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Cheongyeon, who was looking at Oh Jisam indifferently, blinked his eyes quickly.
“Peira?”
Since he was the real estate agency’s son, he thought he would start an argument about moving, but this was a completely unexpected turn.
“I mean, it’s not like I kept an eye on you regularly or anything like that. Got it?”
“…”
“I said, got it!?”
“Yes.”
Oh Jisam, who lost his temper, took a deep breath. The sudden shout startled Cheongyeon, but he was not scared. Oh Jisam was more of a hassle than a frightening adversary. As long as the contract issues of the real estate agency were not involved, he rarely resorted to using his fists.
“I don’t know when it started, but it seemed like there were people watching you. It was hidden so well that at first I thought it was just an illusion. But it turns out, they’re from Peira.”
In an instant, goosebumps ran all over Cheongyeon’s body.
“I didn’t know because he pretended to be a local guy, wearing shabby clothes and even covered his tattoos with a turtleneck. Fuck, what kind of surveillance is done 24 hours a day, even in shifts?”
“Since… when? When have they been watching?”
Cheongyeon asked nervously at the sudden revelation.
“I don’t know that either. But it’s been about a week since I noticed.”
After not paying attention for two months, did Tae Muwon start spying on him a week ago?
That couldn’t have been possible. Peira must have had been watching him for two whole months. Cheongyeon quickly ran through his recent actions in his mind to see if there was anything suspicious. No, if that were the case, Tae Muwon would have already captured him. He was a man who was more persistent than anyone could imagine.
Was it because he cleared his doubts after watching for two months that Muwon didn’t act threatening to him today?
“Hey, what crime did you really commit? It’s not just some rando, it’s Peira, so I can’t do anything about it.”
Oh Jisam looked at Cheongyeon with concern.
As Oh Jisam was a native of Cheonghwa Town, he had known Cheongyeon since he was young. Oh Jisam when he was young was different from him now. He sometimes secretly brought Cheongyeon home-baked dumplings, and sometimes passed on the clothes he was wearing, saying they were too small. back then he was not as big as he was now.
Then, around his mid-teens, he started to stray, sometimes even bullying Cheongyeon, who he used to take good care of. Still, perhaps there were some childhood memories lingering that made Oh Jisam worry about him.
“What a fool you are, sitting there eating snacks without knowing that Peira was watching you.”
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Oh Jisam was upset as if Cheongyeon was going to die soon.
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“Anyway, you should be careful. Those Peira bastards can kill even you in an instant without anyone even noticing.”
It was also Peira’s style to openly kill so that everyone would be aware of it.
Cheongyeon, who had distanced himself from Oh Jisam ever since things got rough, greeted him sincerely today like he did in his childhood.
“Hyung, thank you for your concern.”
“Fu… Thank you, my ass. It’s because I feel sorry for you because I know how hard your life is.”
“Still.”
Oh Jisam must have been embarrassed, so he snatched up the bag of snacks he had left on his chair and emptied the remaining powder into his mouth.
“Be careful. If you ever need to move, just tell my father, and he’ll give you a good deal. Just say thanks again.”
He was just about to say thank you again. Cheongyeon quietly closed his mouth.
“I’m off! And get some fresh air!”
Oh Jisam waved his hand and walked out. Instead, he even left the door wide open, perhaps intending to provide ventilation. Cheongyeon did not make a sound of his footsteps and he walked to the open door. Pretending to close it, he subtly looked around. Then, his gaze shifted to the inn across the street. With the window opened, a man smoking a cigarette was visible. Looking at the nape of his neck, which was clearly visible, there were no tattoos indicating his affiliation with Peira.
There was also a window open in the room on the other side. A man wearing a turtleneck was also smoking a cigarette. He was probably not mistaken when he thought their eyes met. Because he seemed to have been looking here from the beginning.
Ever since Muwon let him go from the Marine Building, Cheongyeon had been on edge, making sure no one was watching her. But even after a day and a week, Muwon did not come to the apothecary. He didn’t even come close, nor did the other Peira group. He had slowly calmed down… Although he criticized himself for not noticing the surveillance until now, he thought it was something that could not be helped.
For those who were physically fit, monitoring or following a mere apothecary should have been easy. Oh Jisam, who managed the real estate agency and habitually kept an eye on various places, only found out about it a week ago.
“Fuck! All the customers will leave because of the smell of herbs! Aren’t you going to close the door?!”
Just then, the innkeeper, who occasionally argued with Cheongyeon, came out and pointed at him threateningly. Unlike usual, Cheongyeon did not say sorry and closed the door quietly. The man in the turtleneck who had been watching him had disappeared from his window.
Tae Muwon was still reading his every move. It was only now when he realized that he saw the sharp blade beneath his feet.
***
“You really are too much!”
Hwang Ran roughly took off his fedora and expressed his resentment. He secretly wanted to see the Peira ship, but since he was guided to the Marine Building, Hwang Ran’s disappointment doubled.
As always, the only space where Hwang Ran could enter was the VIP reception room on the 19th floor.
“Fuck, that’s strange.”
Hwang Ran belatedly noticed Muwon’s harsh swear words. However, his swearing was not directed at Huang Ran.
“I was so fucking sweet, wasn’t I?”
Muwon chewed on his cigarette with an expression of incomprehension.
“Saturn, isn’t that right?”
He asked Saturn, who was guarding the door, again, but he seemed to have no understanding. Tae Cheonoh, who was sitting on the sofa across from Hwang Ran, had no idea what he meant. He just thought Tae Muwon acted like this sometimes, so he ignored it.
“Ran, would you like to have a drink?”
Tae Cheonoh smiled amicably, as if comforting Hwang Ran, whose face was turning red. Hwang Ran, whose pride was already severely damaged, could not hide his discomfort.
“I don’t enjoy alcohol.”
Even so, Hwang Ran quickly eased his mood and graciously extended his hand, grateful that the boss cared for her.
“As you know, I love tea so much that I started my business with black tea, right? I would like to ask if you have any tea to drink.”
He also subtly hinted that he was different from the rough and uncultivated Peira.
“Jupiter, bring a cup of tea.”
As Tae Cheonoh’s instructions were given, Jupiter, who was guarding the door, looked up at Saturn, who was standing next to him.
‘Tea? Hyung, do we have something like that?’
‘Nope.’
Although they did not speak directly, his inner thoughts were clearly communicated through his eyes. Even so, they were not the ones to openly say that it was not in accordance with the boss’s orders.
Jupiter left the VIP reception room and entered the storage room where he had gathered his supplies. Wine, beer, whiskey, Cheonghwa Town chestnut liquor, etc. Other than alcohol, the only things to drink were soft drinks.
“He can just drink anything, tea my ass.”
Nevertheless, Jupiter thought for a moment about whether there was a store selling tea nearby. He was about to leave the Marine Building when Saturn was coming out of the VIP room.
“Saturn hyung! I’m going out to buy tea.”
For some reason, Saturn kept his lips tightly shut.
“What, why aren’t you answering?”
As Jupiter widened his eyes, Saturn immediately opened his mouth.
“Where are you going?”
“Well, if I search any nearby store, I’ll find it.”
Hwang Ran was diligently going against the will of Tae Cheonoh and Muwon, asking if he had cultivated tea, and if his subordinate did not seem to know how to make tea. It was a bold move because he believed that he was an essential talent for Peira.
However, Saturn knew Muwon’s personality better than anyone else. He would not hesitate to kill anyone, no matter how necessary, as long as there was a suitable replacement. The moment he crossed the line, Hwang Ran would become a person from the other world, and another merchant would come in to replace Hwang Ran. After all, Hwang Ran was just one of the great merchants of the 1st Continent. Still, it would still be a hassle if he died.
“We only need one cup anyway.”
Jupiter, who was about to go to the elevator, stopped when he heard Saturn’s voice. He turned around and saw Saturn pulling out a bundle of cloth from inside his suit. With his rough, bear-like hands, he carefully peeled the cloth and held out a dried flower.
“What is that?”
Saturn approached Jupiter.
“Lotus tea.”
“So why do you have something like that?”
“I bought it.”
“You bought it?!”
Jupiter jumped, his short stature reaching Saturn. Although Jupiter was small in stature for a fist, his strength was comparable to that of Saturn. However, because he was small and quick, he often worked as an assassin. But in fact, Jupiter preferred a heated one-on-one confrontation to a quiet assassination.
“Why are you buying something like this? How much money did you pay for it?”
“300 hwan.”
“You’re crazy! And who would scam Peira?!”
“It’s not a scam.”
“Then who on earth did you buy it from?”
Saturn shut his mouth again.
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