Bloodline is Everything - Chapter 187

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【Bloodline is a Thug Chapter 187】

187. The Avenger (2)

At that moment, I could see it clearly.
The frenzied hunger blazing in Bae Cheol-min’s eyes.
“With the Heukcheon Team and Captain Gu Eon right beside us, and yet you dare speak such words.”
I could only shake my head in disbelief.
“Have you lost your mind? Or do you simply lack any sense of reason?”
“The lamp beneath the stand casts no light, as they say. The Heukcheon Team and Captain Gu Eon are occupied with Director Kwon Myung-woo, so they won’t hear our conversation.”
He was right. I extended my senses inward to check, but no one was paying attention to us.
“After working in places like Gangtaedae for so long, one picks up various tricks of the trade.”
Bae Cheol-min smiled, baring his teeth.
“So please, answer me without worry.”
Bae Cheol-min couldn’t wait any longer. He pressed me for a response.
“Kwon Seon-woo, the Family Head of Heukcheon, drove your innocent parents to their deaths. That sin still lingers within Heukcheon to this day.”
Bae Cheol-min clenched both fists. His body trembled as he continued.
“I have been waiting for someone like you to appear. Someone who shares my convictions and can move freely through the heart of Heukcheon without any restraint…!”
Bae Cheol-min seized my hand. His grip tightened with considerable strength.
“Let us take revenge on Kwon Seon-woo together. So that we may settle our grievances…!”
“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that.”
I withdrew my hand as I spoke.
In that instant, the light vanished from Bae Cheol-min’s eyes. It was as though his very soul had departed.
“…Pardon?”
“I have no intention of seeking revenge. I won’t report what I just heard to Captain Gu Eon, so don’t worry and step back.”
“W-wait, Kwon Han-ul. Surely you know this—Kwon Seon-woo drove your parents to their deaths.”
During the Rebirth Ritual, I witnessed the past.
If my father was driven to death, the true culprit wasn’t Kwon Seon-woo—it was Kwon Hyuk.
Of course, I cannot say Kwon Seon-woo bears no responsibility. However, I have never considered him a target for revenge.
“My father never harbored resentment toward the Chairman.”
In that final moment when my father died at Kwon Hyuk’s hands, he harbored no resentment toward Kwon Seon-woo. Rather, he was concerned for him.
“What are you saying…? How could you possibly know the heart of someone already dead?”
“Because that’s the kind of person my father was.”
I couldn’t tell him I had witnessed the past, so I answered thus.
“Bae Cheol-min, I will become the Family Head of Heukcheon. And I will restore my father’s honor.”
Kwon Cheon was a man so virtuous it was almost infuriating.
But I cannot claim he was without fault.
He had drawn in the Baecheon Bae Family to save his wife and child.
“I promise you. When I become the Family Head of Heukcheon, I will restore the honor of the Baecheon Bae Family and offer a formal apology.”
Bae Cheol-min couldn’t find words to respond. Soon, he ground his teeth and spat out a single phrase.
“…Bullshit.”
Then, grinding his teeth, he hurled another word.
“Does Kwon Cheon not resent Kwon Seon-woo? Become Family Head and restore your parents’ honor? Apologize to our family?”
Fury dripped from every syllable.
“Stop spouting garbage. You’re nothing but a pathetic worm who abandoned even your own parents, blinded by the glory Heukcheon offers!”
Bae Cheol-min glared at Kwon Han-ul with murderous intent, his rage pouring forth endlessly.
“My brother was slaughtered brutally for doing what was right! Our family fell into hell, branded as ungrateful beasts!”
Bae Cheol-min’s fury showed no sign of abating. Decades of accumulated resentment, festering and rotting, burst forth like a broken dam.
“The children of the Bae Family must enter dungeons before they even reach adulthood! We crawl through hell to complete the tasks Heukcheon assigns us! And yet… and yet!”
Bae Cheol-min’s killing intent grew increasingly dense.
“You—the son of Kwon Cheon, who dragged all of our bloodline into ruin! You, who owe us a debt! How dare you speak like that!”
Bae Cheol-min unleashed his magical power. Tremendous killing intent surged forth.
In that moment, Kwon Han-ul couldn’t help but be startled.
When I first met Bae Cheol-min in the past, I hadn’t properly gauged his strength. I’d only vaguely thought he was powerful.
Now, having grown since then, I could truly comprehend how formidable Bae Cheol-min was.
At minimum, he rivaled Odin—perhaps even surpassed him.
“Kwon Han-ul!”
Bae Cheol-min roared and lunged toward me, extending his hand to seize my throat.
“Insolent bastard.”
Then, a low, raspy voice cut through the air.
Black characters materialized around Bae Cheol-min’s neck.
The black characters emanated terrifying magical power, burrowing into Bae Cheol-min’s flesh.
“Guh, guaaahhh!”
Bae Cheol-min shrieked and writhed on the ground. His hands clawed frantically at his neck.
But no matter what he did, the characters remained completely unharmed.
Kwon Han-ul turned his head in bewilderment.
Gu Eon stood before the door leading to the terrace.
“Tsk, tsk.”
Gu Eon clicked his tongue with evident disdain.
“I wondered what was happening outside… and here you were, overstepping your bounds.”
Gu Eon placed his foot on Bae Cheol-min’s head.
“I’ve been negligent in my waste management, nearly allowing you to suffer harm.”
Gu Eon spoke in a courteous tone. Simultaneously, he pressed down with deliberate force on the foot pinning Bae Cheol-min’s head.
“As an apology, I’ll dispose of this trash right before your eyes.”
Bae Cheol-min’s expression gradually contorted.
It was due not only to the pain strangling his neck, but also to the crushing weight of the foot pressing down on his head.
Judging by Gu Eon’s actions and killing intent, he truly intended to kill Bae Cheol-min right here.
Kwon Han-ul deliberated briefly. After reaching a decision, he spoke to him.
“I believe there’s been a misunderstanding.”
It was then that Kwon Han-ul spoke up.
“This person has never acted disrespectfully toward me. If anything, I was the one being troublesome.”
Bae Cheol-min’s expression darkened. His face asked what kind of nonsense that was.
“I was simply so curious about how to fight with the Gunganghyeol technique that I asked for instruction. This person reluctantly agreed to my request, that’s all.”
“And you expect me to believe that now?”
Gu Eon spoke as though it were absurd. Kwon Han-ul shrugged.
“I merely stated the facts.”
Gu Eon glanced back and forth between Kwon Han-ul and Bae Cheol-min once each. Then he withdrew his leg from Bae Cheol-min’s head.
“Get out of here.”
Bae Cheol-min scrambled to his feet. Gasping for breath, he vanished somewhere.
“A pointless gesture. Showing mercy to such trash.”
Suddenly, Gu Eon stepped closer. He faced Kwon Han-ul directly, nose to nose.
“But it’s strange. That bastard is one of the few trash with a functioning brain. Yet knowing I was right beside him, he couldn’t control his emotions?”
Suspicion flickered across Gu Eon’s face.
“What exactly were you two discussing?”
“It was a personal matter, so I’d prefer not to discuss it.”
Gu Eon stared at Kwon Han-ul silently for a long moment. Then he turned away.
“Remember this. I’m always watching you….”
“There he goes again with his nonsense.”
In that instant, Gu Eon’s body flinched.
Kwon Myung-woo had suddenly poked his head out from beyond the terrace.
“Hey, you bastard. I told you to stop that Steel Fang Member from doing anything strange. Did I tell you to pick a fight with Han-ul?”
“S-Sir. Pick a fight? This is a necessary interrogation as someone overseeing Gangtaedae….”
Kwon Myung-woo raised his hand. Gu Eon immediately fell silent.
“Interrogation? What interrogation! Do you think our Han-ul would do anything to threaten the family? You’re talking absolute nonsense!”
Kwon Myung-woo bellowed furiously. Gu Eon could only endure the rebuke without uttering a sound.
Watching this scene unfold beside him, Kwon Han-ul could only marvel.
‘This is the power of authority.’
The same Gu Eon who had been so irritable moments before now stood helpless under the onslaught. It was a sight worthy of admiration.
“Anyway, we’ll settle this later. I’ll need to reeducate you from the beginning….”
Suddenly, Kwon Myung-woo looked up at the sky. He furrowed his brow, his eyes narrowing with intensity.
“Why is that bastard coming again.”
Coming?
Kwon Han-ul also looked up at the sky. But contrary to Kwon Myung-woo’s words, the heavens were perfectly clear, not a single cloud in sight.
Then it happened.
A streak of lightning began racing across the sky.
Despite the sun shining brightly in broad daylight, the lightning did not lose its presence.
“What in the world….”
The moment Kwon Han-ul muttered those words, the lightning struck the terrace. The electrical current exploded in a blinding flash of light.
“…Phew.”
Two figures rose from where the lightning had struck.
An elderly man with snow-white hair and a beautiful woman with golden hair and pale eyes stared at Kwon Han-ul and Kwon Myung-woo.
“Getting old makes long-distance travel exhausting.”
The old man patted his own back with his hand. The woman standing beside him also tapped his back with her small fist.
Kwon Han-ul watched them with a tense expression. Despite covering such a vast distance in the blink of an eye, they showed no signs of fatigue whatsoever.
It was proof of just how formidable these two truly were.
“Byeok Ryok-gwon. That shameless face of yours hasn’t changed.”
Kwon Myung-woo spoke the old man’s name, and in that instant, Kwon Han-ul felt as though he’d been struck on the back of his head.
Byeok Ryok-gwon.
One of the few absolute beings in the entire world.
The world’s fastest martial artist, famous as a match for Kwon Myung-woo, the First Fist of Heukcheon.
A true titan stood before him.
“What brings you to this place?”
“You’re awfully cold to an old friend.”
“Friend? Your jokes remain tiresome as ever.”
Kwon Myung-woo and the old man glared at each other, their lips twisting into bitter smiles.
“I came to this city searching for the Mei Family Vault, and when I sensed your presence, I thought I’d stop by to see your face.”
“The Vault? Your mind must be deteriorating badly. Did the legendary Byeok Ryok-gwon really fall for such rumors?”
“Yet you’re here as well, are you not?”
“My circumstances are different from yours! I came under orders from my family!”
“Myung-woo, that’s pathetic.”
At those words, veins bulged across Kwon Myung-woo’s forehead.
“What? Pathetic?”
“You came here after the Vault too, yet you deny it. Just be honest.”
“This crazy bastard really is losing his mind!”
“You should be ashamed, so I won’t press further. But acting that way at your age is disgraceful, so don’t do it again.”
As his blood pressure rose, Kwon Myung-woo clutched the back of his head.
Byeok Ryok-gwon turned his gaze toward Kwon Han-ul.
“So, you’re the one called Kwon Han-ul.”
The moment their eyes met, Kwon Han-ul felt the shock of plummeting into an endless abyss.
This old man’s power was so vast that its depths were unknowable. It exceeded anything Kwon Han-ul could comprehend.
“I’ve heard much about you. You’ve accomplished remarkable things at such a young age. Recently, you even defeated a representative from Pandemonium, I hear?”
“The rumors are exaggerated.”
Kwon Han-ul spoke in a calm tone. At that attitude, Byeok Ryok-gwon began to laugh.
“Humility. Unbecoming of Heukcheon Bloodline. That fool Myung-woo advertised everywhere at your age about defeating a Pandemonium representative.”
“This crazy bastard is making things up!”
Kwon Myung-woo protested, but Byeok Ryok-gwon didn’t even glance his way.
He simply gazed quietly at Kwon Han-ul and asked.
“So, how does it feel to have killed my disciple?”

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