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Kkiik. The door of the cabin opened.

A figure stained with blood from head to toe entered the cabin with a sinister smile.

Cheong looked around the cabin and snorted.

“Oh. I know this. Collecting souvenirs from serial killers, right? This guy was a real bastard.”

The scene in the cabin was adorned with silk on the walls, hair ornaments, and women’s accessories such as clothing hooks.

Either he had a hobby of collecting women’s items, or…

Either way, it was not a wholesome hobby.

Chae Nam-jeong quickly spoke up.

“Me, Nangja. Please listen to me!”

“Nangja? Me? Still not coming to your senses?”

In the central region, Nangja was a term used to refer to a woman who was more than a friend but less than a lover.

Sojeo is a term closer to a respectful title.

From the first meeting, acting familiar with a woman was equivalent to introducing oneself as a frivolous man who reveals his lustful desires.

“No, Sojeo. Please listen to me. Even though we met under unfavorable circumstances…”

“Just a moment.”

Cheong interrupted Chae Nam-jeong.

“I’m thinking. Wait.”

“…?”

“No, just asking.”

The eyes that had turned crazy turned towards Chae Nam-jeong.

“How would you like to die? I’ve tried various things, but nothing seems to please me.”

“Well, I don’t have to die…”

“No.”

Cheong decisively cut him off.

“It wouldn’t be fair to let only you live, right? And you have the highest cultivation point. Is there anyone who just eats side dishes and leaves the meat?”

I don’t know what she means, but at least I understand that she won’t let him live.

Chae Nam-jeong gathered his courage.

“If you touch me, my father, the Chief Inspector, will not stay silent! Our father is a high-ranking official!”

Acheong tilted her head.

“Well, isn’t that obvious? It’s weirder if a father stays silent after his child is killed. So, what’s the matter? Tell your father to do something. Middle-aged health is all about exercise. Haha, a virtuous son is born.”

“You’re crazy! Completely insane! Gajang, what are you waiting for! Get rid of this woman quickly…”

Chae Nam-jeong’s words trailed off as Gajang, who was escorting him, blurred.

Suddenly, there were only two people left in the cabin.

“Oh, he was sneaking out quietly earlier. There’s nowhere to go even if he escapes from the ship. No need.”

“This bastard…”

“It’s okay. The order of departure is just a little different. That’s all.”

And then.

Chae Nam-jeong fell to the floor and cried out.

“Please spare me! I will live humbly from now on with a repentant heart!”

“Oh…”

It was a dignified bow with his forehead clearly visible.

Cheong couldn’t help but admire his respectful posture.

But that’s that, and this is this.

—-

As Cheong grabbed Chae Nam-jeong by the hair and dragged him onto the deck, she met the standing men without daring to look them in the eye.

They were men with double-digit evil deeds.

Cheong threw Chae Nam-jeong to them.

Chae Nam-jeong flew roughly and fell at the men’s feet, writhing.

Because, when the bones of a person’s arms and legs are shattered, the only action they can do besides writhing is nothing.

Acheong, holding a bottle and glass, leaned against the railing and threw out another word.

“Cut.”

It was an abrupt remark.

The men exchanged glances busily, and the smallest of them spoke up.

“If you say to cut…”

“What’s there to cut from a man? It’s a pepper, a pepper. I’m not really into cutting myself. Do you all have a hobby of watching men’s genitals?”

At that, the writhing Chae Nam-jeong had another seizure.

“Ahh! Ahhh!”

The person who had their tongue cut off and their jawbone broken made a desperate effort to speak, which was remarkable.

Even after becoming mute and disabled, that seemed to be something precious.

If it was so precious, it should have been treated with care.

Despite Cheong’s polite request, the men hesitated and didn’t know what to do.

ChaNamJeong is the illegitimate son of the Chief Police Officer.

Opposing Chanamjeong was like cutting off the lineage of the Chief Police Officer’s family.

How could they handle the aftermath of that?

Cheong chuckled and urged, “Turning a hostage into a hostage-taker. Ah, it’s a vicious cycle. Anyway, since it’s one of the two, make a decision quickly. Come to think of it, you don’t even need to see it with your eyes if you just stab with a knife.”

The men were taken aback.

No matter how fearful the aftermath was, what belonged to others was not more precious than what belonged to oneself.

“I’ll count to ten. Ready. One, two, three…”

Then the men rushed towards Chanamjeong.

For a while, due to the lack of a tongue and a jaw, there was a feeble scream.

However, even though it was a feeble scream, the desperation was real.

Acheong drank in response to that sound.

Although it was still bland, the taste of the alcohol was exceptional as he enjoyed it against the backdrop of a beautiful moonlit view of the Gudanghyeop.

“Ah. This is good….”

While life in Sinnyeomun was enjoyable, there was still a realization that one had to shed blood once in a while to survive.

It would be nice to live happily ever after with laughter, but well…

In the end, they were strangers.

Ironically, there was accumulated resentment in harmony.

Oh, goodness. What a ridiculous idea at a good time.

Cheong clapped her hands, trying to brush off the sour emotions.

“Alright. Let’s head to the nearest port to find our way. Where is the nearest port?”

“It’s Uichang…”

“Then let’s go there. Come on. Let’s move.”

However, the men hesitated and didn’t move.

“Everyone?”

“……”

“……”

Surely not. It can’t be.

Acheong tried to cheerfully say, “Who knows how to sail a boat here, raise your hand!”

“……”

“……”

“You don’t have to be embarrassed, just raise your hand confidently.”

“……”

“……”

Oh. This is not good.

Did I kill them without thinking too much?

Seomuncheong, the day of the shipwreck.

—-

The second day of the shipwreck.

These bastards tricked me.

They said there were thousands of boats on the Janggang River, so we could ask for help.

But there wasn’t a single one.

The people on the boats didn’t even know how to sail.

It was truly unforgivable.

I couldn’t stand the sight of them fooling around on a subject they knew nothing about, so I made them clean the ship and handle the bodies.

The less experienced ones kept vomiting at the sight of the bodies, which only made the cleaning messier.

But I kept making them do it, and they soon got used to it and threw the bodies straight into the sea, no, the river, with a splash.

The supply officer who was on weekend duty understood the deep meaning behind why I kept giving them tasks from cleaning the floor to sun-drying, now that I could finally understand.

Supply officer, I miss you.

The third day of the shipwreck.

I found the guy who had run away and was hiding.

It was quite amusing.

The fourth day of the shipwreck.

There are still no boats today.

The banquet food is starting to spoil.

I remember the days when I woke up in the middle of the Central Plains.

Those were the days when I survived by eating food waste.

But even then, there was a sense of romance.

When I defeated beggars and confidently claimed the rights of the victor, I felt like I owned the world.

Thinking about it now, it’s a bit pathetic, but oh well, what can you do.

People shouldn’t lose their original intentions, damn it.

I’m not the type to get sick from eating.

And those bastards from Banwolgaekjan.

I swore to burn them all when I became a master.

On the day I return to Geonpyeong, Banwolgaekjan will finally meet its destined destruction.

No, thinking about it again, it still pisses me off.

Once a person decides to live, they should.

Oh well.

Pigs who steal food should die.

Death penalty.

Day 5 of being stranded.

It seems like we’ve entered the sea.

Surrounded by water, with thick fog obscuring everything.

They call it a lake, not the sea.

Those bastards must be the ones who lied, saying there’s no need to worry since thousands of ships pass by every day.

You really have to be gullible to believe them.

Anyway, I found maggots in the banquet food, so I bent a knife to make a fishing hook and tried my luck.

Caught quite a few.

Made several fishing hooks and gave them to the liars, who went crazy with joy.

They were ecstatic over a meal with parasites in it.

I just can’t understand it.

Day 6 of being stranded.

Today,

-Ship! Ship!

-Help! Please save us!

The commotion in the distance caught Cheong’s attention.

It was just a diary entry written for fun, with food and drink in the cabin.

Heading out to the deck, he saw men running around.

They seemed on the brink of death, but suddenly looked rejuvenated.

And a massive ship emerged through the dense fog.

Cheong was taken aback.

Is that a ship, or a mirage?

No, could primitive China have such technology?

A huge ship of unimaginable size displayed its grandeur.

Simultaneously, a booming voice echoed.

It was the voice of a master with authority.

“How dare you defy the Golden River Command! You dare to stick out of your puny little boat!”

The Golden River Command managed the Yangtze River.

They were also known as the Water Police.

They claimed to be the owners of the river, with the Golden River Command as a prime example.

Their statement meant they wouldn’t allow any ship to pass through the river without their consent, a declaration that required a sense of ownership.

Of course, government ships were an exception.

If they interfered with government ships, a fleet armed with the latest cannons would come after them, leading to their destruction.

The same fate awaited the Golden River Command if they overstepped their boundaries, lasting at most two days.

Thinking about the ship not appearing even after two days of the declaration, the disappearance of ships on the river would likely take longer.

That was the reason Cheong had to drift.

“You! Raise the ship immediately and kneel down!”

However, the drift was still ongoing.

There was no one capable of handling the ship.

“Stop, stop! What are you thinking! Damn it! Everyone, prepare for impact!”

The master’s voice became urgent.

Watching the approaching Golden River Command ship, Cheong realized.

Ah, it’s a ramming tactic.