Free Web NovelHan Hyunjin and Han Hyunwoo were waiting for someone inside a room salon.
After a while, the door opened and a man in a suit stepped inside.
“Oh my. For the esteemed Presidents Han to request a meeting with me personally. What an honor for my humble family.”
The man greeted them with a swaggering tone, but Han Hyunjin and Han Hyunwoo welcomed him with smiles instead.
The man sat across from them, dropped ice into his glass, and poured himself whiskey.
After downing the strong liquor in one shot, he spoke.
“So. Why did you want to see me? If I remember correctly, you once said you don’t associate with trash like me.”
His words were barbed.
Han Hyunjin forced an awkward smile.
“President Kim. When did we ever say we wouldn’t associate with you?”
“Didn’t you say you had no business getting tangled up with gangster scum? Already got dementia? Or do you take me for a fool?”
The man called President Kim slammed his glass down, teeth grinding.
“Haha. Back then...”
“You were the ones who asked to do business together. And you were the ones who refused later. So why are you looking for me again now?”
“There’s money in it. More money than you’ve ever touched in your life. A chance to get your hands on it.”
At the word money, President Kim Minwoo grinned, eyes glinting.
“Money? I’m Kim Minwoo. I’d shake hands with my worst enemy for money. Go on. Let’s hear it.”
He looked like a loose thug, but his presence was vicious.
Han Hyunjin wet his lips with his drink and spoke.
“We want you to do a job. We’ll give you ten billion won.”
“Ten billion?”
Kim Minwoo’s eyes widened.
“That’s just the start. After that, we’ll use your company for all of our group’s construction projects.”
The reward was too large to dismiss lightly.
“What kind of job is worth ten billion, plus future construction rights? Sounds scary.”
“It’s simple. Just kill one person.”
“What? Kill someone?”
There was no real shock in his voice — only curiosity that such a sum was being offered for something so ordinary.
Han Hyunjin slowly shook his head.
“It won’t be easy.”
“What, you want the president dead?”
“No. Kill my younger brother.”
“...Your brother? What are you playing at? Is this a joke?”
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“That brother wouldn’t be President Han Hyunwoo here. You mean Han Hyunsoo, the leader of Heaven’s Church?”
The reaction was incredulous, but Han Hyunjin remained deadly serious.
“You can’t do it at the main sanctuary. We’ll lure him outside. Kill him then. He’ll have security, but that’s something you can handle, right?”
“Killing someone isn’t as simple as it sounds. If this goes wrong, my organization — and I — won’t survive.”
And killing the head of a cult only increased the risk.
Still, the money was enormous.
After a long pause, Kim Minwoo filled his glass again and drained it.
Then he made a counteroffer.
“Twenty billion. I kill Han Hyunsoo, then I leave Korea. Better for both of us.”
“Fine. Twenty billion.”
“Ten billion upfront. The rest after.”
“That’s...”
Han Hyunjin hesitated.
“What? Can’t do it? You know upfront payment is mandatory in this line of work. Do you even understand how dangerous this is? Cheonhan Group is backing Han Hyunsoo. You think anyone can cross Cheonhan Group and keep breathing in Korea? I can’t even use my own men for this. I’ll have to bring in Joseonjok from China. That costs money.”
Kim Minwoo already knew Cheonhan Group stood behind Han Hyunsoo.
Orders had gone out nationwide: no involvement in anything related to Heaven’s Church.
But for twenty billion, it was worth ignoring.
Worst case, he could just leave the country.
“Do you understand how risky this is? Cross Cheonhan Group and you can’t do anything in this country.”
“Why would Cheonhan Group protect Han Hyunsoo...?”
Han Hyunjin looked confused.
Kim Minwoo shrugged.
“I don’t know. Just orders from above. I’ll bring in Joseonjok. Those bastards have no fear.”
“So the bodyguards around Han Hyunsoo are Cheonhan Group people?”
“No. Cheonhan Group is just observing. They only issued the no-interference directive. If their strike team had moved, you two wouldn’t be drinking with me right now.”
The words were calm — and chilling.
Kim Minwoo extended his glass.
“So? Will you pay upfront? Or... give me the money. Otherwise I leak this conversation to Han Hyunsoo.”
His grin was vile.
“Whether I take the job or not, I’ll need ten billion to keep my mouth shut.”
“You crazy bastard...”
“What? Don’t like it? Then...”
He stood as if to leave.
Han Hyunjin quickly stopped him.
“...You can guarantee it?”
Kim Minwoo smirked.
“Money summons even ghosts. Ten billion? I could bring dozens — no, hundreds — from China. They treat human lives like flies for that kind of cash.”
“...Fine. Ten billion upfront.”
Kim Minwoo sat back down.
“Once it’s done, the remaining ten immediately. I’m leaving Korea right away. If I stay, I’m dead.”
“Agreed. I’d prefer you disappear anyway.”
Their glasses clinked.
* * *
Han Hyunsoo began reclaiming the main sanctuary at a rapid pace.
Senior pastors who sided with Kim Sunja and his brothers disappeared quietly.
The returned Han Hyunsoo moved differently than before.
But so far, he had taken no action against his family.
“Mother.”
He was alone with Kim Sunja.
“Yes, Hyunsoo.”
“Why did you do it?”
“Do what? I don’t understand.”
“Still pretending. Was I adopted? How could you plan to kill your own son?”
“What are you saying? I gave birth to you.”
She denied it desperately.
Han Hyunsoo threw a stack of documents at her.
Photos and records detailing her actions.
Her face turned pale.
“You introduced my secretary to the Japanese branch. You ordered my death. Don’t deny it. I’m holding myself back from killing you right now.”
“Hyunsoo...”
“You could’ve lived comfortably. What would have changed? How many years do you have left that you had to be this greedy?”
She tried to speak.
He shook his head.
“You still won’t apologize. I have no regrets left. It’ll happen as you wanted. Everyone will die. That’s our family’s future, isn’t it?”
He turned coldly.
“I won’t kill you immediately. Watch your sons die. Watch how I change Heaven’s Church. That will be worse than death for you.”
She tried to approach him.
Mercenaries blocked her.
Outside, the mercenary leader stood beside him.
“Don’t let her leave.”
The man nodded.
“Planning to keep her alive?”
“Still deciding.”
“Your choice.”
“Thank you.”
“We’re paid.”
Han Hyunsoo smiled.
“I’ll kill my brothers. They asked to meet outside. To ‘clear misunderstandings.’”
“Risky.”
“With your skills? No one gets through you.”
“True.”
“Then what does it matter? Trap or not — I’ll go.”
“When the location’s set, tell us.”
“Of course.”
Their calm conversation was about murder.
* * *
Japan was exactly where I wanted it.
All eyes were on Hiroyuki.
Especially the black money from the Yakuza.
The opposition attacked the LDP. Koizumi drew a line, claiming Hiroyuki acted alone.
But accepting Yakuza money while declaring war on them was devastating.
After Yomiuri’s exclusive report, follow-ups flooded in.
Politicians tied to Yakuza were exposed.
Seven-Gwanggu vanished from headlines.
Right-wing protests continued, but interest faded.
“The one who set the meeting is Nagano Shoji, correct?”
“Yes. A key figure of the main faction.”
Korea’s Heaven’s Church was stabilizing.
Japan was not.
After a long drive, we arrived.
“Pastor Shoji.”
He extended his hand.
“I’ve heard much about you, President Kim Muhyuk.”
“Have you? I wonder what.”
“You saved Leader Han Hyunsoo, did you not?”
“Why think that?”
“Otherwise it’s impossible. He seized control too quickly. Chairman Han Sungjin could have done it. Han Hyunsoo could not.”
I smiled faintly.
“Isn’t that a bit too stingy? He is the leader, after all.”
“The one I serve is Chairman Han Sungjin.”
“Hmm.”
So the main faction did not necessarily support Han Hyunsoo.
We entered.
He got straight to the point.
“I hear you oppose separating the Japanese branch from the main sanctuary.”
“That is correct. Following Chairman Han Sungjin’s doctrine is Heaven’s Church. Anything else is not.”
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Shoji went silent.
“Let’s be honest. Do you truly believe Han Sungjin was the Messiah? Ordinary believers might. But a senior pastor?”
“...I respect Chairman Han Sungjin.”
“Respect is one thing. I’m asking whether you have no personal ambition. No self-interest.”
His brow tightened.
“Why ask?”
“I don’t trust men without ambition. I’ll ask one last time. Are you acting solely for Han Sungjin?”
