Chapter 62: You Dont Know Anything (1) (1/2)

Chapter 62: You Don’t Know Anything (1)

Translator: hwarang

Editor: Klaurem

I made my move right after I verified that the Three Rogues had entered a Gieseng House. Since Jo Byuk gave them some money, they would be staying in there for a while.

(TL Note: Gieseng House is the entertainment house in Ancient Korea.)

This was an important time for me to think of a way get rid of them. There was something I needed in order to eliminate the Jo Byuk and his group of mercenaries.

It was a scapegoat.

Who could I use as a scapegoat here?

I didn’t need to worry too much about the Three Rogues since they were Mercenaries and n.o.body except Jo Byuk would feel remorse over their deaths.

However the problem lay with Jo Byuk, because if he died then Sa Ma Chun would start investigating on who killed him. This was where I needed a scapegoat, and villain at that since Sa Ma Chun could take revenge. Although I knew it wasn’t in Sa Ma Chun’s character to take revenge or shed a tear at Jo Byuk’s death, this was just a safety measure.

So I asked the Heavenly Net Guild’s to investigate deeper into Jo Byuk and everything that was related to him.

He gave the Three Rogues hundreds of  nyang without a care even though he wouldn’t be getting the money from Sa Ma Chun since this mission was cancelled.

Which made me wonder where he got this money from.

Did he save them from his previous life? Of course not.

Since I asked the Heavenly Net Guild to expedite the investigation, the price of was three times the original. I gave back over half the money I received from when I sold the fake piece of information. This was how the flow of money and information circulated.

I wasn’t worried or regretful of spending this much money since it originally didn’t belong to me and I could send all of them to h.e.l.l.

Of course, throughout this process I had worn different face-alteration mask each time. Aside from when I went to the Wind Tavern, or back into my inn to sleep, I always wore a face-alteration mask.

Coming out of the Heavenly Net Guild I realized the importance of having my own information network. I couldn’t always buy information like this. Since the big three information merchants were pretty big and famous they wouldn’t try to deceive their clients, but anything can happen in this world.

If I wanted to raise the strength of my Clan, having a strong information network was fundamental. Since I watched Kal Sa Ryang operate the True Heart Sect for the longest time I knew how difficult it was to maintain and operate one.

First, you needed spies and infiltrators who would gather information. Then you must have some managers who will oversee their work and give them missions, this was the role of the True Heart Sect. Since the Alliance recruited spies from within the Alliance itself it didn’t need much; however, we were different, since we don’t have such backing. We needed people who could rescue the spies when they were in a bind.

Raising spies was harder than raising martial artists; since they dealt with cla.s.sified information they must be totally loyal to you. As I was going to have spies everywhere in Central Plain I needed a decent sum of money. This was truly a challenging problem.

***

“You are late today,” Baek Pyo greeted with a smile.

“There were some things that I had to take care of, so I was pretty busy.”

“It’s good to be busy.”

“Is it really? I like to relax. I just don’t want to  do anything.”

“Ha Ha Ha. It just shows you that you are still young.”

I laughed with Baek Pyo, “So I sent a message back home to send someone. It’s pretty boring by myself.”

The person I asked to send was Kw.a.n.g Du.

Before coming here I sent Jung Yeo a message through one of the Yang Clan’s courier who was stationed here.

Before coming here, I had ordered Jung Yeo to create a carrier in Mu Han since this was where the Murim Headquarters were located and since I would be coming here more frequently.

The carrier was operated by a trained martial artist of the Yang Clan and I sent a coded message to Jung Yeo.

There were two things that I requested: One was to send two trained spies here and the other was to send Kong Su Chan and Kw.a.n.g Du here secretly.

After eliminating those four I didn’t know how the situation was going to unfold, so I decided to stay here for a bit longer, and see things through the end. Also, I wanted to see Kw.a.n.g Du and needed him for something I sent for him.

As for Kong Su Chan, I had something in mind for him. I planned on creating a store here in Mu Han. Since I didn’t want it to be related to the Byuk Clan I was going to make an independent merchant, so that we could earn money while creating a base here.

If it was another place it may not have been worth it; however, this place was Mu Han, the center of Murim Alliance, so it is definitely worth the investment.

Baek Pyo said jokingly, “More the merrier so that I could make more money and get rich faster.”

“Yes, we would be merrier.”

“Ha ha ha”

I was joking around with Baek Pyo.

Baek Pyo-ya, no matter what hards.h.i.+p you may face, just laugh like this and all thing will come to pa.s.s.

***

At the same time, Ma Chul Goon entered the Mengju Pavillion.

He was Ma Bong Gi’s fifth son, but he was currently the acting head of the Heavenly Dao Gate. He was tall, handsome, and charismatic, making him not look someone in his forties. He was the perfect example of a descendant of the top clans.

Sitting on the Mengju’s Chair, Ma Bong Gi watched Ma Chul Goon approach him.

Ma Chul Goon stopped about ten paces away from the Mengju’s Chair. Even though it had been quite some time since they last met, this was a fairly large distance considering that they were father and son.

“Have you been sir?”

“Have you come?”

“You seem better than ever sir.”

“You seem well as well.”

“How does it feel being at the peak sir?”

“It’s more of a headache.”

Even though the conversation sounded natural, it felt really business like.

“I took care of Jun Soo’s funeral.”

This was the reason why Ma Chul Goon visited Ma Bong Gi. Although he was only his half-brother, they were still of the same blood.

“Good.”

“I told the others but … no one else came.”

Ma Bong Gi just nodded.

“I heard that Jung Soo’s death was related to the Dark Guild. Don’t you think it is necessary to send someone? What if they do this sort of thing again?”

“I have already sent someone.”

“Who did you send?”

Ma Bong Gi changed the subject

“You must be tired from your trip. Go and rest”

“Then I will excuse myself.”