The Ignored Granddaughter of a Murim Family - Chapter 183

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Chapter 183
Cheon Gwi-jo scratched the back of his neck and spoke with shameless confidence.
“Since you lot were dragging your feet, I took matters into my own hands. Don’t worry—I’ve infiltrated them properly. From now on, it’ll be easy to learn what they’re planning, and even easier to make my move, wouldn’t you say?”
“Easy to make your move?”
“That’s right. I’ve already received decent intelligence from the operative I planted at the inn.”
“What kind of intelligence?”
“Apparently, Namgung Wan’s son will be meeting with Baek Li-ui-gang’s daughter today. And even that one will be there. It’s been how many years since…?”
A cruel smile played across Cheon Gwi-jo’s lips.
The man in the shadows doused this with cold water, speaking up.
“Useless information. We already knew that.”
Cheon Gwi-jo’s head snapped toward the darkness.
“What? You already knew? Then why didn’t you tell me…!”
“Is there a reason the sect must share all its information with you?”
Cheon Gwi-jo’s expression crumpled in displeasure. But just as quickly, as if it didn’t matter, he shifted back into a grin. His emotional fluctuations were utterly unpredictable.
“Well, fine. But you won’t know this—do you know about that one who came along as a disciple of Cheonsan Yeom-je?”
“Are you referring to Yalyu?”
“That’s the one. He learned demonic arts from me.”
Cheon Gwi-jo let out a low chuckle.
“You could say he’s my disciple too. Ha, a disciple of Cheonsan Yeom-je—that’s ridiculous! Hehehehe, I’m really curious how that one turned out.”
“…”
“It was truly unexpected that Baek Li-ui-gang saved him. He must have realized that Yalyu killed the other children with demonic arts. And he was the one who valued the Alliance’s precepts more than anyone else.”
Cheon Gwi-jo made meaningless gestures in the air, continuing to ramble on to himself.
“I hear Namgung trembled at the very mention of the Demonic Cult. There’s no way he would have agreed to this. Well, we’ll find out soon enough.”
“…”
“And come to think of it, Baek Li-ui-gang is quite amusing too. In this situation, instead of seeking reinforcements from the Alliance, he comes to Ak-yang to find his friend.”
Cheon Gwi-jo, who had been muttering to himself, suddenly spun around to face the man in the shadows.
“Listen, an opportunity like this doesn’t come often. Don’t act like a coward. I have a plan.”
“A plan?”
“Yes. I planted that spy deliberately too. You think I threw him in without any thought?”
The man folded his arms, gesturing for him to continue.
“This time, I’ll deal with Baek Li-ui-gang as well.”
Cheon Gwi-jo covered his face with his hand, feeling the subtle sensation of touching a corpse’s skin.
He repeatedly extended his other hand flat, then curled it like a hook.
The scar beneath his human-faced mask that Baek Li-ui-gang had inflicted long ago had healed completely.
Yet it still throbbed from time to time. That pain reminded him of his defeat that day.
“As long as Baek Li-ui-gang is turning the underworld upside down, it’s only a matter of time before word reaches Namgung Wan’s ears. He figured it out just from a brief visit to the pharmacy.”
Cheon Gwi-jo nudged the face of the Baekho Dan Vice-Leader sprawled on the ground with his foot.
“So why not use this to our advantage?”
Cheon Gwi-jo’s eyes gleamed as they darted back and forth.
“If the White Tiger Unit and the Namgung Clan learn that Baek Li-ui-gang has arrived, they’ll rush to join him. We’ll let them do exactly that.”
“You’re allowing them to join forces?”
“Yes. I gave the poison to the spy at the inn. Once the Namgung Clan and the White Tiger Unit join forces with the Baek Li Family, they’ll let their guard down. That’s when I strike. When they’re most confident!”
Cheon Gwi-jo let out a sinister laugh, as if delighting in the mere thought of it.
“I don’t need to poison everyone. Just a few key people like Baek Li-ui-gang will suffice. Most of those being hunted are already wounded anyway.”
Cheon Gwi-jo continued, his tone growing increasingly fervent.
“I won’t have to waste effort searching for the Namgung Clan, and I won’t need to hide from the Baek Li Family! What do you think? I can eliminate both Baek Li-ui-gang and Namgung Wan in one stroke!”
Yet unlike the excited Cheon Gwi-jo, the response that came back was lukewarm.
“I see. I’ve heard your plan.”
Cheon Gwi-jo’s face suddenly twisted in frustration.
“What does that mean?”
“Clashing with the Baek Li Family was not part of our plan.”
“Wouldn’t it be beneficial for you to eliminate the Murim Alliance’s commander as well?”
“We have received no such order from the Sect Leader.”
“Hah.”
Cheon Gwi-jo drew in a breath as if utterly exasperated.
“No, wait—think about it carefully. If you eliminate those two in one opportunity, wouldn’t it benefit you as well? You were already planning to deal with Namgung Wan, and Baek Li-ui-gang is your sworn enemy anyway, isn’t he?”
“We have received no such order.”
Crash.
As Cheon Gwi-jo struck the table, the candle that had little length remaining extinguished with a sudden gust, plunging the room into darkness.
“Is that brilliant mind of yours just for decoration? Use your head, will you! If we eliminate them in one go, it’ll benefit you too!”
“We carry out only the orders we’ve been given. Whether to deal with Baek Li-ui-gang requires the Sect Leader’s judgment.”
“How would your Sect Leader, thousands of miles away, know the current situation? How could he have anticipated Baek Li-ui-gang coming here? Are you going to wait for orders forever? Think flexibly. If we handle it here in one stroke, you’ll earn merit as well—”
“The Sect Leader is the master of Heavenly Principle. He knows all things. If this were something we were meant to do, the Sect Leader would have commanded it from the beginning.”
“You mad fanatics…”
The silhouette in the darkness, who had spoken in the same monotone until now, continued with a tone of utter contempt, even clicking his tongue.
“You’re the one blinded by vengeance, and it shows. Exploiting our sect’s followers for such hollow delusions.”
“What? You used me in your plan too—why can’t I do the same?”
“A heretic who barely learned some crude demonic technique from some back alley should be grateful for the opportunity to set even one foot on our sect’s grand design, yet you dare push your own agenda. This is why one must distance themselves from those of no foundation.”
Bewilderment and rage flashed across Cheon Gwi-jo’s face.
The man continued speaking regardless.
“Our objective was the Murim Alliance and the So Family Head of the Namgung Clan. We’ve achieved our purpose. There’s no need to overextend.”
“…You’ve achieved your purpose?”
“…”
The man did not answer.
After a moment of silence, Cheon Gwi-jo spoke through gritted teeth.
“Killing them was never your true objective from the start, was it?”
The man in the shadows clicked his tongue and spoke.
“Now that it’s come to this, I’ll tell you. There’s no need to move against the Baek Li Family now. The current Murim Alliance Leader, Wi Ji-baek, is an incompetent fool incapable of managing this situation. He will never relinquish his position as Alliance Leader.”
“What does that have to do with the current situation…?”
“And to overcome the crisis, he’ll create a scapegoat to shift the blame.”
“A sacrifice?”
“That sacrifice would be Baek Li Pae-hyuk, the Baek Li Family Head, and Baek Li-ui-gang, the White Tiger Unit Leader, who initially agreed to attend the Maeng Meeting but withdrew their participation at the last moment.”
“Why are you bringing this up now? Surely you don’t mean…?”
“Yes. Our Sect will withdraw and pull back from this point.”
Cheon Gwi-jo muttered darkly.
“You’re leaving at a time like this?”
“That’s right.”
“Are you mocking me?”
The Shadowy Figure spoke with composure.
“Thank you for your efforts thus far.”
Cheon Gwi-jo gritted his teeth.
“When you were begging me to join, where was this attitude, you bastard…?”
It was the moment the man who had delivered this notice stepped out of the shadows and reached for the door handle to leave.
“Wait.”
“What is it?”
Cheon Gwi-jo spoke in a tone barely suppressing his rage.
“Then you take this one with you.”
Cheon Gwi-jo kicked the Vice-Leader with his foot. The man glanced at the Vice-Leader and spoke indifferently.
“I’ll handle it myself.”
“You do it. Who do you think you’re ordering around?”
The man, who had paused briefly, clicked his tongue and approached the Vice-Leader on the ground.
The Vice-Leader still hadn’t regained consciousness. It was the moment the man’s gaze fell upon the Vice-Leader.
“Gasp…!”
A hand pierced through the man’s body.
“Oh, so even a so-called executive managed to avoid instant death.”
Cheon Gwi-jo sneered.
“But that just means the pain will last longer.”
“…”
As the piercing hand withdrew, the sound of blood dripping echoed.
The man staggered and collapsed to the ground. He stared at Cheon Gwi-jo with disbelieving eyes.
“What? Did you think this wouldn’t happen?”
“…Our Sect will…wait…”
“Hah, just join. I doubt they’ll say anything about killing a worthless wretch like you. Isn’t that what you always say—the strong prey on the weak?”
“…”
Cheon Gwi-jo tapped the man’s cheek with his blood-soaked hand.
“I told you, didn’t I? I said I’d keep pestering you to join. It’s not like you’re my only connection. When rabble gather together, they always end up fighting over scraps like dogs.”
The man, barely breathing in ragged gasps, muttered with dimming eyes.
“The Demonic Path…will last ten thousand years…”
“Tsk, these fanatic bastards. That’s exactly why I didn’t want to join in the first place.”
Cheon Gwi-jo’s hand tightened around the man’s throat.
Crack.
The sound echoed through the thick darkness.

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