TL: FoodieMonster007
"What did you just say?" Seonwoo Jin repeated, his mouth twitching.
Haha, he can't control his expression at all. Watching Seonwoo Jin's half smiling, half frowning face, Hyonwon Kang felt a wave of satisfaction wash over him.
"Shall I repeat myself? I asked how I can run for Club Union President," he said, grinning smugly.
"……" Seonwoo Jin clamped his mouth shut, eyes fixed on Hyonwon Kang as if trying to decipher his real intentions.
Before he could respond though, soone else burst out in anger.
"Stop spouting nonsense! You, running for Club Union President? You clueless imbecile!" Oh Jinyang shouted, his face turning crimson as he rudely pointed at Hyonwon Kang.
The other students kept quiet, but their displeased expressions mirrored Oh Jinyang's.
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"What's the big deal? Can't I even ask a simple question?" Hyonwon Kang casually dug into his ear and flicked so yellow earwax at Oh Jinyang's shirt.
"EWWW! You filthy thug!" Oh Jinyang shrieked.
Hyonwon Kang retorted, "You wanna fight again? Although I have to warn you, since I've already apologized and started my new club, I have no reason to just stand here and take your crap anymore."
"Keuk…!" For a mont, Oh Jinyang clenched his fists, but he soon swallowed his rage, unable to bring himself to strike an unrestrained Hyonwon Kang.
Smirking, Hyonwon Kang turned back to Seonwoo Jin. "Hey, Seonwoo Jin."
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"……"
"I'm pretty sensitive to qi, you know? I noticed you watching from the sidelines while I was getting beat up."
Looking flustered, Seonwoo Jin began, "There seems to be a misunderstanding…"
"Misunderstanding, my ass," Hyonwon Kang cut him off with a sly grin. "I know you stepped in late on purpose so you could play the hero. You've always loved doing that, haven't you?"
"……" Seonwoo Jin bit his lip. He, Hyonwon Kang, and Peng Sahyuk had known each other for a long ti. After all, as families renowned for their blade techniques, the Hebei Peng Clan, the Hyonwon Clan, and the Seonwoo Clan frequently held gatherings.
This was also why Hyonwon Kang understood Seonwoo Jin's true nature better than most. Beneath the surface, Seonwoo Jin was anything but the nice guy everyone believed him to be.
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Hyonwon Kang snorted, "Now that Peng Sahyuk's gone, you're aiming to take over the Club Union, aren't you? You opportunist bastard."
"That's a bit harsh, don't you think?" Seonwoo Jin replied, forcing a smile.
Unfortunately, once Hyonwon Kang started talking, there was no stopping him. He hadn't really ant to run for Club Union President; he only said it to annoy Seonwoo Jin. However, now that it was out in the open, he wasn't about to back down.
"Harsh, my ass. You're just that annoying. I'd rather be the Club Union President myself than see soone like you take the position. So, how do I apply? Do I just fill out a form here?"
Hyonwon Kang glanced around at the Club Union mbers nearby.
"As for you lot. When Peng Sahyuk was throwing his weight around, you were the foxes borrowing the tiger's might, basking in his authority. Now that he's gone, aren't you quick to cozy up to Seonwoo Jin? Don't you have any pride?" he scoffed.
"Peng Sahyuk was a tyrant."
"We were forced to do what we did!"
Hyonwon Kang chuckled derisively, "Oh, really? So you agree that Peng Sahyuk was a tyrant, but still chose to suck up to him, licking his boots and feeding off his scraps instead of standing up to him, right?"
"Shut up!"
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Insults flew at Hyonwon Kang from all sides, but he didn't care. Shrugging nonchalantly, he remarked, "When I beco Club Union President, the first thing I'll do is get rid of all you sycophants. Just giving you a heads-up."
After venting his frustrations, Hyonwon Kang felt completely refreshed.
Suddenly, amid the angry shouts, a clear voice, sharp as a blade, cut through the noise.
"Fine, go ahead and try," Seonwoo Jin said. "I was getting bored without any real competition, and people might start whispering about unfairness if there was a walkover. If I win the election fair and square, though, no one can say a thing, so this actually works out pretty well for ."
"What?"
Seonwoo Jin's gentle smile vanished, replaced by an icy glare. "Soone bring the election application form," he snapped.
It was a command, not a request. A Club Union mber hurriedly complied and handed the application form to Hyonwon Kang.
"The Club Union President election is in fifteen days. Normally, anyone with black marks on their record isn't allowed to run, but I'll make a special exception for you," Seonwoo Jin added.
Hyonwon Kang had enough violations on his record to be banned from running, yet with a single word, Seonwoo Jin approved his entry. It was clear who held the real sway in the Club Union.
"What are you waiting for? Fill it out and submit it. Unless what you said earlier was just bluff," Seonwoo Jin taunted.
"Bluff? Don't co crying to when you regret it later." Hyonwon Kang grinned fiercely as he filled out the form and handed it over.
Seonwoo Jin extended his hand for a shake. "Now that it's co to this, let's have a friendly competition," he said.
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SMACK!
Hyonwon Kang coldly slapped Seonwoo Jin's hand away, growling like a predator eyeing its prey, "Friendly competition? Yeah, right. Starting today, it's war. I'm gonna destroy you, so you'd better be ready, you son of a bitch."
"……"
Turning on his heel, Hyonwon Kang stord out of the Club Union building.
And that was how, right after founding the dicinal Cooking Research Society, Hyonwon Kang found himself running for Club Union President.
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