Chapter 21: I Need Professional Help


    Confused, Cheong Cheon asked, You want the will?


    Yes, in exchange I will keep quiet about this case and help you eliminate the side effects of the Blood Rain Demonic Art.


    You havent ripped it or burned it already, have you?


    <em>That would ruin all of my efforts till now</em>


    Fortunately, Cheong Cheon shook his head. He had only hidden the will, not destroyed it. However, he then firmly refused my request, saying, I have no intention of revealing the contents of the will. Id rather die than reveal the fact that <em>he</em> is my biological father


    Tsk tsk, how could you be so naive?


    Naive?


    This is a free trantion. You should not be seeing ads.


    I clicked my tongue in annoyance and asked, Is your name clearly written on the will?


    No. That man wrote that he would leave all of his possessions to Heo Cheon


    CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!


    I pped my hands and smiled broadly, saying, Really? Thats even better.


    Whats so good about it? He reced thest name that I got from my mother without permission! Cheong Cheon choked.


    However, he hadpletely missed the point I was trying to make.


    Your name is Cheong Cheon, not Heo Cheon, right?


    Yeah. So?


    Y arent you reading this at ?


    I smirked. What? I couldnt help it, dont judge me. I was just too happy that the chances of my plots sess had increased tenfold.


    Actually, it doesnt matter if even it says Cheong Cheon. Do you honestly think that youre the only person named Cheong Cheon in the world?


    With Cheong Cheons intelligence, he should figure out my aim now that Ive already given him so many hints.


    Wait, dont tell me Youre going to pretend to be me and get the inheritance?


    Ding! Correct answer! My n was to im to be Heo Cheon and take the inheritance that the rightful heir abandoned.


    Its not that difficult. All I need is an ID card and a human face mask for disguise.


    Youre wrong, it isnt that easy. Do you think those two would easily believe a stranger theyre meeting for the first time? Especially when the inheritance is at stake? Theyll definitely do a background check


    <em>Those two meaning Madam Son and the bodyguard Bok Man-Chun, I suppose. Theyre the ones most closely connected to the Old Man Heo inheritance case, and also the people who had been closest to him. If I fail to deceive them, then I can pretty much wave the money goodbye.</em>


    Well, that was impossible, since I possessed the ultimate weapon against them, and that weapon was standing right in front of me.


    I decided to give Cheong Cheons troubled mind a few more hints, saying, Sigh Please think it over again, starting with who you are.


    Y arent you reading this at ?


    Who I am? Cheong Cheon bowed his head and sank into deep thought. After some time, he raised his head and stared at me nkly.


    I wasnt asking you to ponder the nature of human existence! Now tell me, what do you do for a living?


    I-Im a constable, Cheong Cheon replied hesitantly.


    Unlike him, though, I was overjoyed, because his job was the answer to all of my problems. Although many martial artists looked down upon constables, their real valuey not in martial strength but something else: political power.


    Thats right! Youre a government official who passed the martial arts exam.


    The Superintendent was the highest-ranking official in the precinct, followed by several Deputy Chiefs, and then the Constables. From one perspective, constables seemed fairly insignificant, but on the other hand, they were also the ones who visited the scenes of crimes and solved cases, leading a team of even lower ranking officers.


    To put it simply, the constables were the people personally responsible forw enforcement in the city.


    The reason Old Man Heo had first approached Cheong Cheon was probably to bribe him, but it was then that he discovered how alike they were.


    Anyway, back to the conversation. Regardless of how upright Constable Cheong Cheon had been before murdering Old Man Heo, he had undoubtedly formed a lot of connections while working in arge city like Nanchang.


    Forging an ID card should be childs y to you, right?


    Such a thing


    You can be my guarantor, too.


    Read this at , or else.


    Uh


    If he decided to ept my offer, Cheong Cheon would be my partner in crime. Well, he was already a criminal, but now his crimes would increase.


    Choose, I pestered. I didnt want to give him time to think and reconsider. Will you work with me and receive treatment for the side effects of the Blood Rain Demonic Art? Or.


    I smiled coldly and threatened, Will you die after having your deepest secret revealed to the world? Oh, Im sure the Murim Alliance will also torture you to get information on the ck-robed man who gave you that demonic art.


    Youre not even giving me a choice to begin with.


    Cheong Cheon looked at me with a pale face and nodded slowly.


    At the top floor of the Scarlet Pce, Madam Son smiled happily, stroking the jewels and gold bars currently filling her safe.


    Y arent you reading this at ?


    Beautiful, just beautiful.


    She had seen countless beautiful women and men over the years, but they all ultimately grew old and withered. Only gold and treasures would never age or betray her.


    That was why, as a person who appreciated beauty, she had naturally fallen in love with gold.


    <em>Its all mine. Not just this Scarlet Pce, but also that old mans inheritance!</em>


    As she recalled the face of the dead Old Man Heo, Madam Sons expression hardened.


    <em>That cunning old snake finally got his just deserts!</em>


    Although she had been his mistress for more than thirty years, things werent always smooth sailing, especially in the beginning when Old Man Heo had often whipped her humiliatingly. Fortunately, his temper had mellowed out with age, and his mind often drifted off, calming some of her resentment against him.


    CLINK, CLINK.


    If that stupid son hadnt killed him, I would have eventually killed him with my own hands.


    However, she wouldnt have done it in such a shy way. One drop of poison in his wine, and that would be the end.


    <em>Ahh, if only I could have seen his tormented face as he died! Its a shame, but at least I didnt get my hands dirty.</em>


    She caressed the gold and treasures gently, muttering, Now all I have to do is find the  wees you.


    Old Man Heos only son Heo Il was dead, his wife was long dead, and being an orphan, he didnt have any other rtives either. She didnt know how many illegitimate children he had, but it didnt matter.


    There were no legitimate heirs to his inheritance left, which meant that as long as she found the will, she would be able to do whatever she wanted with it.


    No, even if she couldnt find the real will, she could just forge one.


    <em>All I need is his official stamp and a sample of his handwriting. After that, Ill hire a forger from the Ignoble Sect and bribe the officials with my prettiest girls</em>


    All straight men suffered from two fatal ws: women and money. For her, the proprietor of one of the top ten brothels in Nanchang, obtaining those two was as easy as pie.


    Ho ho ho! she roared withughter, feeling so thrilled that her heart was about to leap out of her chest and take flight.


    However, just as she was fantasizing about what she would do with Old Mans Heos money, Constable Cheong Cheon knocked on her door. She opened it, only to discover that Cheong Cheon was apanied by the bodyguard Bok Man-Chun and a man she had never seen before.


    Suddenly, an unexpected wave of anxiety hit her. She nervously asked, Why are you here?


    Id like to talk to you in private. Can you send the others away?


    At Cheong Cheons request, all the employees were sent away, leaving only Cheong Cheon, Madam Son, Bok Man-Chun, and an unknown man behind.


    Cheong Cheon then delivered the groundbreaking news with his trademark expressionless face, saying, I found Old Man Heos will.


    Y arent you reading this at ?


    Eh? Madam Son eximed.


    WHAAAAAT? Bok Man-Chun bellowed, abruptly jumping to his feet.


    Cheong Cheon beckoned him to sit back down and continued, I thought that I should first discuss this with the two people closest to the victim, so I gathered everyone here for a meeting.


    <em>Hmm, his expression is even stiffer than usual today,</em> I observed.


    Meanwhile, Madam Son felt like she just had a heart attack. She suddenly had a hunch that something bad was going to happen. <em>Of all people, why did it have to be the incorruptible Constable Cheong Cheon who found the will? If Old Man Heo wrote something unfavorable to me in there</em>


    All of a sudden, you found the will Bok Man-Chun was equally nervous, but for different reasons. Now that his employer was dead, he was unemployed. Therefore, depending on what was written in the will, he might or might not still have a job waiting for him.


    Bok Man-Chuns eyes slowly shifted to the unknown young man next to Cheong Cheon. By the way, who is this person? Is it alright for him to hear all of this? he asked.


    ording to the will, he is Old Man Heos heir.


    WHAT?


    WHAT DID YOU SAY?


    Madam Son and Bok Man-Chun shouted at the same time and turned to stare at the man. His facial muscles seemed to be as stiff as Constable Cheong Cheons, which was to say, he waspletely expressionless. He was also taller and gave off a colder impression than the constable.


    Nice to meet you, the man greeted, before slightly raising the edges of his mouth and dropping a bombshell, My name is Heo Cheon, and I have brought my fathers will.


    If youre seeing this, you are at the wrong ce.


    Cheong Cheon summed up the contents of Old Man Heos will, which stated that he would hand over all his property to his son, Heo Cheon, when he died.


    Madam Sons face reddened as she stood up and shrieked, Thats nonsense! I wont ept a man Ive never seen before as his son!


    As expected, she had no intention of giving up the Scarlet Pce. On the other hand, Bok Man-Chun appeared to be in deep thought.


    Madam Son continued ranting, We dont even know if hes real or fake in the first ce! And the will could be fake too


    Cheong Cheon cut her off firmly, saying, I checked the authenticity of the will myself. The will is real.


    B-But


    I told you I that I have already confirmed it.


    Ahh, the tyranny of a civil official over them poor plebeians.


    B-But Madam Son stuttered, but she was interrupted by Cheong Cheon yet again.


    This is a non-profit trantion. Ads? What ads?


    The authenticity of the will has already been confirmed. I also checked his identity myself. If you continue to doubt them, I will have no choice but to treat it as you rebelling against the government.


    T-Thats not what I meant.


    Madam Son was practically withering under Cheong Cheons icy gaze It seemed that he was putting much more effort into his acting than I thought he would, although perhaps that had something to do with how Madam Son had thrown his mother out of the house.


    <em>Well, its about time for me to step up.</em>


    I politely asked Cheong Cheon, Constable Cheong Cheon, would you mind excusing yourself for a moment? Id like to have a word with these people.


    Alright. Cheong Cheon nodded reluctantly and left the room.


    You ought to read this at .


    I waited for him to go out of earshot, then whispered, My mother was a maid who used to work at my fathers house.


    I told Madam Son and Bok Man-Chun Cheong Cheons life story, but I changed the location to another city, omitted the job details, and said that my first time meeting Old Man Heo was when I visited Nanchang a few months ago.


    Oh no You must have had a hard time, Bok Man-Chun said, shaking his head sadly at Heo Cheons (fake) sob story. He was a very emotional man and a romanticist.


    So I have a proposal for the both of you.


    The two peoples expressions changed at the word proposal. Madam Son looked wary, while Bok Man-Chun appeared half apprehensive and half excited.


    I dont know much about business, and Im not confident in managing the businesses that myte father left behind.


    Old Man Heo had been a big-time loan shark, but that wasnt his only foray into business. He also owned several brothels, inns, restaurants, and tradingpanies. He even had an escort agency under his name, albeit nominally.


    Obviously, that was too much for a former martial arts instructor like me to swallow. That was why I came up with a certain  wees you.


    I need professional help, I said.


    Id rather have these two on my side than make enemies out of them, as even a mouse will bite a cat when you back them into a corner. Therefore, I figured that if I dangled a carrot in front of them, their greed and future prospects would take priority over any concerns about my identity.


    Also, Id like to fold the moneylending business.


    That was my agreement with Cheong Cheon. Profiting off themonfolks suffering was not something he could stomach, and I agreed with him.


    Read this at , or else.


    After all, my goal in this life was to avoid being hated as much as possible. I know that sometimes I would have no choice, but in those situations, I was resolved to eliminate all seeds of grudges before they could grow strong enough to threaten me.


    Other than that, I had no ns on interfering with the other businesses.


    <em>Of course, I could also just sell everything and use the money to buy spiritual herbs, butgiving up a stable ie for immediate gain is the epitome of foolishness.</em>


    I looked directly at the two and said, Will you help me? Youll pretty much just be continuing whatever it is youre doing now.


    <em>If you refuse, then Ill just kick you out!</em> I didnt voice my thoughts out loud, but everyone present was smart enough to guess what would happen if they rejected me.


    Alright, leave it to me! Bok Man-Chun was the first to answer. My proposal was a good one for him, and he knew it.


    I understand. Ill work with you. It took a little longer, but in the end, Madam Son also agreed.