Chapter: 691

Those words made Chun Yeowun puzzled. It was a simple question, but Chun Yeowun was able to understand two things from it. Firstly, the Alumni unit struggled with not just the Golden Council, but also the West Spear, a group made up of the same eunuchs.

Secondly, among the spies the elder found out, one could have been a spy of the West Spear and not the Blade God Six Martial clan.

‘This isn’t turning out any easier.’

The task was turning more difficult as the Imperial forces were getting involved. If this was going to continue, then the probability of his task ending up in vain intensifies.

‘I have no intention of diving into muddy water, but...’

He had to check. He had to get the doubts out of his mind to proceed further. If there is a spy of the Blade God Six Martial clan, then, there is a high chance of the spy collaborating with an Alumni who has power in the Imperial Palace.

“... I don’t need to answer.”

Chun Yeowun deliberately answered as such.

Thanks to that, Daedang-Du was convinced that he was the man who received the order from the West Spear.

‘I am sure that he belongs to the West Spear. To seek out such a great master... those bastards don’t spare any money because they side with prince Gan Tae-sik. But if I try to persuade this man.’

Not only will West Spear’s plan fail, but even the strength of the Alumni would grow stronger.

If that happened, the name Daedang-Du would be recognized by the public and get promoted to a high official position in the future, this made Daedang-Du try and convince him.

“Hear me out, please. I can be of huge help to you. I don’t know what they offered you in return, but we can offer you ten times of what those West Spear have told you.”

“Do you see me as someone who changes sides for money?”

If he changed sides too easily, it would lead to suspicion, so he deliberately bounced off the suggestion. And it seemed effective. Daedang-Du turned anxious at those words, not knowing what had to be done.

‘He is a real piece. Uh, uh, then...’

When Chun Yeowun didn’t change sides as expected, Daedang-Du drew out the last straw.

“Since you are such a talented person, with a little merit, the council may take you in as a recommendation to be placed under his majesty the Young King.”

‘Young King?’

Young King, Zhu Tae-Yoon. The first prince of the empire and the one closest to being crowned as the successor. Numerous officials were rooting for him and among the three forces of the Imperial Palace, the Alumni were acting as his limbs.

Earlier, he remembered when the gold guards were talking, they said something about the Young King having guards.

‘This has turned out to be more annoying than I thought.’

The worst and the most annoying situation is for the Blade God Six Martial clan to be related to the Young King. If so, then their purpose wouldn’t just be to hold the Moorim under their hands, but also the Imperial family.

Eventually, Cun Yeowun decided to play according to his own pace.

“... Can you really put in a word to the Young King?”

‘I did it!’

Although he seemed reluctant, Daedang-Du was pleased with the positive response. He was so happy that he didn’t even think of anything else.

“Is- isn’t it natural? If a word from someone like me is sent, even the Young King would be pleased. Even if that doesn’t go through, I’ll make sure you get some merit.”

Thud!

“Ugh!”