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nChapter 159: Chapter 159

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nThe door opened, followed by Ho Sung Lee and the Samchunkyo leader and behind them were Samchunkyo employees bringing in food.

nMin Sung got up and pushed his book aside.

nAs soon as the food arrived, the book became unimportant.

nMin Sung’s focus was solely on the cooks who were bringing in food.

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nThe food appeared in front of Min Sung.

nMin Sung looked down at the food with sparkling eyes.

nOne of the dishes that came out was the famous Beijing Kaoya.

nBeijing Kaoya was known as one of the best dishes in China, and it was composed of a whole duck.

nIt almost looked like the roast chicken they sold on Korean streets, but the color was completely different.

nThe Beijing Kaoya received so much light that it was pale, making it look almost sexy.

nLike a woman who was tanned in all the right ways.

nThe chef approached to cut it up for him, and Min Sung allowed it.

nThe chef began cutting the Beijing Kaoya in front of Min Sung.

nSeeing how he was separating the skin from the meat in bite-size pieces, it must have been a dish where the two parts were eaten separately.

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nJust looking at him made him feel satisfied.

nHe was fascinated.

nIt didn’t look too different from the roast chicken in Korea, but it somehow looked more luxurious.

nMin Sung stared at the Beijing Kaoya with great anticipation.

nMin Sung picked up his chopsticks and started with the skin.

nOm nom!

n“Mm…!”

n‘It’s crispy and savory!’

nMin Sung appreciated the savory flavors of the skin and compared it to Bossam that he ate in Korea.

nHe dipped a piece of the Beijing Kaoya in soy sauce and wrapped it in cucumber-based vegetables before taking another bite.

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nOm nom!

nThe flavors in his mouth were a work of art.

n‘So good!’

nHe knitted his brow and appreciated the flavor.

nThis was what they called Beijing Kaoya in China.

n“Phew.”

nMin Sung felt a sense of harmony from the soft meat, vegetables, and Baobing.

nHe felt like the inside of his mouth was on a yacht, enjoying the nice ocean breeze.

n‘This is amazing.’

nMin Sung enjoyed the Beijing Kaoya.

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nThe more he ate, the more he understood why people of the Ching Dynasty enjoyed this dish so much.

nOnce Min Sung finished the main dish, he moved on to the next.

nIt was another famous dish in China called Kungpao Chicken.

nDespite being a chicken dish, it smelled very spicy.

nMin Sung looked down at the food in awe.

nThis was one of the dishes that originated from the Qing Dynasty, and it was fried to be crispy.

nIt was a dish made of chicken, peanuts, peppers, cucumbers, carrots, onions, ginger, cooking wine, soy sauce, sugar, and vinegar.

nIt was oily like most Chinese dishes were.

nBefore the memory of the Beijing Kaoya disappeared from his head, Min Sung immediately tasted the Kungpao Chicken.

nOm nom, om nom!

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nThe soft flavors of the chicken accompanied by spiciness stimulated his nostrils, and the sweet and salty flavour triggered his mind.

n‘Is this the depth of China’s flavors?’

nThe movements of Min Sung’s chopsticks grew faster.

n‘This is good.’

nIt was spicy, making it addictive.

nMin Sung’s speed grew faster after every bite.

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nThe Samchunkyo leader blankly stared as Min Sung ate his food.

nThe Samchunkyo leader knitted his brows and dropped his jaw as his eyes stared far into space

n‘… How does he make it look so good?’

nWhen comparing to himself, who wanted to dominate the world, it was shocking to see Min Sung focusing on just one meal.

nWhen he looked back on it, he had spent most of his time trying to get stronger.

nAnd as a result, he was unable to enjoy the small things.

nHe was obsessed with power, authority, and the desire to take over the world.

n‘But what’s the point…’

nIn the end, he was defeated and humiliated by someone stronger, and he was now unable to enjoy a meal like the one Min Sung was eating.

nThe Samchunkyo leader realized how useless everything had been and shut his eyes tight.

n“Hey, Leader.”

nIn response to Min Sung’s calling, the Samchunkyo leader opened his eyes.

nHe had already finished his meal.

nMin Sung wiped his mouth with a napkin and pointed a the empty plates and bowls.

n“Do the dishes. And Ho Sung, watch him.”

n“Yes, Sir.”

nMin Sung then took his book and left the room.

nThe Samchunkyo leader watched as Min Sung left.

nHe felt a surge of emotions.

nHe couldn’t help himself to say what was on his mind.

nHe knew he wouldn’t listen anyway.

nThe Samchunkyo leader picked up the bowls with a face that looked like he lost a country.

nHe was so out of it that a bowl slipped from his hands.

nWhen the bowl fell, a piece of Kung Pao chicken fell on his robe.

nThe Sacmhunkyo leader stared at the oil that got on his robe.

nAnd then.

n“Sob… Sob.”

nThe Samchunkyo leader covered his eyes with his hands and cried.

n“Hahahahaha!”

nBut he then burst into laughter.

nHo Sung Lee watched anxiously.

n“What’s wrong?”

nThe Samchunkyo leader ignored him and continued to laugh.

nOnce he was finished, he picked up the bowl from the ground with a clearer look in his eyes.

nHe took the rest of the plates and bowls and quietly left.

nHo Sung Lee followed with a confused look on his face.

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nSince they were in the middle of the mountains, the sound of birds and crickets could be clearly heard, the sun was bright, and the air was fresh.

nMin Sung sat in the middle of a long staircase and read his books as if they were comic books.

nWhile he was reading, he heard someone approaching.

nMin Sung looked to the direction of the noise.

nHe saw a man in a wheelchair approaching through the hall.

nMin Sung put down his book and looked at him.

nHe didn’t feel any kind of hidden intentions.

nHe stopped in front of the stairs and looked up at Min Sung.

nHe was a man with glasses and a fierce look on his face, but his eyes were filled with pain.

n“Hello. I’m Yoo Tae Jung.”

nThe man introduced himself as Yoo Tae Jung and bowed so low that he could see the top of his head.

nMin Sung looked down at him without a word.

nYoo Tae Jung lifted his head back up and cautiously looked at Min Sung.

nThere was no hostility in his eyes.

nMin Sung waited for him to get to the point.

nYoo Tae Jung had no hostility, but he had no fear either.

nAll he experienced was great pain.

nThe man in the wheelchair, Yoon Tae Jung came down from his wheelchair.

nHe was unable to move the bottom half of his body, so he plopped down onto the ground as soon as he got off.

nYoo Tae Jung kept his head on the ground as if he was bowing down to Min Sung.

n“I just have one request for you.”

nMin Sung watched without a single ounce of interest in his eyes.

nYoo Tae Jung lifted his head and looked at Min Sung.

nMin Sung and Yoo Tae Jung met eyes.

nA moment of silence then ensued.

n“What is it?”

nMin Sung asked.

nYoo Tae Jung gulped and began speaking with a stiffened face.

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nBefore the monster break began, there were three boys who grew up in an orphanage together.

nOnce they left the orphanage, they continued to endure difficult circumstances, so they relied on each other quite a bit.

nThat was when the monster break began

nRousers began appearing, and the second eldest and the youngest of the three boys became a rouser with the qualifications of a hunter.

nThey were able to defeat monsters with their strength, and because they were more powerful than the rest, they were able to advance quickly.

nA few years after that, an organization called Samchunkyo came about.

nThe leader of Samchunkyo commanded to find more skilled hunters in order to make Samchunkyo grow.

nAnd among them, there were two boys that stood out.

nThey were the robed man, Jae Hyuk Han, and his little brother, Min Ho Kim.

nThe Samchunkyo leader knew they had a deep affection for each other, so he kidnapped the youngest so that the second-eldest could be his puppet.

nAnd then he used the youngest to threaten him.

nWhat started as an attempt to save his little brother continued until now.

nThat was the story that Yoo Jae Jung, who was the eldest among the three boys, told Min Sung.

n“I’ll do whatever you ask. Just please free my brother…”

nMin Sung looked down at Yoo Tae Jung and then laughed.

n“Did you try to kill me as well as countless other people just to save your brother?”

nThe man in the wheelchair, Yoon Tae Jung didn’t answer and dropped his forehead on the ground.

n“I’ll do anything. So please…”

n“Why should I trust you?”

n“There’s a thing called a magic contract. If we sign a contract with a rare item from the dungeon, I’ll have no choice but to obey you.”

n“But you don’t look that useful to me. I killed your brother, Jae Hyuk Han. But you still want to follow me?”

n“I won’t resent you for what happened while I was looking for my brother.”

nThe man in the wheelchair, Yoo Tae Jung looked up at Min Sung with sincerity in his eyes.

nMin Sung slowly looked away.

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