Descent of The Demon Master [EN]: Chapter 190

‘This is…’

Chai Ke-chang bit his lip, involuntarily, at the sight before him.

‘What in the world happened?’

Jinbao.

Jinbao, who was tasked with investigating Kang Jin-ho in Korea, had gone silent, and now, for some reason, he was back in China.

He wanted to ask why he had given up the request and returned, but Chai Ke-chang couldn’t ask anything.

What could he ask a person who had become an idiot?

Looking at Jinbao, who was drooling with a vacant stare, Chai Ke-chang felt like he could understand what had happened.

‘What the hell happened?’

He knew that Jinbao had been defeated by Kang Jin-ho.

But what he couldn’t understand was how someone like Jinbao could end up in such a state.

Jinbao was a well-known contract killer in the underworld. Not just any contract killer, but one who specialized in dealing with martial artists. He had seen a lot of rough and dirty things. Jinbao was the perfect example of someone who had ‘been through the mill.’

If Jinbao had died while carrying out a mission, he would have understood. He was always living with that kind of risk. But for ‘that’ Jinbao to return with his mind broken was something he couldn’t understand at all.

The mental fortitude of a martial artist was incomparable to that of an ordinary person.

Unless they were afflicted by inner demons, he had never heard of a martial artist losing their mind.

But what could he do?

Something that defied common sense was happening right before his eyes.

“Ugh…”

Chai Ke-chang, who had been staring at Jinbao, turned his head to look at Wei Hong.

“What happened?”

Wei Hong was the one who had brought Jinbao here, so he thought he should hear his side of the story first.

“I don’t know.”

Wei Hong shook his head.

“In his last call, he said he had to leave Korea quickly. He was rambling about giving up the request. And then he ended up like this.”

Wei Hong pointed at Jinbao.

“All I remember is that his voice was very frightened. I’ve worked with Jinbao for over ten years, and I’ve never seen him so scared.”

Chai Ke-chang’s brow furrowed.

‘I don’t know if this means the request was completed or not.’

The request was to investigate Kang Jin-ho, and Jinbao hadn’t brought back any information, so it was a failure. But on the other hand, there was no clearer way to know what kind of person Kang Jin-ho was.

The sight of Jinbao, who had become an idiot, was a clear indication of how cruel Kang Jin-ho was.

“At the end, he was definitely chasing Kang Jin-ho…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Jinbao, not Wei Hong, gave the answer.

“Aaaaaaaah!”

Upon hearing the name Kang Jin-ho, Jinbao started foaming at the mouth and thrashing around like a rabid dog.

“Bao!”

Wei Hong pinned Jinbao down, but Jinbao struggled and thrashed like a three-year-old.

“Kang Jin-ho! Hic! Kang Jin-ho!”

Chai Ke-chang’s eyes gleamed as he watched the scene. It was as good as hearing the answer.

“This is… me…”

“Huh?”

Jinbao was still muttering something, looking terrified.

“This is me, this is me, this is me, this is me…”

“Bao! What are you saying?”

“This is me! This is me! This is me!”

“Bao!”

“That’s enough.”

Chai Ke-chang stopped Wei Hong.

Those words weren’t Jinbao’s. They were probably Kang Jin-ho’s message to him.

‘This is me.’

Since you wanted to know about me, I’ll show you who I am in the most certain way.

‘Arrogant bastard.’

He was bold and cruel.

And he possessed the martial prowess to play with Jinbao like a child.

‘For a Korean bastard.’

In the world of martial artists, not the exposed world, Korea was a barren land. Unlike other East Asian countries that had revered martial arts since ancient times, Korea had focused on literature rather than martial arts and had suppressed martial artists.

Naturally, they were a weak country when it came to martial arts.

But such a guy appeared in that country?

Chai Ke-chang felt like a storm was brewing.

‘I need to report this.’

This matter was already out of his hands. Reporting it to Hong Wang as it was would be the most appropriate thing to do.

“Understood. Go back.”

Wei Hong looked at him with a slightly dissatisfied gaze. He meant that there should be proper compensation since he had ended up like this while carrying out the request.

Chai Ke-chang smiled bitterly at that face.

‘Trashy bastards.’

How many evil deeds had they committed under the guise of being contract killers?

He had left them alone because they were needed and useful, but they were people who were rejected on the path of martial arts.

“Hmph.”

Chai Ke-chang turned his body.

“Take the request fee. If it’s the money you’ve accumulated from doing dirty deeds, you’ll have enough to live on for the rest of your life.”

Feeling Wei Hong’s head bow behind him, Chai Ke-chang clicked his tongue.

If Wei Hong had the loyalty to take care of Jinbao, who had become an idiot, Jinbao’s remaining life would be guaranteed, but if not, Jinbao wouldn’t have to live as an idiot for much longer.

‘It’s just retribution.’

Chai Ke-chang erased Jinbao’s name from his mind and went to find Hong Wang.

“You brought it?”

Kang Jin-ho reached out and pressed down on Kang Eun-young’s head as she snatched the paper bag.

“You have to take care of your things.”

“Hehehe.”

“And if you’re going to leave your things behind and ask me to bring them, call your brother directly. Why are you trying to trick our mother into doing it?”

“…If I call my brother, you won’t bring it.”

“That’s right.”

Kang Jin-ho didn’t deny it.

“I really needed this. Ah, thank goodness. I couldn’t even start the basics without it. I almost missed the filming time.”

Kang Eun-young sighed in relief, as if she was truly relieved. Seeing that, the annoyance of coming all the way to Yeongdeok seemed to fade a little.

“Is this really necessary?”

“Oppa, do you know how different you look in person versus how you look on camera? There’s a separate makeup for the camera.”

“…Okay.”

Kang Jin-ho shook his head. He didn’t know anything about this world, so he had nothing to say. It was very fussy in his eyes to make a fuss about a single cosmetic and ask him to bring it all the way to Yeongdeok, but he also understood that she wanted to make sure everything was perfect since it was her first drama.

“Then is that all?”

“Oppa!”

“…Can you buy me some kimbap?”

“Huh?”

Kang Jin-ho sighed.

“Where did Young-gi go?”

“Young-gi oppa is getting training right now, and the oppa who was the manager before quit, so there’s no one right now. I brought another manager oppa temporarily, but I don’t know where he went.”

Kang Jin-ho looked at Kang Eun-young with a sulky expression.

‘How much did she torment him?’

She was his sister, but even as a figure of speech, Kang Eun-young’s personality was not good. She was only able to live without causing trouble at home because of Kang Jin-ho’s iron fist and her mother’s nagging.

Without those restrictions, it was obvious how much of a tomboy Kang Eun-young would be outside.

‘It’ll be better if Young-gi is here.’

Young-gi was an expert at finding replacements. And because he had experienced it himself, he was someone who would never torment people beyond a certain point.

“Be reasonable.”

“What did I do?”

“How much did you torment him that he ran away?”

“…Oppa. I didn’t torment anyone. The oppa who was only doing singer schedules couldn’t adapt to his first drama, so he quit.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

Kang Jin-ho cut her off as if it wasn’t worth listening to, and Kang Eun-young puffed out her cheeks.

“Anyway, buy me some kimbap. I’m starving.”

“It’s this time, haven’t you eaten?”

“I have to get a camera shower [a term used in the entertainment industry to describe the process of getting ready for filming], what do you mean eat! What if my face gets swollen?”

“But why kimbap?”

“…I’ve reached my limit. I think I overdid it. I’m starving.”

Oh my, you brat.

Kang Jin-ho shook his head. She was his sister, but there was no hope for her.

At that moment, the door of the container opened, and a woman and a man entered.

Kang Eun-young, who was getting her makeup done, jumped up from her seat and bowed completely.

“Hello!”

“Get your makeup done. I don’t want to waste time.”

The man who came in had a very prickly impression. Judging by his hat pulled down low, baseball jumper, jeans, and sneakers, he seemed like a very practical person.

“Yes!”

Kang Eun-young sat down without saying a word.

The man who had sat Kang Eun-young down looked at the makeup and said one thing.

“Make it more lively. It needs to have a bit of a tomboyish feel.”

‘Then there’s no need to put on makeup.’

She was naturally a tomboy, so what was the point of making her up more?

Kang Jin-ho thought that they had cast the role very well.

“I came to see how you’re doing since it’s your first shoot today. You can do well, right?”

“Of course! I’ll do my best! Director!”

“Not director, PD [short for Producer Director].”

“Yes, Director!”

The PD smiled wryly.

He seemed satisfied with the casting, as a look of satisfaction crossed his face.

“Aren’t you nervous?”

When the woman who had followed the PD spoke, Kang Eun-young nodded repeatedly with a nervous expression that Kang Jin-ho had rarely seen.

“Yes! Senior, I’m okay! I’m not, not nervous!”

‘How can her words and face not match like that?’

If she could show that kind of ability to make people feel nervous with just her face in front of the camera, she would easily win an acting award at the end of the year.

But why is she so nervous?

Kang Eun-young was constantly fidgeting as if it was an honor to talk to the woman in front of her. The makeup artist, who was doing her makeup, had to tell her to ‘please stay still’ several times.

“I’m so happy to be working with you on this project. I’m listening to your songs, so please work hard on the project.”

“Yes, senior. I’m so happy to be working on the same project as a senior I’ve always admired. It’s like a dream.”

“Oh, you’re giving me too much credit.”

She seemed to be an actress in this drama. Judging by the fact that she came with the PD, she seemed to be a high-ranking actress, so she was probably the lead actress?

Kang Jin-ho stopped paying attention to the two of them. It wasn’t his business.

“Do I just need to buy kimbap?”

At Kang Jin-ho’s words, the PD turned his head and looked at Kang Jin-ho. His face, which had been slightly stiff at first, relaxed.

“Who is this?”

“Ah, he’s my brother.”

“I see.”

The PD nodded. At first, he was about to say something because he thought the manager was daring to interrupt while the PD and the lead actress were talking, but when he saw his face, he knew that this wasn’t the face of a manager.

Just as the PD was about to greet him, the door burst open, and a supporting actor, looking pale, ran inside.

“PD-nim, we’re in big trouble!”