Survival Guide for the Reincarnated - Chapter 4

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Chapter 4

Make amends.

You can turn it back.

You can overturn it.

That’s how the world works.

Helping isn’t difficult. Giving money isn’t difficult either. The Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace is strong and has plenty of money.

But teaching how to gain power and how to earn money is different.

That must absolutely be decided by oneself.

No one can help with that first beginning.

I didn’t know that. I regretted it because I didn’t know.

Anyway, there were people who assisted Ya Woon-sang by his side.

Those are the two over there. There seem to be more, but I decided to let it be for now. I was confident I could weed them all out.

After thinking for a moment, Seol Woon-hwi quietly continued speaking.

“Blue Cloud Trading Company may not be a very large trading company when looking at the Snow Palace or the entire Central Plains, but in a backwater place like Seol-ap, it’s a very large trading company. Ya Woon-sang couldn’t have devoured such a trading company alone, and seeing that face full of dissatisfaction toward me for killing Ya Woon-sang and this desperate defense, it all fits together.”

A cold smile formed on Seol Woon-hwi’s lips.

“Did you pocket money together with Ya Woon-sang?”

“…That… that’s…”

“Seems like it.”

Actually, there was no need to talk any further.

“That’s enough now.”

It was lightning-fast speed.

Seol Woon-hwi drew the hidden dagger from his waist.

Thunk-!

He stabbed it straight into Kang Sang’s side.

Flash Void Single Needle Technique.

This was Woon-hwi’s unique martial art that improved upon the Ghost Soul Single Dagger Technique, the representative hidden blade technique of the Ghost Soul Gate.

The Ghost Soul Single Dagger Technique was an assassination skill that completely concealed killing intent and approached like a shadow to target vital points, but this required more preparation than expected.

First, unnecessary internal energy had to be consumed to hide killing intent; second, there was no guarantee of killing with a single attack; third, mastering the Killing Intent Concealment Method required much time; and fourth, the entry barrier was very high due to complex techniques.

Woon-hwi improved this drastically.

First, instead of concealing killing intent, he focused everything on instantaneous surprise attacks; second, he made it possible to explosively release internal energy to achieve speeds close to physical limits in just the time it takes to blink; and third, he minimized preparatory movements to the extreme.

Woon-hwi has set positions for placing his hidden dagger.

From the back waist, exactly 3 chi to the left (1 chi = 3.03cm).

4 chi to the right.

There was no way an ordinary warrior could block such a hidden blade technique.

“Kuh… huk…”

He stared blankly at Kang Sang, who was letting out painful groans.

Just a little further forward and it would pierce the heart.

Woon-hwi asked.

“Does it hurt?”

“Ma… Master…”

Kang Sang wanted to live. Belatedly, he grabbed Seol Woon-hwi’s arm and looked at him with pleading eyes. Please pull it out, please don’t kill me.

A gentle smile formed on Woon-hwi’s lips.

“Do you want to live?”

“Cough… Yes… yes…”

“But is it right to spare someone who pocketed money and looked down on the master’s authority?”

“Everything… cough… is in the warehouse… please…”

The warehouse…

“How kind of you to even tell me where you hid the money. This bastard was dumber than I thought.”

Whether it was really in the warehouse or not didn’t matter.

He could just search all the places he suspected.

Woon-hwi pushed the dagger in.

Thunk.

“Cough…”

Kang Sang’s heart was pierced.

Naturally, Kang Sang’s corpse began to collapse, and Seol Woon-hwi grabbed his hair, pulled out the dagger stuck in his heart, and plunged it into his neck.

Thunk.

Blood spurted out.

When he twisted it to the side, there was a cracking sound as Kang Sang’s neck bone snapped.

Woon-hwi pulled out the dagger and turned around.

He saw the bald man trembling.

Woo Sang-hyeon.

Woon-hwi walked toward him, holding the dagger dripping with blood.

With each step Seol Woon-hwi took, Woo Sang-hyeon stepped back.

“Ma… Master… I really had no such intention… Ya Woon-sang made me do it all…”

“Just because someone told you to, you completely ignored the master’s authority and thought you could stand above it and swallow up a trading company? You have an unexpectedly amusing talent.”

“More… more importantly, Bing Seol Geom Heun will come… I know all of Ya Woon-sang’s secrets, and I’ve had separate conversations with him, so I can somehow persuade him.”

Woon-hwi burst into laughter.

“Ah, were you worrying about me this whole time? I’m so grateful I don’t know what to do with myself.”

Woo Sang-hyeon, who had been backing away, pressed his back against a scarecrow in the corner of the training ground, and Seol Woon-hwi stood facing him.

Their bodies were about 6 feet tall (about 180cm); looking closely, Seol Woon-hwi was slightly shorter, but it was fine.

It was a perfect position to pierce the neck with a dagger.

“Do you have more to say?”

“…Yes… I do.”

“Save it and finish saying it when you get to the afterlife.”

“…What?”

Thunk-!

Seol Woon-hwi’s dagger pierced through Woo Sang-hyeon’s neck.

* * *

Silence settled over the training ground.

I don’t care what they think of me.

I have no intention of living while watching the faces of those people over there, and there’s no reason to in the first place.

Positions don’t exist for nothing.

This is how it should be originally.

Especially in a small backwater place like Seol-ap, one person is enough to serve as the head.

Two or more would be more problematic, and I’ve just normalized things, so what more could be needed?

I stared at them blankly and then pointed to one man.

“You, two steps forward.”

A man with a body one head taller than others swallowed his saliva and came two steps forward as I said.

“What’s your name?”

“…Cheon Pung.”

“I’m giving you an order. Choose about five branch members and have them ransack the residences of Ya Woon-sang and those two bastards lying dead over there.”

Unfortunately, while Ya Woon-sang remained clearly in my memory, I couldn’t remember the names of the other two.

Originally, it’s right not to remember such insignificant bastards. It would be a waste to put such useless things in my head when other things should go in there.

Cheon Pung cupped his fists and soon selected about five branch members.

Those five had somewhat bewildered expressions, so it seemed Cheon Pung’s experience wasn’t significantly higher than theirs.

But that’s fine.

Though my current level is merely at the Circulation Realm, they won’t fail to recognize talent that could at least reach the Five Energy Origin Realm.

Soon the five division members began running somewhere, and Cheon Pung came to me and reported.

“I told them to bring everything from their residence. And I failed to mention earlier, but there’s a ledger.”

“A ledger?”

“Yes. A ledger written directly by Ya Woon-sang. It’s certainly at the residence as well.”

“At the residence… But are those five division members who ran off trustworthy?”

“…Uh… they should… be?”

I let out a sigh.

“When doing something, you must first identify what the priority is. What’s the most important thing in this matter related to Ya Woon-sang?”

“…The ledger.”

“That ledger will contain everything he’s taken so far. Naturally, it will also have the names of accomplices.”

“…”

“I’m asking again – I designated you because I rated your qualities quite highly. That’s definitely an opportunity, and you know it too. So what should you do in this situation?”

Cheon Pung swallowed and said.

“…I’ll go and bring it myself.”

“I’d like you to bring it back undamaged if possible.”

“Of course. I will definitely bring it back undamaged.”

“And from now on, don’t make me say such things. Understood?”

“Yes!”

“Go ahead.”

With that, Cheon Pung began running off.

It was a speed that seemed like he was drawing on his Innate True Energy. At that speed, he could not only catch up to those who ran ahead, but even overtake them.

Looking around, I said.

“The rest of you, follow me.”

Our destination is the Blue Cloud Trading Company.

* * *

Cheong Myeong, the head of the Blue Cloud Trading Company, swallowed nervously.

There was no way he wouldn’t know what was happening at the Seol-ap Division right now.

Seol Woon-hwi, the illegitimate son of the Ten Thousand Year Snow Palace, was going on a rampage.

He killed Deputy Division Leader Ya Woon-sang and his two loyal subordinates, Woo Sang-hyeon and Kang Sang.

Honestly, he had only heard this as rumors up to this point, but now the heads of those three men were lined up in front of Cheong Myeong.

And between those heads, Seol Woon-hwi pushed a bundle of documents.

“Read it.”

Cheong Myeong swallowed and picked up the bundle of documents. Blood dripped from the papers soaked in blood, but they were still readable.

He quickly skimmed through them. Even while doing so, Cheong Myeong watched Seol Woon-hwi’s expression.

“Don’t be afraid.”

At Seol Woon-hwi’s sudden words, Cheong Myeong instantly felt his chest become at ease.

A strange person.

Should I say he’s someone who knows how to put power into his words.

Just as Cheong Myeong, who had properly read through all the document contents once more, was about to drop to his knees on the spot.

“Don’t kneel either.”

He slowly raised his head. He could see Seol Woon-hwi with an emotionless expression.

He began to wonder if this man was really the same man he had known all along.

Perhaps the original Seol Woon-hwi had died and someone else was taking his place.

Otherwise, how could a person change like this.

“I don’t think we need to talk at length with each other, so let me ask just one thing. Why did you do it?”

“…That…”

“Were you that afraid of Ya Woon-sang?”

“…”

He couldn’t answer easily. He had no choice.

First, it was true that he was afraid of Ya Woon-sang, as Seol Woon-hwi asked.

But why did he fear Ya Woon-sang?

Tracing back the reason, it was ultimately because Division Leader Seol Woon-hwi was a figurehead.

In this situation, how could he not fear Ya Woon-sang?

He was a real power player with close connections even to Yang-ryeong, the neighboring city.

He swallowed nervously.

Cheong Myeong quickly turned his mind.

If he answered that he was afraid of Ya Woon-sang, he would naturally end up blaming Seol Woon-hwi’s incompetence as well.

As a merchant, ultimately Cheong Myeong had only one choice in this situation.

Silence.

He wanted to change the subject as much as possible.

He planned to just apologize and say he would gladly accept punishment, that this would never happen again, and to please give him a chance instead of cutting off his head like those three over there.

He was going to beg desperately, but at Seol Woon-hwi’s next words, Cheong Myeong’s eyes widened.

“It’s common for someone who mistakenly thinks they hold real power to go on a rampage when the higher-up is not only incompetent but avoiding responsibility altogether.”

“…That… that is…”

“Isn’t it also true that I’ve been acting like an idiot with half my brain smashed all this time?”

His mouth fell open.

He couldn’t understand why this was suddenly happening.

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