The Byeok Sword Manor’s patriarch, Byeok Cheol-Gun, welcomed Jang Hyun-Chul, even though the latter had come without informing him in advance.

“Welcome.”

“I’m sorry for barging in without notice.”

“What do you mean? We’re in-laws. You’re always welcome. However, considering you came here without telling me ahead of time, you’ve probably got an urgent matter for me.”

“Yes, I’d like your help in taking care of something.”

“What is it?”

“A customer of ours came to the Myth Vault today to withdraw 500,000 silver nyang.”

“500,000 silver nyang? It’s got to be difficult to pay him that amount all at once.”

“Naturally, it’s our obligation to return the money entrusted to us by the customer, but 300,000 silver nyang of his money came from interest.”

“He has accumulated more in interest than the principal amount. How long did he entrust the money to you for it to reach that situation?”

“Thirty years.”

“Huck, that customer is amazing. He managed to keep that much money untouched for thirty years. Why are you telling me this, though?”

“To be honest, we find paying that much interest unacceptable. I think it would be a hundred times better to invest in the Byeok Sword Manor than to give the money to a complete stranger.”

“Be that as it may, if you don’t pay him, won’t the Myth Vault’s credibility drop?”

“That’s why I need your help.”

“What do you mean?”

“I think it would be great if you can orchestrate...