The Academy’s Unrivaled Professor - Chapter 23

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Academy’s Absolute Professor 023
Karma
Kang Hyun was inwardly flustered as well.
He’d known trouble would come, but not this fast.
‘I underestimated how quick cars are.’
In Murim, it was enough to chase down a carriage. The modern world made that a different prospect entirely.
Moreover, if his Inner Energy had been intact, it might have been manageable—but most of it was consumed suppressing the Asura Poison, making pursuit far from effortless.
As a result, despite tracking Park Dong-chul carefully through the night, unnecessary bloodshed had occurred.
‘My apologies for the lateness.’
Kang Hyun offered a moment of respect toward the scattered corpses.
But what was done was done.
Kang Hyun did not dwell long on deaths already passed.
It was something he’d witnessed countless times in Murim, and there was no use mourning spilled water.
“W-who… who are you?”
Park Dong-chul, startled by the sudden intrusion, asked warily.
“Me?”
Kang Hyun glanced back over his shoulder as he replied.
“Your son’s professor.”
“Professor?”
Park Dong-chul’s brow furrowed sharply.
Was he Hyun-jong’s professor or something?
“How did you know about this place?”
Kang Hyun ignored the question and continued.
“If you’re going to carry out an assassination, you should cut off the target’s lifeline first—not carelessly slaughter the escorts and then lounge around as if you have all the time in the world.”
“Ha, so you’re one of those crazy bastards offering lectures. When you’re seeing off an old friend, you give them a final farewell. Haven’t you watched movies?”
“So I’ve heard, Yun Tae-jung.”
“What?”
Yun Tae-jung had been wearing a dazed expression this whole time.
He couldn’t even begin to understand how Professor Kang, who was supposed to be at the Academy, was here.
“What will you do? You mentioned a final farewell was necessary. Is there anything you’d like to say to him?”
“This crazy bastard keeps asking to hear, hear—”
Park Dong-chul’s face flushed red.
“You’re too drunk to see straight. I’m the one holding your lifelines. Hey, William! Whoosh, whoosh! Puncture his skull! Shooting head!”
As he mimed drawing a bow and aimed at Kang Hyun, Yun Tae-jung finally snapped to attention.
“Professor! Please evade! This man is no ordinary hunter. At minimum S-rank…!”
Yun Tae-jung’s words hadn’t even finished.
Whistle! Thwack!
Two arrows shot forth toward the eyebrows of the two men.
‘Ah.’
Yun Tae-jung sensed death.
It was regrettable that he would die, but his benefactor would perish as well.
His son had spoken highly of the man.
A monster stronger than any other professor at the Academy, he’d said.
Yun Tae-jung himself had felt an overwhelming presence when he stood across from Kang Hyun before.
But the opponent was S-rank.
A walking catastrophe—only seven existed in the entire nation!
No matter how formidable the professor was, he’d be at most A-rank; there was no dodging these arrows.
But.
As expected, the arrows failed to pierce them.
Tap, tap-tap.
Kang Hyun caught them with consummate ease.
‘If I couldn’t catch something like this, that old man Hwang Cheon Dok-su down in the underworld would be sorely disappointed.’
Hwang Cheon Dok-su.
An absolute master whom no one in the history of Murim could rival in poison and assassination technique.
The fearsome name had been earned because anyone his hand reached out to would inevitably walk the path to the underworld.
An old demon who had once held dominion over the Wood Star Formation of the Seven Star Formation.
“Let me show you what the real thing looks like.”
Flick!
Kang Hyun gave his wrist a light shake.
Whistle!
Two arrows left his hand, curving through the air in impossible trajectories.
Thwip, thwip!
The arrowheads embedded themselves in the Mingmen Acupoints of both men—the vital nexus at the center of their spines.
A hidden projectile technique that sealed the acupoint itself—a marvel of lethal precision.
It was Hwang Cheon’s Method, a stratagem so impossible that even the most renowned shadow assassins of Murim would reject it as fantasy.
Thud.
Park Dong-chul and the foreigner crumpled to their knees.
Both wore expressions of shock, and when Kang Hyun approached, they cried out in panic.
Their bodies could not move, but their voices remained.
“W-what are you?”
“Didn’t I tell you? Yun Hyun-jong is the professor.”
“……That’s impossible. How could you—William is an S-rank Hunter.”
The blond archer was thrashing desperately, trying to summon whatever strength remained within him.
Snap.
A light flick of Kang Hyun’s finger sealed the Amen Acupoint.
Now he would neither move nor speak again.
Then he turned to Yun Tae-jung, who had arrived behind him.
“This foreigner needs to be brought in alive. The Management Bureau requested his capture.”
Yun Tae-jung swallowed hard.
A single flick of the finger had utterly subdued an S-rank Hunter’s vitality.
He wanted to ask countless questions—what this man truly was, how he possessed such impossible power—but gratitude spilled from his lips first.
“I cannot thank you enough. Truly, from the depths of my heart. I will repay this debt.”
“The Four Treasures of Study Set won’t be sufficient this time, will it?”
“Of course not. You’ve saved my son, and now my own life as well. Whatever you desire, I will give you far more.”
Then Park Dong-chul began to plead with Kang Hyun.
“Please spare me!”
The words Kang Hyun had uttered so casually moments before suddenly took on lethal weight.
He sensed the killing intent in them now.
The foreigner ‘will’ be spared.
Which meant he himself would die.
“T-Tae-jung! Was I insane? Please, I’m begging you—spare me! All my shares—I’ll give you all of them!”
“So taking lives came easily to you, but now you cling to yours?”
Park Dong-chul fell silent under the chill in Kang Hyun’s voice.
“In your next life, if you must be greedy, let it match your vessel, and do it honestly. The moment you stain your hands with blood to seize what belongs to others, you shed your own. That is the law of the world.”
A strangled whimper escaped him.
Park Dong-chul’s face drained of color.
His instincts screamed the truth: this man would kill him.
“W-who are you? What right do you have to judge me? Call the police! Call the Management Bureau! I’ll turn myself in, I’ll face the consequences—just don’t kill me!”
“I don’t keep poison-users or assassins alive. And you’ve used both.”
“That was—”
Kang Hyun sent a Finger Wind through his heart before he could make excuses.
A strangled cry.
Park Dong-chul clutched at his chest and collapsed to the ground.
Instant death.
Yun Tae-jung watched his former friend fall with quiet acceptance.
It was not excessive.
‘He killed so easily, and now, when his own life hung in the balance, he reached for the law’s protection?’
Even if the authorities had intervened, Yun Tae-jung would have handled it himself.
The man had tried to destroy his family.
“The tragedy that occurred here will be attributed to this William character.”
In that accounting, Park Dong-chul would become a victim as well.
“……I am grateful beyond measure.”
Yun Tae-jung bowed repeatedly to Kang Hyun, who had even arranged the perfect cover.
Kang Hyun took out his mobile phone and pressed a speed-dial number.
— Professor! Did you find any leads?
Lee Se-ah’s voice came through.
“Found him.”
— Yes?
“The illegal entry. I found him.”
— In just one day?
“Just send me the location?”
– Yes, yes, yes! Please send it! We’ll dispatch immediately!
If we’ve done this much, the Management Bureau will handle the cleanup nicely.

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Kang Hyun and Yun Tae-jung returned to the Taejeong Corporation Headquarters in a Management Bureau agent’s vehicle.
“Is there anything else you might want from me? You saved my life, so I wouldn’t begrudge giving you my entire fortune.”
“That’s not necessary.”
“Then what about this? Park Dong-chul wanted half my stake. I’ll give you half the company’s shares.”
“What? Isn’t that too much?”
“Too much? Without you, Professor, I’d have lost everything.”
A wry laugh escaped him.
It was honestly surprising.
Did people born with talent always have such grand generosity?
Taejeong Corporation was large but a privately held company centered on the owner’s family.
Transferring half the shares meant practically handing over the entire company.
“I’m grateful, certainly.”
But wasn’t this originally Hyun-jong’s?
It felt uncomfortable taking what belonged to my student.
“I understand your hesitation. But I too am a businessman. I know the difference between gratitude and profit.”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve become convinced that handing half the company to you would actually benefit both me and Taejeong Corporation.”
Kang Hyun’s eyebrows lifted.
It was a remarkably candid thing to say.
Taejeong Corporation had the technical capability but couldn’t break through to the next level.
Why?
Lack of power.
Most large conglomerates have an S-rank Hunter backing them or are connected to one of the Three Major Guilds.
When they move, information flows, capital follows, and danger vanishes.
Conversely, companies without such backing hit a ceiling no matter how good their technology is.
“Taejeong Corporation has survived this far purely through skill and luck. But today made one thing clear to me: without power, you can’t even protect what you have.”
Yun Tae-jung took a quiet breath and continued carefully.
“And… from what I can sense, you stand far above those S-rank Hunters.”
Honestly, you’d have to be a fool not to see it.
I watched you suppress an S-rank Hunter with a single gesture.
Just seeing how that rigid Management Bureau treats you gives you the answer.
“So you’re binding me with shares?”
Kang Hyun chuckled, speaking in jest.
“Well, if it were just shares, that would be disrespectful. But I’m handing over the company itself, aren’t I?”
Yun Tae-jung smiled back without denying it.
He preferred someone who spoke openly to someone who hid their true intentions.
Working with such a person meant at least he wouldn’t wake up with a knife in his back.
Unlike Park Dong-chul.
“Please accept it. All I can offer my benefactor is… to grow this company into the finest in the country, perhaps even globally.”
Kang Hyun had no reason to refuse.
With funds needed and a capable CEO walking through his door on their own, he had every reason to be grateful.
“Fine. I’ll accept that offer.”
Yun Tae-jung had just made the best decision of his life.
If Kang Hyun shared even a portion of the information he possessed, they could nearly monopolize the Hunter market.
If he’d known that beforehand, Kang Hyun wouldn’t have accepted.
But because he came in sincerity, the offer was gladly accepted.
‘There’s no such thing as a free lunch.’
Yet Kang Hyun’s way was to offer appropriate compensation to those who knew how to give everything while understanding the calculation behind it, and to be grateful for it.
“Then I’m counting on you, President Yun.”
Kang Hyun rose from his seat and extended his hand first.
Yun Tae-jung grasped it firmly.
As if he would never let slip the opportunity that had rolled into his lap.
“Ha, now that you hold half the shares, I suppose I should address you as our major shareholder.”
“That’s not necessary. Just keep calling me Professor. I prefer it that way.”
After Kang Hyun left, Yun Tae-jung’s expression hardened.
His work was far from over.
He would convene an emergency board meeting first, then systematically dismantle Park Dong-chul’s entire faction.
The executive secretariat would need to be purged as well.
There would be no mercy in the process.
He had no intention of repeating the mistakes of his past—when misplaced sentiment had clouded his judgment and made him hesitate—not this time.

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