Chapter 555: Yanluo Qin's Fate

“Bloody hell…” Qin Ye nearly tore his robes in half when he read this statement.

Can you please record things in an unbiased fashion?!

How did things suddenly take a turn for the weird? Were all the compliments earlier just to lead up to these deflating remarks?!

“Thus, Yanluo Qin chose to head straight to Lee Jung-sook’s stronghold, and therein lay the first coincidental encounter. Kim Tae-ji happened to have made a trip down to Lee Jung-sook’s building, and was just enjoying a glass of wine on her own.”

Hoo… Qin Ye took a deep breath and tightened his grip around his robes so hard that his knuckles went white.

Qin Ye’s heart tingled with pain.

“This theorem posits that the less likely something is to happen, the more likely it will occur and give rise to a surprise encounter. After all, coincidences are the occurrences of such improbable events that one does not even address its mind to it or anticipate it. They can appear as far-flung as the planets in outer space, yet everything still comes together to form the completeness of the universe.”

“For instance… the Hungry Ghost Festival…”

Calm down… calm down… What’s the point of getting upset at an inanimate object? This is probably nothing more than the weight of cognitive dissonance telling you that Brother Xu is the dominant one, while you are the submissive one…

“When he first discovers these records and reads it up to this stage, he will experience the weight of cognitive dissonance with the notion that Big Brother Xu is the dominant one, while he is the submissive one… That’s right. Congratulations on the realization. Unfortunately, you will continue to be a plaything dancing about in the palm of the esteemed Second King Yanluo of Hell until you finally gain full mastery over Fate!”

For some strange reason, the golden words on his robes appeared to jump out at Qin Ye as though they were exerting dominance over him altogether.

What the hell… Do you… have a problem with me?

“He did not expect Ahn Jun-ho to have passed on. This slip-up on his part triggered Kim Tae-ji to call in her assassins. The fate of her entire family rests in Lee Jung-sook’s hands. Naturally, she was inclined to take out every single person who may threaten Lee Jung-sook’s life… including a certain toad lusting after a swan’s flesh.”

He pulled Fate out of the pocket of his robe, opened the lid of the toilet bowl, and then held Fate over the gateway to the sewers, “I’ll give you one chance to amend its content.”

It held fast to its belief that Qin Ye would never dare to flush it down the toilet bowl.

“Obviously, the firearms used by mortal assassins were completely useless against Yanluo Qin. Eventually, Yanluo Qin discovered Lee Jung-sook’s secret room where she performed seances to communicate with Ahn Somi. He performed the ritual and called upon Ahn Somi. Fortunately for him, Ahn Somi couldn’t resist Yanluo Qin’s paper-thin Yin energy, and she inadvertently revealed her true form to him.”

“This led to Qin Ye’s discovery of the existence of the second liaison officer. There couldn’t have only been one liaison officer. After all, Ahn Jun-ho had already died as a result of the accident, and no seance could put him in contact with an empty shell of a living dead whose physical body was already buried deep in the ground. Therefore, Yanluo Qin knew at once that there was a second liaison officer, and he could even tell that it was alive.”

Fortunately, Qin Ye was already numb to Fate’s propensity to self-aggrandizement. He read on.

“Meanwhile, Ahn Somi was the nominal daughter of Ahn Jun-ho, and the truth of the matter was that she was an evil ghost. She had never expected Emissaries of Hell to show up at her doorstep so quickly. In fact, she hadn’t even expected to hear from them in the first place! Here, it would be poignant to point out the fact that there was another coincidence of fate at play right here.”

“Being finally faced with the prospects of establishing a whole new underworld and fulfilling the dreams that he had held dear to his heart for centuries on end, Liu Yu was filled with such excitement that he began to send out invitations to the surrounding underworlds before the script of death had even come to fruition.”

“After all, it was necessary to give other underworlds sufficient notice to make the necessary preparations. The more important and powerful the lord of each underworld, the busier their schedule would be. He wanted nothing more than a bright, banging ceremony to declare to the underworlds around him that Hell had finally allowed him to establish his own country! This was incredibly important if he were to go on to interact with others on the international arena. After all, unless Hell gave its nod of approbation, nobody would dare to interact with one of Hell’s vassal states as an independent underworld for fear of straining relations with Hell itself.”

“And to that end, Ahn Somi was clearly unaware of the fact that she had already been swept into the powerful storm. She was unaware that Hell’s Emissaries had arrived in Daehan, and she naturally saw no need to be vigilant against Lee Jung-sook, even though the last time they had communicated with each other was over a month ago. Unfortunately, their next communication was also Ahn Somi’s fated finale.”

“Credit where it was due, Yanluo Qin has slowly begun to seize the initiative ever since the Hungry Ghost Festival. Incidentally, it is worth mentioning that he was not the most intelligent leader, and was even by nature a coward.”

He nearly couldn’t resist the urge to flush the robe down the toilet bowl at once!

“Rumyantsev also discovered the existence of an Emissary of Hell, and he reported it accordingly.”

“Thus, an interesting twist occurred.”

“As far as the Russian Underworld is concerned, the ability to communicate directly with Hell is far better than speaking through Liu Yu as a conduit. Why should one owe a favour to a mere vassal state when they can ingratiate themselves to one of the top underworlds in the netherworld?”

“Unfortunately, there is no way to tell what the Russian Underworld is about to do, because the contemplations of an entire underworld is quite different from that of an individual emissary. Their considerations extend well beyond personal gains. Thus, they did not overtly search out the location of Yanluo Qin.”

“Liu Yu’s story has crumbled, but he doesn’t even know it yet. He had personally made the butterfly effect at the imperial court meeting last year that triggered the mighty storm to which he is currently at the mercy of. He would never expect to be cut out of the script of death in such an abrupt and discreet fashion. The Yin Chik-ha of ‘A Chinese Ghost Story’ was a role that can be played by almost anybody. Liu Yu was hardly a chosen one as he thought.”

“Is that even possible?”

“Yanluo Qin, the incumbent Third King Yanluo of Hell, was no different from a hungry dog clinging on to every piece of meat that it could find. The Russian Underworld had only overlooked such a possibility because they could not even begin to fathom the current state of weakness of the new Hell…”

“The perspectives of the parties had clearly given rise to a blind spot that one Mr Dogballs decided to lap up happily. What happens next? Stay tuned for the installment of the series!”

Qin Ye nearly flipped.

And why isn’t there anything else apart from this?! Is that all your analysis contains?! Do you know what kind of review you deserve?!

Xu Yangyi, I demand to know what the meaning of this is! Why couldn’t you just finish writing the entire story and let me know how it ends? How can you just write half of it and leave me in the lurch like this?! Do you know what death by a thousand cuts means?!