To Taiwan! (2)
Netizens were puzzled by China's sudden economic pressure, which seemed to lack any specific provocation.
No sooner had the articles about China's economic pressure poured out than other headlines began to compete for attention.
Comments flooded in as well.
Amidst China's economic pressure and the public's attention, Yooshin boarded a plane to Taiwan. It was a private jet specially prepared by Taiwan. In this spacious cabin, there was only himself, Team Leader Park Hae-soo, and a few agents from the Hunter Management Department.
'Life is full of surprises. I’m even riding a private jet now.'
This is why being a hunter is such a sweet deal. If you’re good at fighting without any special skills, you get treated like this automatically.
How long had they been flying? While Park Hae-soo, who had been engrossed in documents since boarding, went to the restroom, a beautiful stewardess approached. She smiled, revealing straight, pearly white teeth. Regardless of gender, it was the kind of smile that anyone would find charming.
“Would you like a drink?”
Was she not Taiwanese? Her Korean was very fluent. Her pronunciation and intonation were perfect. Well, that wasn't important.
“I’d appreciate it.”
It wouldn't be polite to refuse. Besides, if it's free, why not?
The stewardess poured orange juice, handed it to him, and left. Not long after he killed time drinking the orange juice she gave him, the plane landed. As soon as they stepped out of the airport, bodyguards in suits and sunglasses, along with police, were lined up. Along with a sign expressing deep gratitude for the help of Korea's Hunter Management Department. Several of them approached Yooshin.
Park Hae-soo whispered, “That is President Wu Chenghan of Taiwan.”
“Is that so?”
Yooshin’s gaze turned toward the man Park Hae-soo pointed out. He approached with an awkward expression and greeted him.
“It is an honor, Mr. Cheon.”
Huh? He thought he would speak in Taiwanese, but it was fluent Korean.
Wu Chenghan said, looking a bit embarrassed, “I quite like Korean dramas.”
Ah, I see.
“Well, anyway, nice to meet you.”
At Yooshin’s greeting, Wu Chenghan continued with a serious expression.
“I would like to express my gratitude once again for coming without taking Taiwan’s difficulties lightly.”
“It’s nothing to call a difficulty.”
Yooshin brushed it off nonchalantly. At that moment, a sudden noise came from behind. Japanese filled the airport lobby along with boisterous voices.
What is it?
Turning around, more than 30 people were entering the airport.
“Those are the Japanese hunters who will be joining the clearance this time.”
At Park Hae-soo’s tense words, Yooshin sneered. The Taiwanese President had made a mistake. I could do it alone.
Before long, the Japanese hunters stood in front of Yooshin.
“You really came? You should’ve just stayed in Korea and played celebrity, why come all the way here?”
The man at the very front, the A-class hunter Seiko, said bluntly, curling his lip. What is this bastard? Suddenly picking a fight? But why is everyone so good at Korean? This smells a bit staged.
“And who gave you permission to speak informally?” Yooshin asked, looking at him.
“I’m a foreigner, I didn’t learn honorifics.”
Seiko grinned, revealing silver teeth. Look at this bastard?
“Do you know who I am?”
“I know, Korea’s rising star. Or should I say Korea’s only celebrity now that Kang Minho has come to our side?”
At those words, the Japanese hunters chuckled as if something was funny. Yooshin’s expression began to harden at the clear mockery.
“If it’s that funny, why don’t you make me have some fun too? You monkeys?”
The surroundings went quiet in an instant at his words. A hair-trigger situation. It was when Yooshin was about to take a step forward. Wu Chenghan, with a rather troubled expression, stepped in and stopped them.
“Please calm down. You shouldn't do this here.”
He never expected this kind of atmosphere from the start. Wu Chenghan hadn't anticipated the Korea-Japan relationship at all. If he had known, he wouldn't have invited Korea and Japan at the same time. But what was done was done, and he had to handle it somehow. Because the gate clearance was the urgent priority.
Seiko said, his eyes flashing.
“Don’t mistake this for the end.”
“That’s what I wanted to say. Monkey.”
“Eeeek!”
As Seiko tried to jump forward, the Japanese hunters stopped him.
“See you inside the gate. Brat.”
Seiko glared at Yooshin with eyes full of rage.
“Idiot, people who are scared always say things like that.”
“Bakayaro!”
“Yeah, you idiot.”
No matter how I think about it, Japan is distasteful. Picking a fight out of nowhere.
Park Hae-soo grabbed Yooshin’s arm and whispered.
“Let’s go. Like those monkey bastards said, we can just show them inside the gate. Mr. Yooshin.”
Right. I can just show them inside the gate. And any unfortunate accidents that happen inside the gate, well.
After a brief happening, top-of-the-line limousines carried the Korean and Japanese hunters straight to the C-class gate. Countless people were in front of the gate.
“Cameras everywhere.”
As Yooshin said, they were reporters. The first C-class gate to appear in Taiwan. Although it was scheduled to be cleared with the help of other countries, it was a historic moment.
“Korean hunters!”
“Japanese hunters are here too!”
As soon as they got off, a flurry of flashes poured down. Oh my. That’s a real eye-blinding attack. At the same time, reporters rushed in with microphones.
Japanese hunters, among them Seiko, is an A-class hunter. Naturally, they shoved microphones at him first.
“Mr. Seiko! Isn't it true that Japan and Korea have historically had a bad relationship? What do you think about this cooperation with Korean hunters?”
Then Seiko gave an arrogant smile and looked at Yooshin.
“In this clearance, the Korean hunters’ job is just to stand there. This is Taiwan, not Korea, so making a hero is impossible.”
At Seiko’s answer, the reporter shoved the microphone as if they had caught a scoop.
“What does that mean? Are you saying Korea manipulated things to make Hunter Cheon a hero?”
“Hehehe, isn't that something we should check once we go in?”
After finishing his short answer, Seiko ignored the reporters and walked on. The reporters’ gazes focused on Cheon Yooshin. They shoved microphones at him, expecting a rebuttal or an enraged reaction.
“Mr. Cheon Yooshin, what do you think about Mr. Seiko’s words just now?”
Cheon Yooshin’s eyes turned cold for a moment. What should I say? But no suitable words came to mind.
“I will grab those Japanese kids by the collar and carry them. Should I say I have to give them a bus ride, as they say these days?”
The reporters’ faces brightened. Perhaps because they thought it was a scoop. They threw more questions, but Cheon Yooshin had already turned away. In addition to the Japanese hunters, Taiwanese hunters were also waiting in front of the gate. Are they going in too? Team Leader Park Hae-soo explained it when he came, but I don’t remember.
At that moment, Wu Chenghan, who had finished the reporters’ interviews, approached.
“You might have heard, but a few people from our Taiwanese Hunter Management Department are also scheduled to enter. Ah! Don’t worry. It’s their first time entering a C-class gate, so they are entering to learn.”
Then Seiko said arrogantly to them.
“Taiwanese hunters will have to survive on their own. We won’t have the luxury of saving others inside a C-class gate.”
Wu Chenghan nodded.
“Our hunters are also strong…”
Seiko cut him off mid-sentence.
“If you were strong, you wouldn’t have asked for help.”
The Japanese hunters behind him laughed loudly. Then the faces of the Taiwanese hunters behind Wu Chenghan hardened. Yooshin clicked his tongue at the sight. Even so, you shouldn't do that. You shouldn't. In front of someone else’s turf—ah! Is this a Japanese word? Even a dog eats well in its own front yard. These guys, they still don't know the ways of the world?
At that moment, Yooshin saw the Japanese hunters taking out equipment similar to cameras.
'What is that? Are they taking a group commemorative photo?'
Park Hae-soo explained.
“It looks like a camera developed in Japan this time. They say it can record even inside the gate?”
“Why are they taking that? Are they filming a movie?”
“It’s for promotional purposes. And they say they intend to sell the internal clearance footage. Actually, it will be a video more realistic than a movie. Broadcasters are lining up to get their hands on it. It’s not just for fun; if they study what comes out inside the C-class gate and what the terrain is like, the survival rate increases. So if a C-class gate is cleared, guilds will line up to enter.”
Now that I hear it, that’s true. An uncleared gate is a gate, but a cleared gate is also a gate. What if they have a video of the clearance method? A cleared C-class gate would be sufficiently clearable even by other guilds without ability.
They’re geniuses. It’s obvious that that camera will be an opportunity for hunters to become even stronger. Seiko headed somewhere. The place he arrived at, passing Yooshin, was where the Taiwanese hunters were. And the Japanese who followed Seiko handed the cameras to them.
“You were just going to watch anyway, right? Then you should earn your keep. While we clear the C-class gate, you guys film our clearance video.”
Humiliation lingered on the faces of the Taiwanese hunters who received the cameras. But President Wu Chenghan shook his head at them. Endure it. For Taiwan. The sorrow of the weak. Because that meaning was conveyed to the Taiwanese hunters, they had to bow their heads and endure it.
In the meantime, the Japanese hunters who had finished their preparations began to enter the gate one by one.
“Then I’ll go in and come out too.”
“Have a safe trip!”
“Why be safe? Just get some rest.”
Along with Cheon Yooshin, the Taiwanese hunters also entered the gate.