Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 113

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Chapter 113

“You won’t be lonely since I’ll be sending the other bastards to join you soon, so rest well.”

As Cheon Pung’s grip tightened.

Crack-!

Ya Seok-myeong’s head was crushed completely.

Cheon Pung stood up from his spot and shouted.

“Stop killing and gather up.”

Ya Seok-myeong was right.

Even though they had killed more than two-thirds of them, they couldn’t kill everyone.

Not only because of the numbers, but with the weather being this bad, there would inevitably be survivors.

But that was fine.

The original purpose was to ruin the merchant convoy anyway.

Cheon Pung took out the storage bag he had received from Woon-hwi and stuffed all the valuable items from the cart into it.

Woon-hwi had told him to kill a hundred people, but he had no intention of stopping at just a hundred.

The current time was the Hour of the Ox (1 AM to 3 AM).

And by noon today, there would be a total of seven merchant convoys from Jeok An entering Jeok An.

Six of those seven, excluding one whose route might get tangled up.

Today, he planned to annihilate all six of those merchant convoys.

Having destroyed one now, five remained.

“Let’s move to the next one.”

Ju So-ah, who had been washing the blood off her face with rainwater, chuckled.

“Bear cub, you’ve become quite impressive.”

“Heh.”

As if by agreement, the branch members began walking toward their next destination.

Jeok An would now learn.

What kind of fury the Yang-ryeong branch leader, Seol Woon-hwi, possessed.

* * *

Woon-hwi headed to the branch office.

He naturally entered the branch office interior, and as he passed the training ground and headed toward the residence area.

“My lord…! My lord!!”

There was a man running toward Woon-hwi with his hair flying.

For a beggar, he had a rather neat appearance – this was Jang Seok, who currently served as the branch leader of the Beggar Sect’s Yang-ryeong branch.

He pulled out a rolled-up letter from his chest and handed it to Woon-hwi.

“This… seemed urgent, so I organized it right away and brought it.”

Woon-hwi took the letter, nodded, and said.

“You’ve worked hard.”

Woon-hwi read through the letter in his hand right there.

Then his gaze stopped at a certain part.

At the same time, Jang Seok began to speak.

“…This is content that was urgently added to the information your branch members had taken.”

“‘That man’ is there?”

“…Yes.”

Woon-hwi let out a sigh and said briefly.

“I’ll calculate the payment for the information all at once after the situation is sorted out.”

“No. You don’t need to calculate it.”

Woon-hwi sent him a questioning look.

“I want to establish a deeper relationship with you, my lord. Please consider this as my sincerity.”

“Sincerity… Alright, I’ll think of it that way.”

“I’ll be going now.”

Jang Seok left, and Woon-hwi sat down on the edge of the eaves.

In that brief moment, Woon-hwi’s brow furrowed.

“There are quite a lot of guests today.”

A man was descending from the sky.

His feet touched the ground, but the sound was faint.

Seo Hyo of Cheon Rim.

He respectfully performed the Embracing Fist toward Woon-hwi.

“It’s been a while, Young Master.”

Looking at Woon-hwi who nodded, Seo Hyo smiled.

“I’m disappointed. It’s been so long since we’ve met, yet you don’t even ask how I’ve been.”

Woon-hwi chuckled and asked.

“Have you been well?”

“Of course. I’ve been really well. You must have been well too, Young Master… but unfortunately, it seems problems have arisen.”

“You must have seen it on your way here, so why ask again.”

The corpses of the Four Heaven Alliance members had literally become a spectacle, and the bloody storm that had swept through Yang-ryeong was still raging in real time.

Wherever Seo Hyo had come from, he must have clearly seen it on his way.

“So why did you come?”

“Seeing that you want to get straight to the point, you’re still the same.”

“Are you complaining?”

“Of course not.”

Seo Hyo quietly sat down next to Woon-hwi.

“Seeing that you’re starting with internal discipline… You’re truly extraordinary, Young Master. To think you’d fight against Jeok An and the Four Heaven Alliance. Truly remarkable.”

Woon-hwi looked at Seo Hyo silently.

“But you must have one question.”

“A question?”

“For example, what’s the current state of Shinsam Valley… that kind of question.”

It wasn’t wrong.

While Woon-hwi currently dominated Yang-ryeong, strictly speaking, it was only Yang-ryeong – his reach didn’t extend beyond that.

No matter how much he had raised his reputation through baduk, what wasn’t there wasn’t there.

Especially, Woon-hwi truly didn’t know what was happening inside Shinsam Valley.

The question Seo Hyo mentioned and the question in Woon-hwi’s mind were the same.

It had been five days since the sects from Jeok An had entered Yang-ryeong.

While he clearly understood what they had done here, he didn’t know about before that or the present.

Most likely they were handling affairs in Shinsam Valley, but Woon-hwi didn’t know the detailed specifics of what affairs they were handling and how.

But he could make some guesses.

“Your guess is correct, Young Master. Lee Ja-gyeom of Jeok An has redirected all the Divine Ginseng Flowers from Shinsam Valley that were allocated to Yang-ryeong to Jeok An.”

“What about Pae Gate?”

“You know well. ‘The Elder’ doesn’t really care who digs up the Divine Ginseng Flowers.”

Though he wasn’t interested, they couldn’t proceed with work while ignoring Pae Gate.

More than that.

“What about Bongnae and Sa Ryang?”

“Before I answer, are we still ‘friends’?”

“We’re still friends.”

“Then we’ll continue to be friends. I’ll answer your question. The amount allocated to Bongnae was cut in half, and the amount that was allocated to Sa Ryang was all allocated to sects belonging to the Four Heaven Alliance.”

“What about Samgok Sangmaeng?”

Seo Hyo smiled gently.

“It was disbanded. Regrettably, one of my cover identities as chief mediator has vanished.”

“How unfortunate.”

At Woon-hwi’s brief words, Seo Hyo laughed heartily.

Originally, Seo Hyo wasn’t someone who laughed much, but strangely, when conversing with Woon-hwi, he found himself laughing more.

This went beyond having similar thoughts – perhaps it was because he was looking at someone of a higher level.

And yet he even shows respect, so how could I not be pleased.

“Perhaps, I am the only person in this world who can predict what kind of work Young Master is planning.”

“Alone… I acknowledge that your confidence in yourself is great, but someone of your level should know. No matter how much one runs around, there are always those flying at higher places.”

“That’s correct. I absolutely do not deny those words. However, ‘in the current situation’, ‘what Young Master will do currently’, I am definitely the only one who can perfectly predict this.”

A smile formed on Woon-hwi’s lips.

It was interesting.

“Ah, please don’t ask me to guess. If I say it with my own mouth from the start, it won’t be fun.”

“So you came to propose a ‘deal’?”

“Exactly.”

Woon-hwi’s eyes sharpened.

“What do you want?”

“Cheongsu Village.”

His eyes twitched.

“What can you give in return?”

“I will give you 50% of the Black Market’s profits.”

Woon-hwi’s gaze turned cold.

“The Cheongsu Village you mentioned wouldn’t simply mean you want a monopoly. It sounds like you want the land itself, am I right?”

“Correct. I plan to station Cheon Rim’s people there and have them stand guard.”

“Of course, to protect the Black Market?”

Seo Hyo smiled slyly.

“Of course. ‘Only’ to protect the Black Market.”

“Seo Hyo.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

“Do I look like a fool to you?”

Surprisingly, Seo Hyo’s smile remained.

“You know this is my condition. Now I should hear Young Master’s conditions.”

“My conditions…”

Woon-hwi’s sunken eyes stared directly at Seo Hyo.

“Withdraw from Cheongsu Village.”

“…Excuse me?”

“If you don’t vacate Cheongsu Village before the sun rises tomorrow, I will slaughter everyone there. I’ll burn down the warehouse too, and if that’s not enough, I’ll collapse the cave itself.”

“…”

“If you understand, get lost now.”

Woon-hwi was about to stand up from his seat, but stopped at Seo Hyo’s following action.

“…I apologize. I will ask forgiveness for my rudeness.”

“Seo Hyo.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

“I hate playing games.”

“…”

“If you know what I’m trying to do, you should know well that such word games are meaningless. Waste of time, waste of manpower, the time spent on you has no value, do you have more to say?”

Seo Hyo scratched his head.

“…I apologize once more. But this is truly important work for me, so I had no choice.”

“There is nothing in this world that can’t be helped. Proposing a deal means opening a field where both parties can pursue rational value, so why are you diminishing your own worth?”

“…”

“If what you’re trying to do is that urgent, I’ll give you serious advice. Come to your senses. If you proceed with work in such a radical way, backlash will inevitably follow.”

“…But Young Master is also proceeding with work very radically.”

“Do you think I’m the same as you?”

“…”

“How can you think the positions are the same between someone confident in controlling the situation and someone hoping for that person’s choice? Seo Hyo, were you only this much of a man?”

Seo Hyo closed his eyes tightly, let out a deep sigh, then politely performed the Embracing Fist.

“…Once more, I would like to propose a deal. Would you please take a seat?”

“Are you confident you won’t waste my time this time?”

“Of course.”

“I’ll trust you.”

Woon-hwi sat down.

Seo Hyo, who had been staring at Woon-hwi quietly, let out another sigh inwardly.

This man… I thought he wasn’t ordinary from the beginning, but seeing him now, even that might have been an underestimation.

He had to get serious.

“I want to expand the Black Market.”

“It sounds like you want to expand the size of the warehouse.”

“Exactly. I plan to expand the warehouse size. At least twice, no, three times larger than now.”

Woon-hwi’s eyes sharpened once more.

“So?”

“…What I said earlier certainly meant we would control Cheongsu Village. But given Young Master’s personality, you have never visited the Black Market even once.”

In fact, Woon-hwi had essentially given Cheon Rim exclusive rights to Cheongsu Village even now.

But documenting it and giving away the entire land versus not giving it away are clearly different. Frankly speaking, selling off the land doesn’t make sense given Woon-hwi’s personality in the first place.

Woon-hwi doesn’t do such things as getting his nose cut while his eyes are open.

“Yang-ryeong Branch, or more precisely, those designated by Lord Woon-hwi can completely control Cheongsu Village and give orders to Cheon Rim members working there. I will instruct them to ‘absolutely obey’ regardless of where the Branch Members’ levels are. However, there’s one exception I’d like to make.”

Woon-hwi knew all too well what that one thing was.

“The warehouse. Please guarantee thorough freedom only to Cheon Rim people working in the warehouse. They will be under ‘only’ Young Master’s control.”

Now it seemed like they were finally communicating.

“What can you give in return?”

“I will guarantee 50% of the Black Market profits.”

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