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| Chapter 311 |
He was in a separate building where Pyowol was staying.
Taemusang spent the whole night trying to erase any traces.
He disposed of the bodies of the ghost ship's crew members into the sea and buried his siblings' bodies in a safe place. He also ordered the children he was protecting to stay hidden for a while.
He spent all the money he had to buy food for the children to eat while they were in hiding, and divided it up among them.
After finishing all the work, Taemusang finally went to the separate building where Pyowol was staying.
The building was surrounded by high walls, so they didn't have to worry about being seen from outside.
Exhausted, Taemusang slept for almost half a day, as if he had passed out.
He was usually sensitive and stayed up all night with insomnia, but he was extremely tired after experiencing such a big event.
The first thing Taemusang saw when he opened his eyes was Pyowol doing a bowing exercise while practicing martial arts.
The sight of Pyowol practicing martial arts with half-closed eyes seemed mysterious to Taemusang.
"If I could become like that too..." he thought.
Pyowol proposed a deal to him.
The content of the deal was simple.
Taemusang would obey his commands while Pyowol was here.
In return, Pyowol would help him seek revenge.
As Taemusang, he had no reason to refuse.
That was why Taemusang was here.
Then, someone opened the door of the separate building and came in.
It was Geomyeong, who worked here.
"Are you okay, hyung?"
Geomyeong asked with concern.
"I'm okay now that I've had a good sleep. And you?"
"I'm okay too."
Geomyeong answered awkwardly.
There was no way he could be okay.
Geumyeon had suffered a serious injury from the Ghost Fleet's warrior. The wound had not healed even after just one night.
It was only thanks to Pyowol's emergency treatment that Geumyeon was still alive. If not for that, he would no longer be of this world.
Despite the severity of his injury, Geumyeon still had to work. If he did not, others might think something strange was going on. Working at the inn was not an easy task, even with other helpers. Moreover, Geumyeon's inn was a place where many guests came to visit.
Many people knew how hardworking he was, having worked without a single day off. If Geumyeon suddenly stopped working, people would undoubtedly find it strange.
That was why Geumyeon endured the pain and continued to work at the inn. It was only now that he had some free time to visit Taemusang.
Without saying a word, Taemusang lifted up Geumyeon's clothes and examined his waist area.
It was where he had suffered a serious injury from the Ghost Fleet's warrior. The cloth covering the wound was now stained with red. Working at the inn had caused the wound to reopen.
"You foolish man!"
"I'm fine."
"What's fine about it? You foolish idiot!"
Taemuksang grumbled as he cleaned the cloth that was used to wrap the wound on Geomyeong's body.
Even the simple task of changing the cloth caused him extreme pain due to the deep wound, but Geomyeong endured the pain without screaming.
At that moment, when they were taking a break in Busan, Pyowol finished his meditation and stood up.
"Um!"
Both Taemuksang and Geomyeong murmured in admiration as they looked at Pyowol with a look of reverence.
Especially Taemuksang felt not only admiration, but also a sense of awe towards Pyowol. And he felt a great sense of shame for having picked a fight with someone like Pyowol without realizing who he was.
If he had known that Pyowol was someone like this, he would never have picked a fight with him.
Taemuksang bowed his head to Pyowol.
"Thank you for your help."
"What about the others?"
"Everyone has hidden."
"Are you sure?"
"At least one person is an expert at hiding. If they've decided to hide, no one will be able to find our children."
Upon Taemu's words, Geomyeong added further explanation.
"We told them not to gather in one place, but to hide separately. The Haemun area is full of places to hide. Outsiders will never be able to find where our children are hiding."
With their confident words, Pyowol nodded in agreement. However, he did not believe the words of the two children.
I wasn't suspicious of them.
It's just that the children didn't have enough knowledge about the trackers.
They were unaware of how persistent a professional hunter can be, and how far they can track someone.
If someone skilled in tracking were to investigate, they would surely find the traces the children left behind.
Fortunately, it's a relief that all the children who Tae Mu-sang is leading have scattered and gone into hiding." Pyo-wol said to Tae Mu-sang,
"Let's go!"
"Yes? Where to?"
Towards the place where they got off the boat."
"Why there?"
Tae Mu-sang had a puzzled expression, not understanding.
Pyo Wol didn't bother to explain.
He wasn't the kind of person to explain everything to a child.
Pyo Wol came out of the annex and headed straight to the port.
Tae Mu-sang followed behind Pyo Wol like that.
I was afraid that there might be another pursuer, but then I realized that I couldn't have seen my face accurately in that darkness. So, it seemed like I could walk around openly without any hesitation."
The two arrived at a remote location outside the harbor where small fishing boats had arrived yesterday.
"This is the place. This is where they got off," Tae Mu-sang pointed to the exact spot where the boats had docked.
The boats that had arrived last night were gone without a trace. They seemed to have been hidden somewhere else.
Pyo Wol looked around.
Only about a hundred small fishing boats were docked here, but if we count the ones currently out for fishing, there will be hundreds of boats using this place. It was practically impossible to find the boat that the ghost crew members came on."
In a situation like this, most people would have given up on the pursuit. But Pyo Wol was different.
Pyo Wol asked Tae Mu-sang, "Where were you hiding?"
"Over there, in that high place," Tae Mu-sang pointed to where he had been with his finger.
Pyo Wol estimated the distance between where Tae Mu-sang was hiding and where the boat had docked.
"At least fifty yards, and it was pitch black at night."
From where Tae Mu-sang was hiding, this place was clearly visible, but it was hard to see where Tae Mu-sang was from here. However, recognizing his presence meant that the bald man's martial arts and senses were beyond imagination.
There were countless footprints on the ground.
Even after the ghost crew members had landed, many people had passed through here. It was impossible for Pyo Wol, no matter how skilled he was, to find only the footprints of the ghost crew members.
He had to change his approach.
"You said there were twenty people who got off the boat, right?"
That's correct. It appeared to be around that much."
Even in the dark of night, such a large group of people moving at once would have been noticeable to anyone's eyes.
They were so persistent in their pursuit, willing to risk their lives, simply because they had witnessed the Taemu-sang disembarking from the ship.
The fact that they had entered the Haemun meant that it was a secret that should never be revealed.
"The Ghost Fleet...."
It was a name they had never heard before.
Now, Pyowol was no longer a rookie in the gang world.
Most gangs were already in his head, but he had never heard of the Ghost Fleet.
It smelled suspicious.
Pyowol's involvement in this matter was not simply due to curiosity or a casual relationship with Taemu-sang.
It was because the Ghost Fleet reminded him of Lee yul.
Lee yul naturally mingled with the Secret Society and dominated everything. His previous actions were never revealed.
It was as if he had fallen from the sky out of nowhere.
Pyowol smelled Lee Yul's scent from the Ghost Fleet. They also appeared out of nowhere like Lee Yul.
There was only one common point.
There was no other evidence, but Pyowol had a feeling that they might be related.
That was the reason why Pyowol got involved in this matter.
Pyowol's sharp eyes scanned the surroundings.
The objective is to find a path where a group of twenty people can move without attracting attention from others.
"There!," exclaimed Pyowol, as he finally discovered a viable route.
It was a narrow alleyway with a high fence, and because of the wall, people inside their homes wouldn't be able to notice those passing by.
Pyowol casually entered the alleyway, and Taemusang followed behind him, completely unaware of what was going on.
The alleyway quickly ended, and a new landscape appeared. This time there was no fence to shield them from view. Windows were open everywhere, and people were outside enjoying the breeze with their faces exposed.
If about twenty people had passed through here, someone would have certainly noticed.
Pyowol climbed onto the roof of a nearby mansion.
There was no other place to move without being seen by people here except the roof.
He avoided the shabby and poorly constructed parts of the roof, as they could collapse if he stepped on them incorrectly.
As he continued to narrow down his choices, only one path remained.
It was the residential area west of Haemun.
Pyowol asked Taemusang, "Who mainly lives there?"
"Oh, it's a neighborhood where many people working in the port live. People slightly higher up than laborers."
"Middle managers?"
"That's right. Those bastards! They don't know how to treat laborers or orphans like us. That's why we never go near them."
"Is that so?"
These guys are really unlucky."
From Taemu's eyes, which were fixed on the residential area, sparks seemed to fly. Based on his reaction, he probably suffered a big setback or got beaten up there before.
"If it's there, we can move around without being noticed by anyone in Haemun."
Although the people living in the residential area may not know it, to Pyowol's eyes, it looked like a crucial point in Surveillance.
If he ever did something in Haemun, he would definitely use that place as a base.
Pyowol took a step towards the residential area.
Even though it was broad daylight, the residential area was quiet.
Taemu explained why.
"I go out to the harbor for work a lot."
It was difficult to sustain a living alone as a man in this area. That's why men working at the harbor had their wives do the housework too. It was an easy job where you could earn a lot of money with less effort.
That's why there were hardly any people at home during this time.
Pyowol thought it was better that way.
Pyowol walked around with his senses on high alert, thinking that he would be able to detect any sign of movement.
However, even though he had searched through the entire residential area, he didn't sense anything unusual.
"Perhaps they have stopped all activity and are resting, or they are underground where I cannot detect any signs."
Pyowol looked back at the residential area once again.
It was quite a large area, and it would require a significant effort to search it thoroughly.
Then, he noticed unfamiliar people emerging from the other end of an alleyway.
They appeared to be residents of the residential area.
They did not seem pleased to see him.
"Let's go back today."
"Okay, got it."
Taemu recognized right away why Pyowol said such words.
When rumors spread that a stranger was wandering around, the ghostly crew's unmanned ships would hide even deeper.
Taemu followed Pyowol into a nearby alley.
Squeak!
Right after they disappeared, someone opened the door of the mansion.
An old man with white hair.
It was none other than Jin Yugun.
Jin Yugun looked around with a puzzled expression.
People who looked like locals were passing by the mansion where he was.
Without giving them a second glance, Jin Yugun muttered.
"I felt someone's presence, didn't I?"
The sharp pain that felt like being poked by a needle in the temple was definitely not a figment of his imagination.
Jin Yugun climbed onto the roof of the mansion and looked around. But there was no one else to be seen except for the locals.
"Was it just my imagination?"
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