Revenge with the Power of the Final Boss-Chapter 127

Seo-jin shouted in despair. He had no idea how he could ever pay for his sins. A part of him wished someone would just kill him and cast him into hell, as if that might be a fitting end.

"Ugh… AAAAAHHHH!"

His screams of agony and sorrow echoed endlessly. From outside the door, Kim Yoo-jung stood frozen, tears streaming down her face.

"Seo-jin…"

Hearing her beloved son’s cries, Yoo-jung was overwhelmed with despair. Her inability to do anything to alleviate his suffering made her feel utterly powerless.

At the same time, questions filled her mind.

"What happened to him? What did Seo-jun do to him?"

The thought of Seo-jin visiting Seo-jun that morning and returning in this state left her desperate to uncover the truth.

"Whatever it is, I’ll figure it out."

Kim Yoo-jung, a woman cold and ruthless toward anyone but her husband and son, was now consumed by her maternal instincts. Her icy demeanor and lack of compassion for others had never extended to Seo-jin. She would have gladly sacrificed herself for him.

Yet now, her son had been reduced to this, and her anger boiled over.

"That ungrateful brat! I’m the one who gave birth to him. He should be grateful and sacrifice himself for me, not the other way around!"

Her mind twisted with selfish logic. She believed it was only right that Seo-jun, the child she brought into the world, should willingly endure anything for her sake.

If their roles had been reversed and her parents had sold her to villains, Yoo-jung would have sought revenge even more viciously than Seo-jun. But she saw herself as inherently different, inherently better, and therefore justified in her hypocrisy.

"Dear."

Kim Yoo-jung turned to find Baek Hyung-won, who was seated with a sullen expression. She approached him and called out softly.

"How is Seo-jin?" Hyung-won asked, his voice heavy with concern.

"He’s not well. We need to find out what happened," Yoo-jung replied.

Unlike before, when they could order others to investigate, their circumstances had drastically changed. By the end of the day, they would no longer hold any authority in the Baekho Guild.

Hyung-won and Yoo-jung had chosen to relinquish everything to protect Seo-jin, yet the current situation was even worse than they’d anticipated.

"You’re right. We must head to Kangin Academy and find out what Seo-jun has done," Hyung-won said, his tone bitter.

Even though they’d agreed to publicly release the damning video, the fact that Seo-jun had reduced Seo-jin to such a state was unforgivable in Hyung-won’s eyes.

"I should’ve taken care of him when Seo-jin was born!"

Hyung-won silently cursed himself for not eliminating Seo-jun sooner. From the moment Seo-jun had refused to sacrifice himself for his younger brother, Hyung-won had seen him as a problem.

Of course, Hyung-won’s hypocrisy knew no bounds. If anyone had told him to sacrifice himself for a sibling, he would have resisted with every fiber of his being. Yet he felt no contradiction in demanding such from Seo-jun.

"I’m coming with you," Yoo-jung said firmly.

"Are you sure that’s wise?" Hyung-won asked. "You should stay here and look after Seo-jin."

"No. Seo-jin won’t even let me into his room. Staying here won’t help," she replied.

"Very well. Let’s go together," Hyung-won said with a resigned sigh.

With that, the two of them set off for Kangin Academy. This time, however, they were entirely alone.

No longer accompanied by Baekho Guild’s forces, the couple made their way to the Academy. The guild’s internal structure was already fracturing, with many refusing to follow Hyung-won’s orders for fear of retaliation from Seo-jun.

Hyung-won seethed silently.

"Those insolent fools. They’ll pay for this once I’ve rebuilt my power."

Arriving at Kangin Academy as Seo-jin’s parents, the couple still had access to the grounds, though the atmosphere felt heavier than the day before.

Standing in front of the Dean’s office, Hyung-won banged on the door, calling out imperiously, "We’re here! Open the door!"

In front of the Dean’s office, Baek Hyung-won continued speaking to Baek Seo-jun in a casual, commanding tone, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

If he hadn’t known Seo-jun’s true identity and had only known him as “Kim Ho-jun,” he would have begrudgingly used honorifics, no matter how humiliating it felt.

But now that he knew Seo-jun was his own son, acknowledging him as a superior was out of the question.

Even though he had fallen from grace, Baek Hyung-won couldn’t bring himself to bow to Seo-jun.

"There’s no way I’m lowering myself to that insignificant brat."

Being Seo-jun’s biological father gave him, in his mind, all the justification he needed to act this way. Thus, he spoke in informal language, barking commands outside the door without a hint of shame.

Creak—

The door to the Dean’s office slowly opened, and Baek Hyung-won and Kim Yoo-jung stepped inside together.

As they entered, their eyes fell upon Baek Seo-jun, seated alone on a sofa in the center of the room. His calm and composed demeanor stood in stark contrast to the tension crackling in the air.

***

My wives had concealed themselves for the time being, watching the scene unfold from a distance.

This was to avoid the possibility of Baek Hyung-won and Kim Yoo-jung spewing nonsense at them.

Of course, my wives wouldn’t waste their energy fretting over such trivialities, but there was no need to engage in unnecessary confrontations either.

After all, those two were about to face their inevitable downfall.

"Finally, the time for revenge has come."

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I smirked inwardly, watching Baek Hyung-won and Kim Yoo-jung, who had come running to me in desperation after what happened to Baek Seo-jin. With a calm, measured voice, I asked,

"So, what brings you here?"

At my question, Baek Hyung-won ground his teeth, and Kim Yoo-jung glared at me with venomous eyes.

It was clear that Baek Seo-jin’s condition had dealt them a heavy blow.

"You insolent brat! We’re the ones who brought you into this world! How dare you speak to us in that tone? You ungrateful, disrespectful wretch!" Baek Hyung-won spat, his voice seething with indignation.

I let out a cold, mocking laugh in response.

"If you’re going to harp on about how I should be grateful for you giving birth to me, raising me, sheltering me, and feeding me, then answer this—do you truly believe you treated me as parents should?"

"You damn ungrateful brat!"

Baek Hyung-won gritted his teeth hard enough that I could hear the faint grinding sound. Yet he held himself back from losing control and lashing out physically.

I could clearly see just how deeply they still despised me, how little they truly thought of me. To them, I was always nothing more than a disposable tool.

And now, that very tool, which should have been discarded long ago, had not only survived but was actively orchestrating their ruin. It must have been unbearable for them.

On top of that, their most cherished son, Baek Seo-jin, had been reduced to a hollow shell. Now, they stood on the precipice, trying to decide whether to swallow their pride or cling to it.

"Either way, the outcome will be the same," I thought.

Finally, Baek Hyung-won spoke, forcing a sigh through his clenched teeth.

"Fine. Baek Seo-jun, explain what you did to Seo-jin."

He was clearly trying to appear composed and rational, attempting to take a measured approach. But his words carried the unmistakable tone of someone who still viewed me as beneath him.

If this had been the version of me from 14 years ago, I’d have been boiling with rage at his insufferable arrogance, calling it “the same bullshit, just dressed up a little better.”