Chapter 69: Mission Complete

The night Eun Chul-woo personally sent Yoon Tae-min to his death could be described as the most gratifying of his life.

After Yoon Nam-woo fled in a panic, Yoon Tae-min lay on the ground, struggling silently. His appearance of not having lived enough made Eun Chul-woo find it quite laughable.

The head of the Yoon family, who bragged in media interviews about having no regrets in his life and being ready to pass the torch to the younger generation at any moment, was, in reality, a man terrified of death. It was just a pity that the eldest son he had doted on his whole life was a fake, and the younger son he had loathed his whole life didn’t care a bit about his father’s life.

If so, then it would be to the benefit of this illegitimate son who had been far from home.

“You… you…”

Lying on the ground, Yoon Tae-min’s veins on his forehead bulged, his eyes protruded. He stared in disbelief at the direction from which Eun Chul-woo had slowly walked out.

Eun Chul-woo squatted down and said softly, “Didn’t you hear me clearly? Then I’ll say it again. I am your real son… Father.”

What?!

Yoon Tae-min gasped for air like a bull. He began to search Eun Chul-woo’s face with his blurry, aged eyes, trying to find any trace of resemblance to the child from back then.

The eyebrows, the bridge of the nose, the lips… Damn it, maybe there is. What did that illegitimate son look like back then? Because he detested the other’s mother so much, he had only glanced at the child before directly throwing him to Hyun Si-young. After all, in his eyes, all children looked the same. Whether it was Yoon Nam-woo or Yoon Nam-hyuk, they both had two eyes and one nose.

Then… why would this child appear here? Since he was a child of the Yoon family and knew who his biological father was, why didn’t he come home to be acknowledged? Why would he suddenly appear here? Could it be that all of this was his…

“Father.” Eun Chul-woo took out two very small, transparent sealed bags, each containing two white pills.

“Let’s play a game, Father,” he said with a smile. “In these two bags, one is medicine, exactly the same as the kind you usually take. The other is a vitamin, good for the body but it can’t save you. You only have one chance. You choose. If you choose correctly, you can live. How about it?”

Yoon Tae-min wanted to curse his unfilial son.

He wished he had a gun in his hand to shoot him himself. However, circumstances were stronger than man. The most important thing was to live, and then talk about other things.

Yoon Tae-min’s eyes darted around. He only looked for a few seconds before he let out a long sigh. Although the similarity between the two packs of pills was as high as 95%, for Yoon Tae-min, who valued life above all else, he could easily distinguish this small difference with just a few glances.

He gasped and reached for them. Just as he was about to reach the pack of pills, Eun Chul-woo sneered and pulled his hand back.

“Ah… what is this…” Eun Chul-woo complained coldly. “You old thing, you have good eyes. You can recognize the life-saving medicine but not your son’s face. As expected, you only care about yourself.”

The medicine…

His medicine…

Shibal… where is this guy taking the medicine???

Yoon Tae-min watched with wide eyes as Eun Chul-woo crushed the pills and poured them into a flowerpot, then took out a golf club from a cabinet behind it.

“Father loves to play golf, right? I heard you played with Lee Min-ryong when he was very young. What a coincidence, I like golf too.” Eun Chul-woo’s lips curled into a smile, his eyes sinister, as he raised the club high. “Let’s see how my technique is, Father.”

Yoon Tae-min’s eyes widened!

No! No—!

Thwack—!

A hole in one.

“Hole in One,” Eun Chul-woo suddenly laughed.

The press conference was deathly silent.

Everyone thought, So that’s how it is…

Yoon Tae-min had been killed by a single blow from a golf club during a heart attack. The wealthy British man, rumored to have been killed by a falling chandelier, had been killed by an 18-year-old Eun Chul-woo, who had smashed his skull with a bronze candlestick, blow after blow. As for Best Actor Kim Min-kyung, not only did he have an unspeakable relationship with Eun Chul-woo behind the scenes, but he had also been stabbed to death by him with his own hands.

The sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh came from the reporters’ phones, one after another. The deaths of three consecutive people were, needless to say, an unforgettable memory for everyone present.

Baek Soo-kyung, who was standing near Eun Chul-woo, almost went crazy. He trembled and covered his ears, sat on the ground with a thud, and scrambled back several steps with his legs.

He was so scared, so full of hindsight. Five lives… Eun Chul-woo had personally killed three of them!

A few days ago, when he had given those video and audio recordings to Eun Chul-woo, he had intended to use this opportunity to secure a good future for himself. He never thought that the other would laugh for a long time, and then say to him, “Didn’t I say? To come to my company, you have to be a useful person. You’ve given me so many good things. You should know how they will be released, right?”

To be honest, Baek Soo-kyung had never imagined that the other would force him to hold a press conference and personally cut three bone-deep wounds on his arm…

“A victim has to look like a victim,” Eun Chul-woo had said in a low voice. “Don’t eat. It’s better to be thinner. Rest and recover. In a few days, another cut.”

What if Eun Chul-woo’s plan had succeeded? Baek Soo-kyung thought. To eliminate all traces, would the other have found an opportunity to get rid of him too?

And then give him the title of committing suicide due to depression, pinning the blame on Yoon Nam-hyuk or Qi Huai, making the online media and the public condemn them even more?

It was only then that Baek Soo-kyung understood. With his status, he could still be considered a tool in Choi Min-jun’s hands. But in Eun Chul-woo’s eyes, he was not even an ant.

If… if he had accepted Qi Huai’s help from the beginning, trusted him, would everything have been different?

Baek Soo-kyung looked at Qi Huai with regret. However, there were too many reporters surrounding him. He couldn’t even see a corner of his clothes.

Qi Huai and Yoon Nam-hyuk. They were always the center of attention, possessing everything he could only dream of, even after he had put in so much effort!

“You… how do you have these?”

Eun Chul-woo’s tone was full of confusion. His emotions seemed to have returned to calm, and he had once again become the gentle, handsome Eun Chul-woo who was at ease with everything.

Qi Huai smiled faintly. “So you admit it, don’t you?”

He didn’t answer Eun Chul-woo’s question, because he couldn’t. This information was the third wish he had made to the System—Give me the evidence of the deaths of everyone who died due to the protagonists’ involvement.

To this day, Qi Huai had only been in this world for a few months. The first wish, he had used to solve his financial problems. The second wish, he had used to solve his identity problems. The third wish, he had hesitated for a long time, and only at the last moment did he figure out how to use it.

To be able to get so much evidence at once, perhaps he should thank the System. But in the end, he should still thank Eun Chul-woo.

What goes around, comes around.

A person’s choices, the things they do for their desires, will one day lead them to the ending they deserve.

Now, after all the twists and turns, it seemed that everyone had gotten their retribution.

Hyun Si-young, in a moment of impulse, had swapped an innocent child. A few years later, she was tragically killed in an accident arranged by him.

Robert had tried to imprison a child and intended to do something improper to him when he came of age. In the end, he died tragically at his hands.

Yoon Tae-min, to satisfy his selfish desires, had played with two women, Na Mi-yeon and Hyun Si-young, at the same time. To better control Na Mi-yeon and make her obedient, he had even deliberately bankrupted her family. But in the end, he died at the hands of Na Mi-yeon and his own child.

Na Mi-yeon, to get the start-up capital to revive her family, had used Yoon Tae-min’s emphasis on bloodlines, deliberately giving birth to a child and then abandoning him and leaving. Until the very end, she didn’t know she had died at the hands of her own son.

Kim Min-kyung had been addicted to lust, habitually treating everyone as a plaything. In the end, he had stumbled badly with Eun Chul-woo.

Kim Joo-hwan had been greedy for power and had indulged Kim Min-kyung. For the sake of profit, he didn’t even care that his own son had died. In the end, he was cut off and abandoned by the interest group, just as ruthlessly as he had treated Yoon Tae-min.

As for Eun Chul-woo, he had murdered Hyun Si-young out of hatred, thus losing his only chance to return to Korea, living under his adoptive father’s gaze for eighteen years. He had also become addicted to revenge and had killed one person after another, even going so far as to harm people who had nothing to do with him, like Qi Huai, Assistant Xiao, and Go Eun-hee, his personality becoming more and more violent.

So, I didn’t do anything, Qi Huai thought. Your past choices have defeated your present self. You are the only one responsible for the results of the path you have walked, step by step.

Of course, Qi Huai would not say this reason. So, when faced with Eun Chul-woo’s question, he just smiled.

But with this smile, it seemed that all the reporters understood.

Oh… the White House. Eavesdropping and recording foreign tycoons and whatnot is all too normal! It’s very reasonable, shibal!

At this point, regardless of Eun Chul-woo’s identity or nationality, the fact that he had murdered multiple Korean citizens was indisputable. Such a ruthless person must face strict legal sanctions.

The reporters tried to interview Eun Chul-woo.

“Do you regret what you have done?”
“Why did you have to use murder as a means of revenge?”
“If innocent lives were really involved, will you feel guilty about it?”

The Police Commissioner tried to squeeze into the crowd. “I say… reporters, let’s end it here. Let the police handle the rest, okay? We will definitely—”

“Ah!”
“Oh my God!”
“How does he have a gun?!”

The gun was from Kim Min-kyung. It was indeed illegal, but it wasn’t a big deal for the Kim family.

Baek Soo-kyung, who was not far from Eun Chul-woo, became his best hostage. He dragged him up and held him in front of him, pressing the gun to his head, and said coldly, “Get me a car…”

He suddenly looked at Qi Huai. “I want your car.”

Qi Huai and Eun Chul-woo looked at each other silently for a long time. “What’s the point.”

Eun Chul-woo sneered. “None of your business.”

Qi Huai threw him the keys.

It would take time for the police to arrange for a sniper. To ensure the hostage’s safety, all the police could do was retreat as ordered.

Eun Chul-woo shoved Baek Soo-kyung into the car, then stepped on the gas and sped off—in the direction of the Han River Bridge.

Baek Soo-kyung almost collapsed in the passenger seat. His face pale, he forced his weak body to fasten the seatbelt and looked at Eun Chul-woo in disbelief. “You… what are you doing? Are you going to take me down with you?”

Eun Chul-woo sneered. “What? Scared?”

Baek Soo-kyung was scared to death. He screamed hysterically, “The one who wronged you has a head, the one who owes you has a debtor! It wasn’t me who pushed you to this point! Why don’t you go take revenge on Qi Huai and Yoon Nam-hyuk! Why are you dragging me into this?! You psycho! Stop the car!”

Hmph, why did I take you with me?

It’s because you’re the lightest.

Eun Chul-woo said coldly, “What meaning is there in your life? Without me, that guy Park Seok-jin would definitely have exposed you. You would have gone from a promising new star that everyone envied to a street rat that everyone hates. So what if you’ve paid off your debts? Does it have any meaning to live in the mud for your whole life?”

The car sped faster and faster, as if it would drive straight into the sea. Baek Soo-kyung was terrified, tears and snot streaming down his face. “Whether it has meaning or not is my business! Whether I live or not is also my business! You were born with a golden spoon. Even when you were adopted, you lived a good life! Have you ever tasted what it’s like to eat only one egg in three days and be beaten black and blue by debt collectors?! Do you know how much I envy you!”

“Envy me?” Eun Chul-woo laughed heartily. “What do you envy about me? My cold-blooded biological parents or my perverted adoptive father, or that guy Kim Min-kyung who claimed he wanted to be my lover but actually didn’t treat me as a person at all?!”

“At least you have money! Lots and lots of money!” Baek Soo-kyung screamed, his voice almost breaking. “Don’t talk to me about love and ideals! You, a guy who gets to eat Hanwoo beef, drink red wine, live in a villa, and drive a luxury car for every meal!”

Different people, different fates.

His own painful life was Baek Soo-kyung’s ideal. Eun Chul-woo was speechless, only feeling exhausted. He sneered, and stopped the car horizontally in the middle of the Han River Bridge.

“Get out.”

“Wh-what?”

“Get out of the car. Go back. Don’t make me regret it,” Eun Chul-woo’s tone was icy.

“Oh, oh.” After the speeding car came to a stop, Baek Soo-kyung’s courage seemed to return to normal. He got out of the car, trembling. The moment his feet touched the ground, he felt a sense of reality.

Eun Chul-woo sat in the car, pointing the gun out the window at the advancing Baek Soo-kyung. “Yoon Nam-hyuk.”

Yoon Nam-hyuk got out of the car and stared at him, ignoring the gun in his hand, and said faintly, “Murder must be atoned for.”

“Atoned for?” Eun Chul-woo sneered. “The people I killed deserved to die, including your mother, understand? That madwoman who only knew how to take her anger out on her children, ha!”

“I can understand your feelings.” Yoon Nam-hyuk lowered his eyes and pursed his lips. “She made a mistake. She lived in guilt, and she was killed by someone you sent. Isn’t that enough?”

“Of course not!” Eun Chul-woo suddenly shouted. “So what if she’s dead? I lived eighteen years of that disgusting life, forcing myself to endure it! What do you know!?”

Yoon Nam-hyuk gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeves, and revealed the scars on his arm. “You think you’re the only one who lived a nauseating life for eighteen years?”

The onlooking police looked shocked.

Eun Chul-woo suddenly fell silent. The next second, he released the safety on his gun. Qi Huai, who had been standing quietly to the side, immediately moved in front of Yoon Nam-hyuk, protectively placing his lover behind him, and stared at Eun Chul-woo.

Eun Chul-woo snorted. “You’re willing to die for him, is that what you mean?”

Qi Huai frowned and didn’t speak.

Eun Chul-woo slowly said, lost in thought, “…So loving someone means you can give your life for them. What about him? Can he die for you too? If I had known, I should have asked Min-kyung before I killed him. If he had been willing to die for me, it would have proven that he really loved me, right?”

What a pity…

Qi Huai sighed. “Eun Chul-woo, love is not an equal exchange. Business is. Stop being crazy.”

Eun Chul-woo said, “Oh.” He looked into Yoon Nam-hyuk’s eyes and suddenly put the gun under his chin. “Since no one loves me, as my only family, you should at least remember me forever, right?”

Yoon Nam-hyuk was in disbelief.

Qi Huai’s thick brows furrowed.

Eun Chul-woo showed a crazed smile.

The next instant, Qi Huai turned and pressed Yoon Nam-hyuk into his arms, covering his ears with both hands.

Bang—!

A gunshot.

On the Han River Bridge, the ordinary citizens who had not yet been evacuated screamed in terror. Such a madman, it seemed, wanted a spectacular end to his life even at the very end.

All stories came to an end here.

Yoon Nam-hyuk, held tightly in Qi Huai’s arms, his eyelashes trembled. The death of a blood relative, even with his ears covered and no tears, would leave a resounding sound in his heart.

Baek Soo-kyung, terrified by the gunshot, collapsed to the ground. His face pale, he tried to explain to the police, “I was forced to do it. Those passport videos were given to me by Eun Chul-woo. It has nothing to do with me. He threatened me…!”

Yoon Nam-hyuk didn’t want to hear anything anymore. He hugged Qi Huai tightly. Qi Huai gently patted his back in comfort. Then, the familiar mission settlement sound rang in his ears.

[Beep! Congratulations to Mission Completer Qi Huai for successfully completing the mission, redeeming the tragic protagonist Yoon Nam-hyuk. Mission completion rate: 100%.]

“What was the story of the original comic, really?” Qi Huai murmured.