that person show such urgency?

“What’s going on?”

A letter has arrived!

Wei Jeong-han bit his lip slightly.

What’s so important about that, what’s the big deal that leads you to act so recklessly?

“The person who sent the letter!”

“Person?”

“Se-se-se-se-second…”

“Speak with property, man.”

“Se-second young master…”

“What?”

In an instant, Han Sang-ah rushed to Cho Bang at lightning speed. “Anyone who saw speed at that moment would never believe that Han Sang-ah was not an expert in martial arts.

Han Sang-ah grabbed Cho Bang’s shoulders and shouted.

“Yan-ho?”

That’s right, ma’am!

“L-the letter?”

“I was so nervous that I couldn’t get it out, so I left it in the Master’s study for now…”

Before he could finish talking, Wei Jeong-han ran to Han Sang-ah, picked her up as if she was carrying her and ran to the studio.

“Slowly!”

“I know!”

A robust door appeared in sight, but Wei Jeong-han was not calm enough to open it calmly. Upon arrival, he stretched his leg without hesitation.

Crash!

The door was smashed and the letter placed on the desk appeared in sight.

Wei Jeong-han left Han Sang-ah on the ground and opened the letter with trembling hands.

Mother and Father.

It’s me.

In a way, I contact you after five years. First, I apologize for my lack of empathy. I could not contact you for circumstances beyond my control, so only now can I contact you.

Before writing this letter I had a lot to say but now that I’ve taken the brush I don’t know what to write.

First, let’s explain the situation: after I separated from my older brother, I ran into a demon. I was trapped in a cave for five years, learning martial arts from him.

Just when I thought I was finally released, that demon put a ban on my body, so now I can’t go home.

I think I’ll need to go around the world a little longer, so I’ll send you my regards for this letter.

I want to go home right now, but it looks like I’ll have to endure more difficulties. As soon as I complete my training without problems, I’ll come home immediately, so don’t worry too much.

I have a lot to say but I don’t know where to start.

So I’ll just send this for today. I’ll send another letter next time.

Please stay healthy until we meet again.

Yan Ho.

Wei Jeong-han’s hands shook violently.

The news that Wei Yan-ho was alive was so joyful that it made him cry, but the content that followed caused his heart to burn with rage.

“WOW!”

Wei Jeong-han screamed furiously.

“Who dares to forbid something from my son?”

Wei Jeong-han’s thundering cry was so loud that it seemed to shake the entire ceiling.

“How dare you!”

Wei Jeong-han, known in the martial world as the Sword of the Righteous Hero, unleashed an inappropriate fury for his title. But even in the midst of that rage, there was a glimpse of relief.

Han Sang-ah held the letter and wept dismayedly. Wei Jeong-han hugged her and said:

That scoundrel Yan-ho is alive!

“Yan-ho…”

Wei Jeong-han turned his head to look at Cho Bang.

“Who brought the letter?”

“Hao Clan Wine…”

“Clan Hao?”

It is a letter delivered by the Kaifeng branch of the Hao Clan. They say the second young master personally visited the site and wrote the letter.

“Kaifeng!”

Wei Jeong-han nodded.

“When did the letter arrive?”

“Well, it was a month ago…”

“Then you should have informed us!”

“I had no way of knowing where you two were.”

“Hmph!”

Wei Jeong-han shook his hand with disdain.

First, let’s go to Kaifeng, first we have to inform San-ho, and then Su-ryeon, first we’re going to Kaifeng, first we’re going to Kaifeng.

“Please calm down, Master.”

“Does it look like I can calm down right now?”

Seeing Wei Jeong-han scream angry, Cho Bang couldn’t help but smile widely.

“This is precisely when you need to maintain composure.”

“Of course. Yes, I need to calm down. General Manager Cho, send letters to Su-ryeon and San-ho immediately.

“Yes!”

And now… i mean, ah, this isn’t gonna work.

At that time, Han Sang-ah jumped out of his seat.

Then he ran to his quarters.

– Sang-ah, what are you doing?

“I need to pack.”

“Ambalar?”

“We have to go to Kaifeng!”

That’s right, look how lost I am, packing, packing, General Cho!

“Yes, I will prepare everything immediately!”

Wei Jeong-han breathed deeply and read the letter once again.

“…this bastard demon.”

Seeing that the Gentile Wei Yan-ho had described someone as a demon, it was evident that he had encountered an evil demon lord. Moreover, the demon had imposed a ban on Yan-ho’s body.

Don’t you settle for imprisoning my son, and you also impose a ban on him?

A strange misunderstanding was taking root.

Then a loud voice was heard.

“You’re not going to pack?”

Look at the scattered mind, General Chooo!

– Yes, Master. I’m preparing it right now!

Let’s go to Kaifeng, to Kaifeng!

Thus, a great commotion broke out on the Wei family farm. The Wei family, who had been holding their breath silently in Guangdong, were now advancing towards the Central Plains with a terrifying force.

Unfortunately, from the perspective of the central plains, this was not particularly welcome news.

***

Knock, knock!

Jin Ye-ran raised his head when he heard them knocking at his door.

‘Who can it be at this late hour?’

Although he wondered if he would be a thief, a thief would not call the door politely. He might be a thief, but if a thief had some common sense, he would not come to steal the Shop of the Sacred Hand.

Jin Ye-ran opened the door carefully.

“Hmm?”

But there was no one outside. Jin Ye-ran rolled his head in perplexity and discovered objects under the door.

“Ah…”

Jin Ye-ran let go of a brief exclamation. Then, he lifted his delicate hands to cover his mouth.

“This is…”

Jin Ye-ran spread his trembling hands toward objects that were on the ground.

Three promissory notes and a necklace placed on top of the notes.

Seeing the memory of her mother, who thought she would never see again, tears naturally formed in Jin Ye-ran’s eyes.

“Who could have done this?”

Jin Ye-ran looked around her, but there was no one visible.

The moon only smiled serenely, offering no answer.