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Chapter 68
LeeDo Group Chairman’s Office
Lee Sang-byeok was exhaling cigarette smoke while spreading out a newspaper. Through the hazy smoke, his expression looked somewhat displeased.
“Disappointing, disappointing. Were these the best the kids could do… tsk.”
On the page he was looking at was an evaluation sheet that coldly analyzed the weekly issues and performance of guilds.
It was a fairly accurate evaluation, reliable enough that even experts sometimes cited it, and today, during the off-season, a special edition with a comprehensive review was published.
Ẇ е b̆ ň o v е l̊ Е̄ nū_m а̊
The part that made Lee Sang-byeok uncomfortable was this:
<Dynasty Guild>
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League 2 / 4th place / Promotion probability 41%
: Last season, LeeDo Group acquired it, and it instantly rose to the top tier. However, its actual performance was slightly disappointing considering the money invested…
“As befits the heir of the owner, they deserve high marks in business terms, but they failed to properly develop the raid teams…”
Lee Sang-byeok let out a bitter laugh as if speechless.
W̆ е̃b̆ nо̂ṽе̄ l̂ Eṅu mа̀
“Can’t live up to the money spent? Unbelievable.”
“LeeDo’s kids.”
It was a term referring to the LeeDo family’s children who had become guild leaders in various regions.
The core of LeeDo Group’s plan was to operate guilds while investing in regional development under the pretext of “local economic growth,” cultivating a positive image.
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They had invested an unimaginably astronomical amount of money, but…
“The best-performing one is in 4th place… and not even in the first league, but in the second league…”
Е ñ u m а̄
The top, the peak, first place.
Lee Sang-byeok’s obsession with being number one was already famous in the industry.
His life had been that way. Elementary school dictations, academic competitions, the college entrance exam, even marble games in the playground as a child—he had never once not been first.
He had to be the best. That was what the LeeDo name was about.
But here it was: 4th place.
And the more shocking fact: this was the highest among the kids he had invested in.
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“The ones who inherited my blood are floundering. They took blood-money from my pocket and are now mocked for not being worth it.”
Normally, Lee Sang-byeok would have flown into a rage, but the number 4 was even embarrassing enough to make anger awkward.
At that moment, Yoo Cheol-ong, who stood by his side, offered cold water and calmed the master.
“Calm down, Chairman. This is a gossip magazine; they deliberately wrote it provocatively. Your grandchildren are by no means incompetent.”
“4th place. Not 1, not 2, not 3—4th. I didn’t even know such a number existed. I can’t believe this is the highest. And yet they say it’s not poor performance? Cheol-ong, am I going senile? Is it time to rest?”
“The guild scene has many variables. For your grandchildren, who know nothing, not being relegated and merely maintaining their status is already excellent. And some young masters and young ladies even delivered results.”
W̌ ѐb̄ n о̇.vеl Е̊ ṅu ṁа
“That’s for ordinary people. If they inherited my blood, they shouldn’t be showing me a report like this. Just think of the money they took from me.”
“…It’s rare for a new leader to achieve results in the first year. And…”
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“Enough. Stop. Rare doesn’t mean impossible. Right?”
“….”
Yoo Cheol-ong was not defending them due to any personal relationship.
He simply knew that the blood relatives of his master struggling would irritate Lee Sang-byeok, so he defended them desperately.
Е nu_m̀ а̂ . і̄ d
Perhaps sensing this, Lee Sang-byeok’s furrowed brows gradually relaxed.
“Stop the posturing. Give me ‘that.’ The thing you’re holding.”
Bowing, Yoo Cheol-ong handed over what was in his bosom.
It was a newspaper—the Busan Ilbo.
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Lee Sang-byeok unfolded the warm newspaper, heated by Yoo Cheol-ong’s body temperature, and as he opened the first page, his eyes twitched. Yoo Cheol-ong silently smiled.
The face on the front page was Lee Shin’s.
Ѐ ň um̊ӓ
It was a photo of him looking at the sea while wearing a safety helmet.
“I thought he got into trouble again… Next time, at least use a blinker.”
“Apologies.”
“Ugh, that apology of yours…”
The article reported that a part of the demolished site would be turned into a cultural space for public use.
“Look at this kid. After pouring my blood money into demolition, the guild leader doesn’t even think about making a profit and just gives it away like this?”
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“It was dead land that no one could use. Rather than building something, he thought it was urgent to show a vision for the land.”
“Did that brat think that far ahead?”
“It’s guild business, isn’t it? About the guild…Chairman, you even praised young master Lee Shin.”
Indeed.
Even Lee Sang-byeok, notorious for being stingy with praise, had applauded after seeing Park Su-bin and Yu Rira’s performance in the final of Round 19 match.
He even installed a large screen on the office wall to enjoy the game.
È num̈a .і̌d
At that time, he clapped and said:
“These kids are naturally different, true geniuses,” adding—
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“—I can’t help but praise the insight in discovering such hidden geniuses.”
“Enough. Stop! Stop it.”
Lee Sang-byeok covered Yoo Cheol-ong’s mouth, muttered embarrassedly, and silently read the newspaper.
“They’ll probably start the construction right after promotion, huh?”
Ё n̆ úm̌а̌
“Yes. As the article says, they’ll gather people with a walkway, festival, and marine leisure sports, and begin construction of a new stadium simultaneously with promotion.”
“This kid, for all his faults, has quite a good plan, huh?”
“The timing is perfect.”
“Construction second priority? I should make sure he doesn’t get dragged into the kids’ quarrels.”
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“Chairman, speaking of the kids’ quarrel…”
“What?”
W̆ е̇b̈ñ о_v е̄ l Е n umа́_
“This time, a congressman named Jung Wook tried to interfere with young master Lee Shin’s project.”
“No need to know the petty names. You mean this project?”
“Yes.”
There was no reason for Yoo Cheol-ong to be so cautious over a mere local congressman. Then…
“Which one?”
“Miss Lee So-yul.”
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“Huh, her? How long has she been back from the UK? Did she have connections in Yeouido?”
“Well… young master Lee Myung-hwan seems to have helped.”
“Ah, of course, the ones God dislikes are conspiring together.”
No matter how they hid it, it was like being in the palm of Buddha.
There was no way to evade Lee Sang-byeok’s gaze in this empire.
Until now, there had been one exception.
Ѐnú m̈á._іd
“Leave it. Kids grow through fights.”
“Understood.”
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“By the way, that congressman—is he sane? Why involve himself in a kids’ quarrel? If you claim to be a politician, know when to intervene and when not. Tsk.”
“I’ll deal with it immediately.”
No further explanation was needed. For them, a congressman’s value was exactly that trivial.
“Fascinating.”
Еn.umâ
The article was full of praise. People were praising in unison. It was being recognized.
Just a few days ago, Lee Shin had been taken out of a mental hospital. The same kid who had been locked up at home to prevent mischief. He crawled into this office with a perfect face, kneeling and saying, “Grandfather, I want to run a guild…” and skillfully seized the last chance he begged for with all his stake.
Who would have imagined that our family’s troublemaker would be a genius troublemaker?
Could this really be your path?
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Lee Sang-byeok stared at Lee Shin’s photo in the newspaper for a while, when his eyes fell on an evaluation sheet rolling on the floor.
A wave of displeasure surged.
W̌e̊ b̌n оve l̆ Еṅú ṁ а
While the troublemaker proved himself against the world’s criticisms, the ones he thought capable were floundering even with better environments and more support.
Now, who is the real troublemaker?
Suddenly, a lightning bolt seemed to strike in Lee Sang-byeok’s mind. The corner of his mouth twitched.
“Cheol-ong.”
“Yes?”
“Shall we see the kids’ faces after a long time?”
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“I’ll prepare them immediately.”
“Good.”
Putting together the underperformers with the currently top-performing Lee Shin in one place?
“This is exciting already.”
Lee Sang-byeok smiled for the first time in a while.
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W е̊b n̆о v̈ ẽ l̊ Ên ů m̂ ӑ
― “Let’s see your face.”
This was the phrase needed for Lee Sang-byeok to gather the heirs of the LeeDo family in one place.
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It wasn’t an order, nor did it carry any coercion, but nothing more or less than this one phrase made all the LeeDo heirs, who had been scattered across various places because of guild matters, rush barefoot to his mansion.
Among them was Lee Shin.
Of course, he hadn’t come in the same frantic rush as his cousins.
At first, with a mountain of tasks like facility expansion, the Dragon King Palace project, and off-season power adjustments, he had tried to brush it off with a “I’ll come later~!”…
Е̌nům̃ӓ
― “Shut up and come. Don’t mess around.”
… Lee Shin was a dutiful grandson. If he weren’t, he would have ignored it even if it was a message from his grandfather, so in any case, he was dutiful.
Carving out time from his busy schedule, Lee Shin opened the study door and stepped out.
He stood for a while with a sullen expression, staring at the closed door.
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“Busy as hell, and I’m not even training a puppy.”
But at the voice that followed, he quickly hid his sulky expression and had to pull out the mask of a flustered “kind older brother.”
Е n u m̆ а̄
“Oppaaa!! Watch your mouth!!”
“Uh? Uh! Yoon-ji!”
A girl approached Lee Shin with a bright, cheerful expression.
She was his biological younger sister, Lee Yoon-ji, whose name used the characters for “beautiful” (贇) and “branch” (枝).
“Why didn’t you answer the phone!!”
“Uh? Uh? Did you call? I didn’t get it… oh, you called. Hahaha. By the way, Yoon-ji, why have you grown so much? You’re as tall as me now!”
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“Aigoo… I’m all grown up now too!”
“Wow, our Yoon-ji became an adult while I wasn’t looking.”
Like brother, like sister.
The genetics of this family made sense; Yoon-ji also boasted considerable looks, almost like a noble young lady from a fairy tale.
“Dad said to take care of you!”
“Oh my, that guy’s getting weaker. How did he know I’m weak for our pretty Yoon-ji… aaah!”
W̄ е̌b̂ n о̆v́е l Еňu m̄ä_
“What do you mean ‘that guy’ to Dad! Really!”
Lee Shin laughed even as his side was pinched.
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After returning from a mental hospital, Yoon-ji was the one who, with warm words, reminded him that he still had family, even when his parents barely spoke to him.
Amidst a family obsessed with money—money, money, money—Yoon-ji’s warmth and kindness were almost miraculous.
Perhaps that was why even the previously eccentric “Lee Shin” showed surprisingly normal behavior toward Yoon-ji. Thanks to this, the siblings were quite close.
Led by Yoon-ji, they stepped out into the yard.
Wе̂bn̆ о̌ṽ е l̆ Е̊ň um а̌.
Exaggerating slightly, it was almost like a prairie—“vast” would be a better word than “big.”
On one side, chefs were preparing various cuisines: Korean, Chinese, Japanese, Western.
Knives moved so fast their hands were invisible, and celebrity chefs more famous than most entertainers could occasionally be seen.
Yet no one dared to assert their presence—after all, this was the mansion of the giant Lee Sang-byeok.
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There, leaning against a tree, was a young child; the woman squinting under the bright sun, startled, was the daughter of a major law firm; in a corner, a man glanced around while smoking—a second son of the country’s leading media corporation.
This is the LeeDo family—the pinnacle of the nation, a true royal family.
Ẁ е̊ b̂ nо́ v́ è_ĺ .Ѐn̆ ü m̀ а
And then:
“Oppa! Don’t eat with your hands!”
“This is good. Want some, Yoon-ji?”
Among this royal family, the true blue-bloods were these two.
Yoon-ji chided Lee Shin for eating LA ribs with his hands, while Lee Shin, his mouth smeared with sauce, let himself be led by his sister.
In the LeeDo family, they were the most legitimate bloodline.
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If this were a manga analogy, they would be Celestial Dragons.
Therefore, when they appeared, everyone held their breath, focusing on every move they made.
“Hmm, am I being sensitive? Why does it feel like everyone’s staring at us?”
Seeing Yoon-ji’s innocent glance around, Lee Shin smirked with sauce on his lips.
“My dear little sister, have you ever heard of ‘public enemy’?”
“Public enemy??”
Еṅ u m à . ĭ d
“Enemy of the public.”
Lee Shin proudly pointed to himself with his thumb.
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“That’s your oppa.”
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