Solo Resurrection

Chapter 89 – Father and Son (1)

“Have you heard the news?”

In a chilly space, Chairman An Moo-seok’s words landed heavily.

“What news do you mean?”

“Badass cleared a B-rank dungeon. And in just two days, at that.”

At An Moo-seok’s words, Kim Jun-yong, the guild master of Kangshin Guild, nodded with a smile.

“Yes. The whole country is buzzing about it, so how could I not know?”

“Are you… Joking with me right now?”

“Not at all. How could I dare to joke with you, Chairman An? Haha.”

Despite his calm tone, Kim Jun-yong was still smiling.

This was an impossible sight under normal circumstances.

As if he were intoxicated, An Moo-seok’s voice grew louder at this seemingly drug-induced behavior.

“You find this funny!?”

-BANG

An agitated An Moo-seok slammed the table.

“When did I order the B-rank conquest, and why haven’t you even started? Do you think this is why I invest in you?! If we lose this bet, you’ll have to face the consequences!”

It was a matter of pride.

Since starting his business, An Moo-seok had never known defeat.

But now, for the first time in his life, he was facing the risk of losing.

And to an organization led by a young, arrogant upstart, with his incompetent son as a member, no less.

“Chairman An. Please calm down. What if you collapse from this?”

Kim Jun-yong maintained his smile, speaking in an unusually slimy tone.

Normally, he would have been tense-faced, repeatedly bowing and apologizing.

“You… What are you thinking?”

Only then did An Moo-seok notice something was off. As he spoke, he quietly pressed the emergency call button.

“Chairman An. You’ll need to come with us.”

“What…?”

Suddenly, the ability users standing behind Kim Jun-yong grabbed An Moo-seok.

“You think you’ll get away with this? Guards! Where are the guards!?”

“Those troublesome fellows have already been put to rest. Isn’t it illegal to possess guns in Korea? Well, we’ve made sure they won’t do such things ever again, so don’t bother looking for them.”

“Kim Jun-yong. You bastard!”

Ignoring An Moo-seok’s roar, Kim Jun-yong waved his hand.

“Take him comfortably. He’s a precious guest.”

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Ippotranslation

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On the way back to the guild office after finishing the conversation with Jeong Seo-bin.

Today too, Shin Tae-gil was silently driving the car.

“Mr. Shin Tae-gil.”

“Yes.”

“Shouldn’t you use a lower-ranking member for this kind of task?”

“How can I entrust you to a low-ranking member? Who knows what might happen.”

“Come on. When have I ever caused any trouble… No, what does that have to do with this?!”

When Shin Tae-gil didn’t respond, an embarrassed Kang Hyeon looked out the window.

“Mr. Shin Tae-gil.”

“Yes.”

“I’m planning to start YouTube in earnest from tomorrow. The things I mentioned before.”

“Hmm…”

“As you can see from this result, it’ll definitely be the most talked-about.”

“It certainly seems that way.”

“While drawing people’s attention here, we’ll also provide useful education. Isn’t it amazing whose idea this was?”

“…”

“Right?”

“Kang Hyeon.”

“Yes.”

“Have you noticed you’ve become quite unlikeable lately?”

“This guy just can’t take a joke.”

Clicking his tongue, Kang Hyeon turned his gaze back outside.

“Kang Hyeon. I’m asking just in case, but what are you planning to start with in the video?”

At Shin Tae-gil’s question, Kang Hyeon’s lips curled into a grin.

“Isn’t that obvious?”

“…?”

“We have to crush the goblins first.”

Kang Hyeon was already excited at the thought of teaching the goblins a lesson.

“Huh? Who’s that?”

Just then, Kang Hyeon’s smartphone rang.

As he fumbled to take out his smartphone, Shin Seong-a’s name appeared on the screen.

“What’s this about?”

They rarely contacted each other separately, always meeting at the guild office.

Kang Hyeon was momentarily confused but collected himself and answered the call.

“Hey, what’s up?”

-Kang Hyeon. It’s a big problem.

“What is it?”

-Chairman An Moo-seok has been kidnapped.

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Ippotranslation

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At the Badass Guild’s combat training ground.

In the center of this facility, completed a few days ago, An Yu-seong was swinging his sword.

“Haap!”

All around An Yu-seong, various items like maces, longswords, shields, and throwing weapons were scattered.

An Yu-seong was running around the training ground like a madman, using all weapons to attack the practice equipment.

“…”

The guild members of the dungeon conquest team 2, who were training together, stared blankly at the sight.

“He’s not human…”

Most of the Badass Guild members had never seen anyone other than Kang Hyeon in combat.

Their entrance exam was conducted by Kang Hyeon alone, and after that, dungeon conquests were carried out by teams.

From their perspective, even the team leaders were incredibly skilled, but An Yu-seong’s movements were on a completely different level from those team leaders.

In fact, just looking at his physical movements, An Yu-seong was far superior to Kang Hyeon, so their amazement was understandable.

“Haah…”

After raging for about an hour, An Yu-seong finally stopped.

“Still not enough…”

The recent battle with Veil.

At that time, An Yu-seong felt his limitations for the first time.

It was the first time he had encountered an opponent who surpassed him in strength, skill, and every aspect.

“Let’s go again.”

Just as An Yu-seong was about to resume training after catching his breath briefly.

“Vice Guild Master.”

A guild member approached An Yu-seong.

“Yes?”

“There’s a phone call…”

“Ah, thank you.”

An Yu-seong received the smartphone and checked the call log.

“Secretary Park?”

Secretary Park Yong-jin, who always assisted Chairman An Moo-seok by his side. The call was from him.

Since there was usually no reason for him to contact, An Yu-seong tilted his head and made the call.

“Yes, Secretary Park.”

“Young master. It’s a big problem.”

“What’s the matter?”

“The Chairman has been kidnapped…”

An Yu-seong’s expression hardened.

“What do you mean?”

This was impossible.

Chairman An Moo-seok’s security was the best in the country, and the Kangsihn Guild was always on standby by his side.

“Wait a moment, could it be…”

Suddenly, An Yu-seong’s intuition kicked in.

“Is it the Kangshin Guild?”

“Yes.”

His prediction was correct, but he felt no joy. An Yu-seong frowned, touching his forehead.

“Haa…”

“Fortunately, the tracking device the Chairman has is still working. But even this could become useless at any moment.”

“How about the vital signs?”

The miniature device that Chairman An Moo-seok carries not only tracks his location but also sends his vital signs in real-time.

“Fortunately, there’s no major abnormality so far, but we don’t know when those bastards might harm the Chairman. Young master, please help us.”

“…”

“Currently, all the bodyguards have been mobilized to chase them, but they’re also helplessly overwhelmed.”

The Kangshin Guild was ranked 6th domestically, one of the top-tier guilds.

Naturally, no matter how well-trained or capable the bodyguards were, they were no match for Kangshin.

“Secretary Park. Can you send my father’s location to my smartphone?”

“Yes. I’ve already taken care of that.”

“Alright.”

An Yu-seong immediately got dressed and left the training room.

“Where are you going?”

“Shin Seong-a. It’s urgent, so please tell Kang Hyeon right away.”

An Yu-seong briefly explained the situation to Shin Seong-a, whom he met on the way, and gave her Secretary Park’s number.

“I’ll come with you.”

“No. Older Sister, please quickly bring Kang Hyeon.”

“But…”

“We don’t have time to argue now.”

Suddenly, a fire lit up in An Yu-seong’s eyes.

Seeing this unfamiliar side of An Yu-seong, Shin Seong-a could only nod.

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Ippotranslation

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‘Where are they going…’

The location confirmed on the smartphone was constantly moving farther away.

It seemed they would soon leave Seoul.

“Damn it!”

He didn’t know when the tracking device would be discovered. Even if it wasn’t, if those bastards hid in a dungeon, the signal would be cut off.

An Yu-seong, who had gotten into a red sports car, stepped hard on the accelerator.

-Screeech!

With a strong friction sound, the car shot forward.

-Vrooom!

“You crazy bastard!”

As the sports car raced down the road, endless precarious situations unfolded.

The vehicle’s speed had already exceeded 100km/h.

“If I can just get out of Seoul, I can catch up.”

Once out of the complex urban area, the situation would be much more favorable for him with his faster speed.

‘What am I doing right now…’

Suddenly, thoughts rushed in.

‘Father… Should I be going out like this to save that man?’

Thinking back, there were no happy memories at all.

Since An Yu-seong was young, An Moo-seok had been busy with business, and as An Yu-seong grew up, there was only contempt, verbal abuse, and physical violence.

‘Father. If that man were gone, wouldn’t my life be happier?’

Father, who had only been an object of fear and disgust.

Did he really need to save him?

Such questions kept flooding in.

“Fuck!”

An Yu-seong shouted to shake off his thoughts and pressed the accelerator even harder.

The sports car left a red tail as it sped down the road.

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Ippotranslation

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“Where are we going?”

It was Chairman An Moo-seok’s private sedan.

That vehicle was specially manufactured to block external threats.

But now, it was rather playing the role of isolating An Moo-seok from external help.

“Chairman An.”

Kim Jun-yong, the guild master of Kangshin, opened his eyes at An Moo-seok’s question.

“Shut up. I don’t want to bother touching your body either.”

“You guys… Did you approach me with this intention from the start? Urgh!”

Suddenly, Kim Jun-yong reached out and grabbed An Moo-seok’s face.

“I told you to shut up. Just because I can’t kill you doesn’t mean I can’t hurt you.”

“Urghh!”

The strong pressure on his cheeks felt like it might break his bones.

“As a smart man, I think you would understand.”

“Hak, haa…”

An Moo-seok, who had been groaning in pain, was finally able to come to his senses when Kim Jun-yong let go.

“Where… Where are we going?”

Although it was painful, An Moo-seok couldn’t stop.

The conversation here was being transmitted to Secretary Park Yong-jin in real-time.

‘If their goal was my life, they had countless opportunities. But they didn’t kill me. They must want something.’

He had to keep talking endlessly to reveal their intentions, purposes, and identities.

“Sigh, was this old man always this talkative?”

Kim Jun-yong shook his head with a tired expression.

“Should I just knock him out and go? Huh?”

“Try if you can. I’ve lived long enough. Do you think any threat you make will work? Haha!”

An Moo-seok laughed boisterously. Seeing this, Kim Jun-yong’s face twisted severely.

“Has he gone senile? Why are you acting up like this!? Huh!? Should I just kill you?”

“Kill me. If you can.”

“Arghhhh!”

Kim Jun-yong, who had been banging his head against the car seat unable to contain his anger, suddenly stopped.

“Hey, Chairman An Moo-seok. Don’t tell me you’re acting up because of that?”

“W-Wait!”

Kim Jun-yong suddenly lunged at An Moo-seok and tore off his skin.

Hidden inside was the miniature mechanical device that An Moo-seok had been concealing.

“Argh!”

“This little device. Did you think I wouldn’t know? Aren’t you underestimating me too much?”

“You…”

“Haha! Finally back to your usual self. It’s really funny that someone like you was acting up just because of this, isn’t it?”

-Crunch

The precision device crumbled helplessly in Kim Jun-yong’s hand.

Seeing this, An Moo-seok’s head dropped lifelessly.

“I pretended not to know just to see this! Hahaha! It’s so fun. Hey, Chairman An. Nothing left to say now, right? Huh? So just shut up and let’s go quietly.”

It was when Kim Jun-yong was excitedly chattering away.

“Guild Master!”

“What?”

“Someone is following us.”

“Didn’t I tell you not to report every little thing? Take care of it.”

They had already blown away five of An Moo-seok’s escort vehicles that had been chasing them.

After that, it had been quiet, and they thought they had given up, but it seemed a new vehicle had caught up.

“It’s… Not an escort vehicle.”

“What?”

“It’s a red Lamborghini Aventador…”

Hearing those words, An Moo-seok’s head lifted.

A red Lamborghini Aventador.

It was one of the vehicles his son, An Yu-seong, drove.