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Park Bucheng suddenly stood up, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, his body tensing like a bowstring pulled tight. Damn it, at this critical moment, who had the audacity to knock on his door? The knocking outside continued relentlessly, rapid and frantic, like a death knell that stirred his agitation.
"Come in!" He struggled to suppress his anger, his voice calm and deep, yet carrying a hint of barely perceptible hoarseness.
The door creaked open, and Kim Jeong-soo rushed in, drenched in sweat, his face as grave as the sky before a storm. Sweat trickled down his forehead, pooling into beads that fell with a soft "plop" onto the floor. "Brother Cheng, something big has happened! I just received news that a representative from the Li Family Consortium wants to see you!" he gasped, urgency and anxiety lacing his tone.
Park Bucheng narrowed his eyes, his sharp gaze slicing through Kim Jeong-soo like a knife. His fingers lightly tapped the table, producing a rhythmic "tap-tap-tap," as if he were contemplating something. "When?" His voice was low and powerful, as if it had emerged from the depths of his chest.
"Tonight, in half an hour!" Kim Jeong-soo wiped the sweat from his brow, his palms slick with perspiration, breathing becoming increasingly rapid with tension. "And… they’re not coming alone." He swallowed hard, struggling to articulate the weight of unspoken concerns.
A chill ran through Park Bucheng's heart as an ominous premonition surged within him. He abruptly stood up and strode to the window, yanking the curtains aside. The night enveloped Seoul in a dazzling glow, lights twinkling like precious gems scattered across black velvet. Yet all he could see was deep-seated worry. Having just dealt with the traitor Choi Min-ho—damn it, he hadn’t even caught his breath before another major problem arose. The Li Family Consortium—a dragon entrenched in the economic lifeblood of Taiji Nation—was finally stepping into the fray? This was clearly a setup to ruin him!
"Who is accompanying them?" he asked in a low voice that trembled slightly.
"People from the West District, sent by Li Zhenghao," Kim Jeong-soo replied quietly, as if fearing eavesdroppers. "I suspect these two sides are colluding; this is clearly a weasel wishing the chicken well—there’s no good intention here!"
Park Bucheng scoffed inwardly at the "old fox." He had long suspected that Li Zhenghao wouldn’t let things rest easily; he just hadn’t anticipated an alliance with the Li Family Consortium. It seemed this struggle was more complex than he had imagined. Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down. "Notify the core members of our group; gather in the conference room in ten minutes." His voice carried an undeniable authority.
Ten minutes later, the atmosphere in the conference room was tense, as if the air itself had solidified. Park Bucheng sat at the head of the table, his piercing gaze sweeping over each person present. These were his most trusted confidants—battle-tested through countless life-and-death situations; they were his right and left arms. Amidst swirling smoke, every face reflected worry and unease.
"Gentlemen," Park Bucheng began, his voice low and powerful like a sharp blade cutting through the heavy atmosphere. "Tonight, we will face two formidable foes: the Li Family Consortium and those from the West District. Their choice to visit simultaneously is clearly no coincidence." He paused, scanning their faces for reactions.
The group exchanged glances filled with concern. The power of the Li Family Consortium was vast and deeply rooted; coupled with the notorious ruthlessness of the West District, their alliance posed an enormous challenge for them all.
Park Bucheng continued, "I have reason to believe that they want to take this opportunity to create chaos within our ranks and then swoop in to swallow us whole." He paused, his tone suddenly sharp, like a sword drawn from its sheath, glinting with menace. "But..." His voice rose an octave, filled with confidence and authority, "They've miscalculated! I am not someone to be trifled with!"
At that moment, a steady and powerful sound of footsteps broke the tense atmosphere in the conference room. A middle-aged man in an elegant suit strode in confidently, followed by two bodyguards dressed in black suits and sunglasses, standing like sentinels behind him. The man wore an arrogant expression, his sharp gaze sweeping across every corner of the room before finally resting on Park Bucheng, a hint of disdain curling at the corners of his mouth.
"Minister Park, I've long admired your reputation," the man said with a feigned smile, his tone dripping with condescension. "I am Lee Jae-hoon, a special representative of the Li Family Consortium."
Park Bucheng observed him impassively. Lee Jae-hoon exuded a strong aura; every gesture revealed the arrogance and superiority typical of the elite class. He wore a well-tailored suit, his hair meticulously styled, and a luxurious watch adorned his wrist, radiating an unmistakable scent of wealth.
"Representative Li, please take a seat," Park Bucheng gestured for him to sit down, his tone calm and polite, unaffected by the other's arrogance. "I wonder what brings you here at this late hour?"
Lee Jae-hoon sat down, elegantly adjusting his suit and crossing his legs in a posture of superiority. "Minister Park has been doing quite well lately, managing the gang's internal affairs with great order." He paused for effect before suddenly shifting his tone to one that was sharp as a thorn, piercing directly at Park Bucheng's heart. "However..." he sneered, his eyes filled with a threatening glint, "some matters should be approached with caution."
Park Bucheng narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking to himself, "Here it comes." He had indeed been investigating some suspicious financial transactions recently and hadn't expected to stir up the Chaebol so quickly. It seemed this lead was more significant than he had anticipated.
Just then, the conference room door swung open again. Several burly men in floral shirts entered, led by Park Sung-il, a trusted aide of Li Zhenghao. He grinned widely, revealing a mouthful of gold teeth, resembling a hungry wolf eyeing its prey greedily.
"Ah, sorry to interrupt," Park Sung-il said mockingly, his tone laced with provocation. "I heard there’s quite a show tonight; we thought we’d join the fun."
The air instantly became tense as if drawn tight like a bowstring ready to snap. Park Bucheng's subordinates instinctively reached for their waists, prepared to draw their guns at any moment; an armed confrontation seemed imminent.
Yet Park Bucheng suddenly laughed—a hearty and confident laugh—as if everything was under his control. "Since you're all here, let's talk. What exactly do you want?"
Lee Jae-hoon and Park Sung-il exchanged glances, a cunning glimmer passing between them. Lee Jae-hoon cleared his throat and spoke up: "It's simple: stop your investigation and hand over any evidence you have. In return, we can guarantee your position within the gang remains unchanged."
Park Bucheng stood up, his gaze sharp as a blade, resembling an enraged lion ready to pounce. "Representative Li, do you really think I am the kind of person who can be threatened?"
"Then what are you trying to say..." Lee Jae-hoon's expression darkened, his tone carrying a hint of warning.
Park Bucheng suddenly burst into laughter, his voice filled with mockery and disdain. "You can't possibly think I would be foolish enough to keep all the evidence right at hand?"
This statement caused both Lee Jae-hoon and Park Sung-il to exchange glances, their expressions turning grim. They had initially believed they could easily intimidate Park Bucheng, only to discover he was already prepared.
"I anticipated this day long ago," Park Bucheng's voice turned icy, like ancient ice radiating a bone-chilling cold. "All the evidence has been meticulously arranged. If anything were to happen to me, those documents would be exposed immediately. At that time..."
His gaze swept over everyone present, his tone laden with warning. "I wonder who will find themselves in a more difficult position?"
Lee Jae-hoon abruptly stood up, anger flashing in his eyes before he suppressed it. "Minister Park, do not deceive yourself. Some matters are beyond your reach."
Park Bucheng slowly walked to the window, turning his back to everyone as he gazed out at the dazzling city lights, filled with helplessness and sorrow. "Representative Li, you are right. Some things truly are beyond my reach." He suddenly turned around, fierce light erupting from his eyes like a drawn sword aimed directly at Lee Jae-hoon. "But since I have already touched upon them, I will ensure that the truth comes to light!"
At that tense moment, the conference room door swung open once more.
An unexpected figure appeared in the doorway, causing everyone's expressions to freeze...
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