Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 118

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 118】

118. A Name (2)

The plane departing from Australia arrived at the Hukcheon Estate without incident.
Kwon Seon-woo’s secretary, who had been notified in advance, greeted the group.
“What? The meeting’s already over?”
As Kwon Myung-woo descended from the plane, Kwon Seon-woo’s secretary briefed him on the general situation.
The elders of the Hukcheon Estate had all gathered for a meeting, and a decision had already been made.
“The Chairman is waiting for you, Kwon Myung-woo.”
“Understood. Let’s head there at once.”
“And he also asked that Kwon Han-ul and your team members come as well.”
Everyone couldn’t help but be taken aback by this.
Kwon Seon-woo had summoned Kwon Myung-woo to discuss how to handle the Mei Family’s attack.
To call Kwon Han-ul and the other three to such an important meeting was extraordinary.
If he had summoned only Kwon Han-ul alone, they wouldn’t have been this surprised.
“W-why would Grandfather summon us as well…?”
“Y-yes, that’s what I mean.”
….
Kwon Hu-don and Mei Hong stumbled over their words in shock. Gael Garsian looked as though his soul had left his body entirely.
“What’s going on?”
“I apologize. Please hear the details directly from the Chairman.”
Even when Kwon Han-ul asked, the secretary merely bowed his head. This only deepened their curiosity and worry.
“You’re all grown men—why are you so afraid? Let’s go!”
But there was no time to deliberate. Kwon Myung-woo urged the group forward. In the end, Kwon Han-ul and his team were hurried toward the Chairman’s office without a moment to gather their thoughts.
“Joo Ha-yeon, you have somewhere else to go.”
At that moment, the Chairman’s secretary stopped Joo Ha-yeon.
“What is this about?”
“The Director has summoned you. As a former comrade who once supported the Chairman, he has something to tell you.”
Joo Ha-yeon’s expression stiffened for a moment, then relaxed.
After seeking Kwon Han-ul’s understanding, she disappeared somewhere with the secretary.
Kwon Han-ul watched quietly until Joo Ha-yeon vanished from sight.
That final expression she had shown bothered him for some reason.
“Why are you staring like that? Let’s go.”
Kwon Myung-woo’s urging forced him to move forward.

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I was heading toward the Office.
“Hey… Kwon Han-ul?”
Kwon Hu-don, who had been following behind, glanced around before speaking.
“It might just be me, but… doesn’t the atmosphere feel a bit strange?”
Under normal circumstances, I would have dismissed it as Kwon Hu-don being overly sensitive.
But today was different. I could feel it too.
“You felt it as well, Kwon Hu-don? So it wasn’t just my imagination.”
“I can’t quite explain it either… but it’s deeply unsettling.”
Even the other two said the same thing.
I observed the people passing by us.
Those who worked for the family, newly arrived bloodline members—everyone.
They all either stepped aside when they saw me or cast inexplicable glances my way.
At first, I thought it was because of Kwon Myung-woo.
But as it continued, I began to understand.
They were treating not just Kwon Myung-woo, but me and the other three identically.
“It doesn’t seem like they’re avoiding us out of fear…”
People were being cautious, but they didn’t appear frightened.
Besides, I had never done anything to inspire fear among those in the family.
As I continued walking, it happened.
Two men appeared ahead, walking toward us.
Oddly enough, one was seething with anger while the other was desperately trying to calm him down.
“Just calm down.”
“Calm down? Fine, I’ll calm down. After I’ve said everything!”
The two men stopped in front of Kwon Myung-woo. The angry one shouted at him.
“I greet the Heukcheon First Master!”
At those words, Kwon Myung-woo raised one eyebrow.
“Kwon Tae-hun? What’s gotten you so worked up?”
“It’s because of that bastard standing behind the Heukcheon First Master!”
The man who had shouted glared at me.
“I reluctantly agreed with the Chairman’s words this time, but that doesn’t mean I acknowledge you!”
I could only blink in confusion. I couldn’t even begin to understand why this man was angry.
“So don’t get cocky just because you’ve been promoted!”
With that, the man brushed past me.
I could only maintain a bewildered expression from beginning to end.
“Allow me to apologize on his behalf.”
Then the other man’s words brought me back to my senses. It was the one who had been trying to calm the angry man down.
“He’s someone willing to throw away his life for the family. His pride in Heukcheon runs so deep that he occasionally acts excessively like this.”
The man spoke in a gentle voice.
“My opinion differs from his. With this matter, you’ve proven yourself. More than sufficiently—excessively so, even.”
The man patted my shoulder.
“Many of the elders genuinely recognize your worth. So take heart. Now, I’ll go calm that friend down.”
With those words, the man vanished as well.
As both men disappeared, Kwon Myung-woo spoke with an air of disbelief.
“Those bastards have lost their minds.”
Since we needed to meet the Chairman, our group resumed walking.
That was when we arrived at the building where Kwon Seon-woo was located.
A man stood at the entrance.
He was a male with blonde hair and blue eyes.
“I offer my greetings to Kwon Myung-woo.”
“So you’re here as well, as expected.”
A look of difficulty crossed Kwon Myung-woo’s face—a rare sight indeed.
“I’m sorry to hear about your son’s death.”
At those words, Kwon Han-ul’s mind suddenly cleared.
An exotic appearance, a man who had lost his son.
It had to be Dagma Kwon—Vain Hope’s father and the head of the European Branch, who was supposed to fight Kwon Han-ul during the tournament.
“I’m not the only one who lost a child because of that incident. I’m fine.”
“But….”
“Rather, I’m proud of my son. He died fighting boldly against the family’s enemy.”
Dagma Kwon spoke in a calm tone.
“Then what were you doing here?”
“I was waiting to meet Kwon Han-ul.”
Dagma Kwon’s gaze turned toward Kwon Han-ul.
The moment I received his stare, I was struck by shock.
His eyes were far too composed and detached for a father who had lost his child.
“My son surpassed you in every way.”
His voice carried the same quality. There was no resentment, no anger to be felt.
“Even Maria Sanchez would not have been a match for my son.”
No, that was a misperception. His voice wavered slightly at the end.
“You’ve taken the seat that should have been my son’s. So you must become even stronger.”
Dagma Kwon bowed his head to Kwon Myung-woo, then vanished.
As he left, Kwon Myung-woo spoke with a bitter expression.
“Let’s go up.”

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“You came.”
As always, Kwon Seon-woo greeted his visitor with a flat, emotionless tone.
“Brother, your greetings are still as dull as ever.”
“Quiet. Did you think I called you all here to crack jokes and laugh?”
Kwon Seon-woo’s brow furrowed in displeasure, and the faces of the three men—excluding Kwon Myung-woo and Kwon Han-ul—hardened instantly.
“I heard the meeting already concluded when I arrived?”
“Yes. You and the Heukcheon Team will handle the pursuit.”
Kwon Myung-woo nodded as if he had anticipated the answer.
“How much support will you provide?”
“Whatever you need. If there are units you require, take them with you.”
“I don’t need the others… but I’d like to take the Gangtaedae with me.”
“Do as you wish.”
Mei Hong’s shoulders twitched slightly.
The Gangtaedae was a punishment unit that extracted criminals from within the Heukcheon Group.
Once, Mei Hong had nearly been dragged into it.
“But are those men strong enough to require my personal involvement?”
“The others are unremarkable. However, Mei Xiao of the Bloodletting Sword is different.”
Kwon Seon-woo’s gaze grew serious.
“She still falls short of you by far. But if I sent the others, they would only throw away their lives.”
This was Kwon Seon-woo—a man who even the patriarch of the Mei Family and the Maejung First Sword regarded with caution.
If such a man acknowledged her strength, it meant Mei Xiao’s power was terrifyingly formidable.
“I could send Hyuk or Chan-sung instead… but I no longer wish to shed even a drop of blood unnecessarily.”
“I understand your will, brother. You can trust me alone.”
Only then did a faint smile grace Kwon Seon-woo’s lips.
“Next… Kwon Han-ul.”
The Chairman called out Kwon Han-ul’s name.
“Kwon Hu-don, Mei Hong, Gael Garsian.”
The names of the remaining three were called in succession.
All three tensed, but Kwon Hu-don’s anxiety was particularly severe—his face looked as though he might burst into tears.
“I will promote the Unnamed Squad, to which you four belong, to an official unit.”

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A long, heavy silence stretched between us.
Kwon Hu-don and the other two were too stunned to close their mouths.
Kwon Han-ul pondered for a moment before asking.
“Um… is that all?”
Kwon Seon-woo raised an eyebrow and questioned him.
“What do you mean?”
“I thought joining the Unnamed Squad would be more… grand. You know, with a ceremony prepared, congratulations given. But it happened so fast, like roasting beans over lightning?”
Kwon Seon-woo let out a hollow laugh as if bewildered.
“You want a lot, don’t you? Fine, you’re right. But with enemies like Mei Xiao targeting Heukcheon, I can’t afford to hold such ceremonies.”
Kwon Seon-woo fixed Kwon Han-ul with a cold gaze as he continued.
“In the first place, the reason you could be promoted to the Unnamed Squad was to fill the vacancy created by Mei Xiao. If that hadn’t happened, you’d still be doing grunt work as part of the Unnamed Squad.”
In other words, don’t complain.
“I understand the promotion came because of the Mei Family… but didn’t the elders object?”
“They agreed to recognize your victory in battle against the Sanchez Family’s bloodline. A team with that level of ability cannot remain in the Unnamed Squad.”
News of that incident had already reached the Kwon Family. Truly, this was the internet age.
“What is the squad’s name?”
“Heukam Corps.”
Black and dark.
Kwon Han-ul memorized the squad name without much emotion.
But Kwon Myung-woo beside him was different.
“Brother, wasn’t that name… originally meant to be bestowed upon that Kwon Cheon’s squad?”
Kwon Han-ul looked back at Kwon Seon-woo in surprise.
Kwon Cheon.
Kwon Seon-woo’s second son and Kwon Han-ul’s father.
At the same time, a traitor who betrayed the family.
A bloodline member whom Kwon Seon-woo had ordered executed for reasons unknown.
“Could it be that the reason you never bestowed that name on another squad until now was…?”
“Don’t talk nonsense.”
Kwon Seon-woo spoke in a truly displeased tone.
“It simply felt wrong to bestow a squad name that a traitor was meant to use upon another unit. And the reason I gave the name Heukam Corps to that bastard is so he atones for his father’s sins until the day he dies.”
It was a reason that was cold, even cruel.
“Now that it’s settled, I’m giving new orders to Kwon Han-ul and the Heukam Corps.”
Kwon Seon-woo composed himself. Kwon Han-ul straightened his posture as well.
“At the Heavenly Arena that will open soon, elevate Heukcheon’s reputation. Make the name of the Heukam Corps known far and wide. And…”
He paused briefly before continuing.
“Reveal that you are a True Bloodline and spread the legend of our ancestor Kwon Hyun-moon throughout the world once more.”

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“Hyung-nim really does go too far.”
Kwon Myung-woo clicked his tongue as we exited the building.
“Granting the Heukam Corps its name as a way to wash away Father’s sins? Honestly, I’ve never seen a psychopath quite like this one.”
Kwon Han-ul looked at Kwon Myung-woo with curiosity.
It was the first time he had seen him criticize Kwon Seon-woo so sharply.
“In any case, congratulations. Now you’re all truly recognized as a unit of Heukcheon.”
Kwon Myung-woo congratulated us with a broad smile. Only then did the tension ease, and smiles bloomed on the faces of the other three.
“I, I’m actually being assigned to the Unnamed Squad. Mom will be so, so happy when she finds out.”
Kwon Hu-don even shed a few tears.
“But now that you’ve been assigned to the pursuit unit, it seems I won’t be able to see you for a while.”
Kwon Myung-woo stroked his chin silently for a moment. He seemed to be contemplating something.
Then he suddenly spoke to Kwon Han-ul.
“Come to the Training Ground tonight.”
“Why would you ask that?”
“It’s possible we won’t see each other for a long time….”
Kwon Myung-woo spoke in a whisper.
“Haven’t you already set foot into the ascending tier? So I’ll show you this time.”
Kwon Myung-woo pointed to the sky with his finger as he spoke.
“What realm you should aspire toward.”

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