YM778.TV Chapter 472: Black Yaksha
Chapter 472: Black Yaksha
“Thank you. I can’t wait.” The shades concealed her bloodshot eyes due to the lack of sleep last night. With a faint smile, she strode right into the arms of the welcoming party and marched off with them.
“Not good.” A middle-aged man behind her glanced around and responded with a hushed voice, “We’ve already dismissed our communications executive because of the poor manner in which they’ve handled the situation. However… what’s done is done. What’s more important is to salvage the situation.”
Lee Jung-sook drew a deep breath and sighed softly, “I didn’t expect things to come to this either. We’ve already recalled the general manager in charge of the operations here. I want us to issue a sincere apology in three days’ time.”
Lee Jung-sook shook her head, “First, we’ll have to locate the source of the problem. I’ve looked through the design drawings. The model in question implements the most cutting-edge technology publicly available, and there aren’t any issues with the design in theory.”
The lady glanced around warily, before taking two steps forward and whispering softly, “He hopes that we’d be able to settle the issue as quickly as possible. Otherwise, he won’t be able to suppress the tide of public opinions much longer.”
“Don’t worry. Nobody’s there.” The lady bowed respectfully, “As you’ve requested, we’ve already put up a maintenance sign on the door.”
She was an extremely disciplined lady.
The restroom was extremely clean. There were white tiles, and a faint scent of sandalwood filled the entire area. As soon as she stepped into the restroom, she immediately bit down softly on her lips, “Do you really have to watch a lady do her business in the restroom?”
She didn’t head into the cubicles.
“Lee Jung-sook, you’d best not try anything funny.” Crow Tengu cautioned with a hoarse voice, “Do what you must with your exploding cell phones, and then get the hell back to Daehan immediately! Otherwise… I’ll personally see to it that you return in pieces!”
She made her way straight into the innermost cubicle, drew a deep breath, and then… knocked softly on the partition separating her and the next cubicle.
Knock, knock… knock… Just then, two long knocks and one short knock responded on the very same partition wall.
It was incredibly faint, almost as though someone had buried their face in her hands, biting her lips hard and sobbing because of excessive fear.
Then, mustering the calmest voice she could, Lee Jung-sook responded, “9.30 a.m. You’re bang on time.”
Knock!
“Sister Jung-sook!!” The voice from the next cubicle hissed, “But… but we’re practically sabotaging ourselves! We’re causing the Samsung phones manufactured to combust and explode on their own! W-what are you trying to do? Isn’t Samsung a business you’ve built up from scratch?!”
Her voice appeared to soothe Huizhen’s roiling emotions.
“After all, I’ve got the final say when it comes to the appointment and removal of directors in Samsung.”
“Continue.” Lee Jung-sook, “Continue until the problem is uncovered.”
She couldn’t afford to stay for too long. After all, suspicions would grow if she did.
“Are you trying to get yourself killed?!” Lee Jung-sook barked through gritted teeth, “Crow Tengu and Black Yaksha are out there right now! They can easily summon an entire army of Yin spirits out of nowhere. We’re talking about evil ghosts that have been notorious in Nippon for thousands of years, second only to Izanami who emerged into prominence a century or so before they did. You’re bound to be killed as soon as they discover your presence!”
“Are you deliberately allowing defects in the parts just so that you have a reason to come to Cathay? We’re talking about a market comprising 1.5 billion people! Why do you have to do this? Didn’t you say you were unafraid of death?”
“Sure, I might not be afraid of death itself, but that’s on condition that I’m the one seeking my own death. The situation would be completely different if others are plotting against me.”
“Do you know how they stare at me back in Daehan, even when I’m eating? Given their presence across the entire East Continent, the only countries that they wouldn’t dare make a move against me would be Cathay and Hindustan. I’m willing to give up on the entire Cathayan market if that means preserving my own dignity and pride. The competition here is too stiff anyway.” After drying her hands, she opened her cosmetics bag and gently traced lip gloss over her lips again, “I recall that… the Hungry Ghost Festival is coming up again soon?”
“Think about it…” She packed up her cosmetics bag and slowly sauntered to the exit, “When Yin spirits come out to play, only to be greeted by the presence of two Nipponese Infernal Judges, how do you think the Cathayan Emissaries of Hell will react?”
Unfortunately, Lee Jung-sook had already walked away from the mirror by now. The mysterious presence manifested on her brooch and continued to holler madly, “Are you sure you’ve thought things through?! That’s the Crow Tengu and Black Yaksha that we’re talking about! Existences that have ravaged Nippon for centuries on end! Their names can be found on every record of Nipponese legends and myths! They’re even older than Oda Nobunaga! How could you smuggle them into Cathay like that?! And without suppressing their abilities to boot?!”
Lee Jung-sook’s heels clacked against the white tiles of the restroom as she responded with a voice that was as calm as ever, “Don’t worry, these are all evil ghosts that have only experienced death once anyway. Besides, who is to say that my life experiences are any less than theirs? I’ve done my fair share of time in the mortal realm after all…”
Two weeks later, Martial City.
It was everything he could have asked for, save for the companionship of a hostess.
Who could’ve imagined that there would be so many things to be done in the mortal realm after becoming an Infernal Judge? He had an appointment with the representatives of a website today, while his schedule tomorrow was completely blocked out for a series of media interviews. In short, his schedule was absolutely packed. In fact, as soon as news got out of his ascension to an Infernal Judge, he had received a multitude of solicitations from all over the world by various means - including even requests for his cell phone number.
“Speaking of which, what reason is there for me to remain in the mortal realm?” He stared blankly at the ceiling and wondered aloud, “Hell can already hold its own by now. Rather than struggle to earn merit points back in the mortal realm, why not devote all of my attention to Hell instead? Besides, it’s not as though there’s no benefits in setting about my business back in Hell. In fact, all ground-breaking achievements in Hell come with commensurate benefits! So what the hell am I still doing here?!”
Just then, his cell phone buzzed.
“Hurry up!” He answered the call, only to be greeted by the bare-chested body of Local Bully. He had evidently just emerged from the showers, “I’ll forfeit my surname if we don’t stomp some pub games today!”
With that, they immersed themselves right into the arena of summoners.
Time flew by in the blink of an eye, and it was soon midnight. Qin Ye stared at the series of losses on his record of games, and he couldn’t even bring himself to cuss and swear at anyone.
And he would even foil his teammates plans to gank the enemy forces!
“Bloody hell… you guys are trash… When the hell can I get out of the silver mire…” Qin Ye slumped back onto the sofa with great despondence. Fortunately, the fact that he was now a Judge meant that he no longer needed food or sleep. This meant that he had essentially gained far more time to work with at night.
“Perhaps it’s these people that are holding me back right now…” He sighed softly as he pulled out his phone, staring at the group video call involving several people who were still brimming with energy. Qin Ye yelled, “You guys are pieces of shit!!!” And then, he couldn’t help but smile once more.
This is a rather… fascinating feeling…
With that, Qin Ye shelved his thoughts. But just as he was about to march into the showers to freshen up, a voice suddenly echoed in his ears.
It was Arthis’ voice.
Has Three Lives, Three Worlds worked?
Then, three seconds later, he reappeared in his room once more, picked up a sack of catnip, and then vanished again.
1. They were playing LoL.