Fools Seldom Differ

Hyung Aejun felt a voice behind his ear which was throaty and dry, "May your father be abducted and become one with hell..." the woman said with an eerie tone, she even chuckled mischievously, "I don't mind, honestly. He is incompetent anyway." Hyung Aejun replied with a stern look. Now, everyone loves their father and their hobbies, but those are two completely different things to love, and if they intersect, the person in question expects a good outcome. The person in question, here, is Hyung Aejun.

Suppose a child likes art, it is their hobby, and when they tell their father about it or their father finds out, the father may rebel a bit but in the end, he ends up supporting his child anyway. He may support his kid by buying them art supplies, complementing them and their art, talking good about their art in front of relatives or just telling them words of affirmation, but if the father burns the child's already few art supplies and forces the kid to do something which they have literally no interest in, the child will develop a sense of doubtfulness in their heart. The action of sowing the seed of hatred in Hyung Aejun's heart, was done by his own father, by burning his study materials and forcing him to train for becoming a warrior relentlessly.

Hyung Aejun's father had multiple chances to let go of the past, renew his relationship with his first son, forgive and forget, but he willingly missed those opportunities. Bribing, framing, lying, black mailing and guilt-tripping, what did his father not do to bring him down? And hence, Hyung Aejun didn't even care for it, not giving the Voice of Misfortune any sadness or anger for it to feed on and become stronger.

About 4 weeks after entering Yeolban, he concluded his research: phase 1, he then headed West, entering Chinseon. The King of Chinseon didn't expect anything at this point, it had been a month and the potential "spy" had not been seen yet.

Hyung Aejun roamed through the rich streets of this state, the shops were attractive, the most normal people looked unusually attractive, the clothes they wore were endearing and even the way they communicated was charming. In Chinseon, a particular building caught his eye, a board hung on the top reading, "Paranormal Entitity Research Institute. Authorised Personnel Only"

Hyung Aejun waddled over happily, joyful to see some kind of lead, he went ahead and invited himself in, he lifted open the curtains and stepped inside, "Excuse me?" he asked, a middle aged carrying some scrolls acknowledged his presence. "Yes? Who might you be?" The lady asked, "I am the son of the King of Multtang, Jeong Hyung Aejun. I came here to do some research about the Voice of Misfortune, could you help me?" he replied politely, the woman's eyes lit up and she nodded enthusiastically, she took Hyung Aejun's hands in her.

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