Chapter 744: Pursuit Order for the Depraved Jang Sam
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 744: Pursuit Order for the Depraved Jang Sam
"So your brain hasn't completely rotted yet."
Sword Man looked at Yoon Je-gyeom with a thick smirk, as if impressed that he had managed to find the right answer.
"Are you truly saying the collaborator's identity is the Sword God?"
Yoon Je-gyeom continued, his expression heavy. "If not him, then who else could stand against Lee Jae-won?"
Even though Lee Jae-won had lost an arm, he was once the World's Greatest Martial Artist. Unless one possessed extraordinary skill, the outcome of a fight against him could never be guaranteed.
Yet, Joo So-yang had estimated their chances of victory at over eighty percent. What did that imply? It meant that barring a natural disaster, his suppression was a certainty.
There was only one person in the Murim with that kind of power. The World's Greatest Martial Artist who had severed Lee Jae-won’s arm in the first place.
The Sword God, Jang Sun-woo.
"…That is true."
Hearing Sword Man’s words, Yoon Je-gyeom nodded in agreement. He realized the identification was likely correct.
"In any case, what do you intend to do?" Yoon Je-gyeom asked, his face filled with doubt. He wondered how they would respond to this development.
"What else? We scrap the plan."
Sword Man spoke as if it were of no consequence. Jang Sun-woo’s intervention was a variable far too massive to ignore. He was a force so great that even Sword Man himself couldn't guarantee a victory against him. Therefore, the only option was to abort the current plan. They wouldn't be able to handle such a variable.
"This is a problem… The uprising is not far off…."
Yoon Je-gyeom looked anxious. He feared he might not be able to complete his long-awaited revenge.
"Well, it’s not exactly a disaster. In fact, you could call it a stroke of luck," Sword Man said nonchalantly.
The situation had actually improved compared to the original plan, as two unexpected ultra-high-level masters had now intervened.
"Luck? How so?"
"We only need to dip our toes into the plan Joo So-yang and Jang Sun-woo have crafted. How can that be anything but luck?" Sword Man continued, a smile playing on his lips.
"Dip our toes?" Yoon Je-gyeom asked back, puzzled.
"Yes. We’ll just keep a foot in the door and watch. We’ll witness Lee Jae-won’s total downfall. Then, when the opportunity arises, we’ll snatch him away."
Sword Man let out a light chuckle as he spoke.
"Do you really think that’s possible?" Yoon Je-gyeom remained skeptical.
Between the current World's Greatest Martial Artist, the former one, and now Joo So-yang, who had reached the Half-Immortal Stage—there were too many powerhouses to worry about. How could they possibly snatch Lee Jae-won away so easily?
"Isn't that why you, a renowned figure of the Orthodox Faction, joined hands with the foul Demonic Cult? To achieve the impossible?"
Sword Man’s eyes sparkled with a playful glint.
"............"
Yoon Je-gyeom fell silent. It was the truth. He had joined hands with the Demonic Cult for one reason: to achieve the impossible task of taking revenge against the World's Greatest Martial Artist.
"Tell me… the plan…."
Finally, Yoon Je-gyeom looked at Sword Man and spoke.
"It’s not difficult."
Sword Man wore a soft smile. Then, he began to slowly lay out the entire plan to intercept the Cheonmu Alliance Leader, Lee Jae-won. Yoon Je-gyeom listened intently, his eyes shimmering with a thirst for vengeance.
*
Stroke, stroke, stroke.
He moved his hand rapidly up and down his turgid shaft, imagining himself ruthlessly plunging into a virgin’s secret depths.
"Haah… haah… haah… that bitch… fuck… that goddamn… bitch!"
He spat out curses that bubbled up from deep within his heart. After stroking himself for a while…
"Uuuugh… hngh… fuck… fuuuuuck…."
He began to feel the sensation of something about to burst near his prostate.
Just a little more…! Just a little more!
The moment he felt it, he knew. Ejaculation was close.
Stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke, stroke!
The speed of his hand increased even further.
Almost there!
An ecstatic smile began to form on his lips.
Step, step.
Twitch.
Suddenly, his sensitive martial senses picked someone up. Someone was walking toward his office.
Please… just go away… please… just keep going!
He pleaded inwardly. He begged for them to turn back. But it was futile. The person had already stopped right in front of his office door.
Knock, knock.
They knocked on the door with utmost politeness.
Goddammit, seriously.
His face contorted in a fierce scowl. He was consumed by an immense wave of irritation at having his rare "happy time" interrupted.
"Who is it?"
Lee Jae-won spoke, suppressing his boiling annoyance.
"It is I, Alliance Leader."
A familiar voice drifted through the door.
That bastard again!
Lee Jae-won’s scowl deepened. He felt a surge of rage toward the man who seemed to interfere every single time he tried to jerk off.
"What is it? If it isn't urgent, come back later."
Lee Jae-won tried to send him away with a calm voice. He needed to finish what he started.
"It is urgent, Alliance Leader."
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Lee Jae-won cursed endlessly under his breath. He found it incredibly grating that this man barged into his office every time claiming it was "urgent."
"Come in."
Reluctantly, Lee Jae-won allowed him entry. He wanted to tell him to piss off, but his status as the respected Alliance Leader placed constraints on his behavior.
Creeeeeak.
The door opened, and a man dressed in the robes of a scholar appeared. It was the Chief Strategist, Zhuge Chan.
"I greet the Alliance Leader."
Entering the room, Zhuge Chan offered a polite bow.
"What is the matter?"
Lee Jae-won ignored the greeting and cut straight to the point. He wanted to get rid of Zhuge Chan as quickly as possible so he could resume his business before his momentum completely died.
"The Law Enforcement Hall Master has obtained the incident report."
Zhuge Chan pulled a small booklet from his robes.
"The report!?"
Upon hearing those words, Lee Jae-won reached out toward Zhuge Chan—a silent command to hand it over.
Step, step.
Seeing this, Zhuge Chan walked toward Lee Jae-won and placed the booklet in his hand.
Grab.
Lee Jae-won snatched the booklet immediately and began reading it with frantic eyes. After some time…
Grin.
A thick smile spread across Lee Jae-won’s face.
You did exactly as I said, Paeng Ga-ryeon!
He realized that Paeng Ga-ryeon had written the incident report exactly the way he wanted.
"Strategist."
Lee Jae-won quickly turned his head to look at Zhuge Chan.
"Please, speak."
Zhuge Chan responded with a polite tone.
"Assemble the leadership immediately."
"You mean right now?" Zhuge Chan asked, looking bewildered.
It was nearly evening. To call for a sudden assembly at this hour was highly discourteous.
"If not now, then when!?"
Lee Jae-won’s voice rose in sudden anger.
"But the hour is—"
"This is a matter of extreme urgency!"
"…I shall do as you command."
Zhuge Chan replied with a reluctant expression. He realized there was no swaying the leader’s stubbornness. He bowed politely and left the room to carry out the order.
Watching his retreating back, Lee Jae-won let out a deep smirk. He felt as though everything was proceeding exactly according to plan.
*
The Conference Room
The heads of each hall sat in silence, as if waiting for someone. After a while…
Creeeeeak.
The door opened, and a man appeared. A middle-aged man with one empty sleeve. It was the Cheonmu Alliance Leader, Lee Jae-won.
"Hahaha… I see you are all gathered."
Entering the conference room, Lee Jae-won let out a satisfied laugh. He was quite pleased with the leadership’s promptness in responding to his summons.
""We greet the Alliance Leader!""
""We greet the Alliance Leader!""
The hall masters rose in unison and performed a fist-and-palm salute. It was the proper etiquette for the ruler of the Cheonmu Alliance.
"Sit, everyone. I didn't call this meeting just to receive formalities."
Lee Jae-won spoke with a broad smile. As someone who loved being treated with deference, their excessive politeness was very gratifying.
Thud.
As soon as Lee Jae-won finished speaking, the hall masters sat back down. They stared at him silently, their eyes filled with questions. They wondered what his true intention was for calling them so suddenly in the middle of the night.
"First, I apologize for requesting a sudden assembly so late in the evening."
Perhaps sensing their gaze, Lee Jae-won lowered his head slightly in apology. He expressed regret for the abrupt summons.
What’s gotten into this guy?
He’s not the type to do that.
The hall masters began to look bewildered. This was a complete departure from Lee Jae-won’s usual attitude. Normally, no matter how rude he was, he rarely apologized. He would simply act as if nothing had happened. For him to apologize now was naturally confusing. Furthermore, it made them suspect he was up to something.
"However, the matter is so urgent that I had no choice but to request this assembly. I ask for your understanding."
Lee Jae-won continued in a steady tone.
"You must all be curious as to why this sudden summons was issued. I shall explain the reason."
He looked around at the gathered crowd.
"You have all likely heard of the horrific incident that occurred recently."
Lee Jae-won’s expression turned somber.
"Are you… perhaps referring to the case of the woman’s corpse found abandoned in the red-light district?"
Heo Sam-gwan, the Master of Palbok Hall, who had been silent until then, spoke up with a calm face.
"Correct."
Lee Jae-won nodded. "The reason I have called you all here is because of that case."
His cold eyes glinted.
"You all remember the heated debate we had when the incident first occurred—whether it was the work of the same culprit or a copycat."
When the incident first broke, the leadership had engaged in a fierce discussion. Opinions were split between those who believed the serial rape and murder was the work of the original culprit, Jang Sam, and those who believed it was a copycat.
"Do you remember the conclusion we reached that day?"
"…Did we not agree to leave the judgment to the Law Enforcement Hall Master?" Heo Sam-gwan replied calmly.
At the time, with both sides deadlocked, Lee Jae-won had made the final call: they would follow the opinion of the Law Enforcement Hall Master after she performed the autopsy. He argued that as someone who had handled more cases than anyone, her judgment would be the most accurate.
"The results came in today."
Lee Jae-won spoke with a dry expression. He then pulled a booklet from his robes.
Thud.
"Read it."
He tossed it onto the center of the large conference table. It happened to land right in front of Heo Sam-gwan, who reached out and picked it up.
Grab.
Heo Sam-gwan began to read the booklet containing the Law Enforcement Hall Master’s findings. As time passed, his expression grew grim.
"Is this truly… the Law Enforcement Hall Master’s conclusion?" he asked, looking back at the Alliance Leader.
"It is the truth."
Lee Jae-won nodded.
"The Law Enforcement Hall Master has judged this incident to be the work of the same culprit! The estimated time of death! The hideous torture marks all over the body! Even the genitals, mutilated beyond recognition! She has concluded that it is identical to the previous crimes."
Lee Jae-won’s voice began to rise as he addressed the room.
"I am talking about the depraved Jang Sam."
His cold eyes flashed.
"How could this be…?"
"Unbelievable… that demon has struck again…."
The leaders began to let out sighs of lamentation.
"I have no intention of letting this matter slide. We cannot allow such an atrocious, depraved criminal to roam free."
"What do you intend to do?" Heo Sam-gwan asked skeptically, his tone suggesting he doubted there was any real solution.
"I will make this matter public and declare a Pursuit Order," Lee Jae-won said, scanning the room with a frigid gaze.
"A Pursuit Order for the depraved Jang Sam!"