Book 4 Chapter 5
A raid with a conspiracy and a bet
Chui Il-tae’s sword, which had been silently staring at the flickering candlelight,
disappeared in mid-air for a moment. Or so it seemed.
Then, the shadow of the candlestick, which had been swaying on the floor, shattered into eight pieces.
And the light in the room vanished.
While practicing, a figure flowed into Chui Il-tae’s room as if seeping in. It was a stealth and infiltration technique so clean and perfect that a criminal could not even imagine it, a skill that would be a model for all hermits (all hermits existing in the darkness).
“…… Is it Il-bi?”
Even his presence, fixed in the darkness like a seeping shadow, could not deceive Chui Il-tae’s keen eyes. Chui Il-tae pinpointed the presence of the seeping darkness.
“It seems your skills haven’t rusted yet. How did you know?”
Il-bi’s figure revealed itself to Chui Il-tae’s left. He didn’t want to be caught off guard by an surprise attack from behind, so he chose to reveal himself to his left. It was a common, albeit strange, characteristic of masters of stealth like himself and Chui Il-tae that they never liked the presence of another human behind them.
“Among those I have a relationship with, who else could visit here without being detected by my senses besides you?”
Though his words were spoken calmly, his heart was also stirred. Just as Il-bi was flustered by his presence being detected beforehand.
The reason for his agitation was that Il-bi’s revealed position was to his left. Choosing the left, which was inevitably less skilled than the right, was the most common and universally plausible, and therefore commendable, choice of position. This is because if the opponent is right-handed, their left-hand skill will inevitably be less than their right hand. In other words, to counter an opponent positioned to his left, the movement path would be longer, and the ability to cope would inevitably decrease. However, it was not a courteous act for a visit. Not when confronting an enemy, at least.
“Did we even have a relationship?”
Il-bi said, with a blunt and cold tone, feigning surprise at this new revelation. However, Chui Il-tae seemed unfazed, as if he simply attributed Il-bi’s chilling demeanor to his innate personality.
“Tsk! You’re still as cold as a block of ice. But what brings you here? If you came all the way here, I expect some meteorological anomaly tomorrow.”
If it were something grander, perhaps he could expect a celestial anomaly like the sun rising in the west. That Il-bi was unaware of Chui Il-tae’s indulging in such whimsical thoughts was a blessing for their already awkward relationship. At least, it prevented further deterioration.
“In life, there are often times when one must do things they don’t want to. For me, it was just my unlucky day.”
His words were as cold as if he were expelling the Ice River Divine Skill (Binghe Shen Gong) ten-star power from his mouth. However, Chui Il-tae seemed to have learned the Sun Palace Sun Divine Skill (Taiyang Shen Gong) by stealing it, as he remained completely unharmed by Il-bi’s extreme coldness.
“Do you have something to ask of me?”
At the mere two words, ‘to ask,’ Il-bi’s eyebrows twitched. Neither his reason nor his emotion could accept the word ‘request.’
“It is not a request.”
He spat out a cold wave from his lips through the vibrations of his vocal cords, his voice growing colder. Il-bi absolutely could not admit that he had come to ask Chui Il-tae for a favor.
“Then what is it? I can’t even imagine anything else.”
“I am conveying this as the commander of the Ten Secret Squad. It is an order from the higher-ups of the Nine Orthodox Society. I want you to take on a task. No, it would be more accurate to say you *must* take it on.”
Il-bi used the word ‘order.’ If it were someone else, Il-bi would have used the word ‘request.’ But he absolutely did not want to use the word ‘request’ with Chui Il-tae.
“Tsk, tsk, my friend. That’s what we call a request in our world.”
Chui Il-tae said with a pitying look, but Il-bi ignored him. He was on official duty. He shouted sharply.
“Speak accurately. We are not friends. I hope you will not use such unpleasant expressions again.”
Chui Il-tae, looking exasperated by Il-bi’s words, which felt like an ice pick forged from eternal frost hidden beneath his tongue, refrained from further argument.
“Yes, yes, I understand. Then, shall I hear your business? Why is the Nine Orthodox Society suddenly looking for me after I’d forgotten about it?”
Although he had been neglecting the affairs of the Nine Orthodox Society for a while, as a member of the Nine Great Sects, he could not outright refuse the request of the Nine Orthodox Society. If he did, Il-bi standing before him wouldn’t stand idly by.
“A test of one person!”
That was Il-bi’s (Il-bi) business.
Baek Mu-yeong, the greatest mind of the Nine Orthodox Society, always lived by the principle of utilizing whatever he could. His theory was that even seemingly useless and incompetent people could sometimes be of use. Therefore, even if others had given up on someone, if he himself deemed them useful, he would readily employ them as a pawn, despite the reservations of those around him. This matter with Chui Il-tae was also pursued in the same vein, without great expectations.
However, what Chui Il-tae did next would leave him astonished. Later, Baek Mu-yeong would deeply regret the decision he made at this time.
“Excuse me…”
Yun Jun-ho, who was walking alongside, hesitated and spoke cautiously. He seemed to have gathered his courage after much deliberation.
“Why? Is something wrong?”
Bilyeon asked in return.
“No. It’s just… I feel like someone has been following us from behind for a while…”
Unsure of his senses, his words were exceedingly cautious. Bilyeon smiled wryly as if it were amusing.
“Tsk, tsk, what a clumsy bunch of friends.”
Bilyeon said with a look of pity and compassion.
“What do you mean?”
Hyoryong, who was next to him, asked. He too had sensed the presence of the pursuer.
“I mean the people stealthily hiding behind us and tailing us. Jun-ho’s senses have caught them, so isn’t it a done deal?”
“Well, that’s true.”
How inexperienced could they be… Hyoryong agreed.
Bilyeon asked Hyoryong again.
“How many do you think there are?”
“Um, two… two people.”
“Wrong! Incorrect. Three. Shall we check?”
Suddenly, Bilyeon shouted.
“Hey, amateur stalker uncles. Even after all this, are you still not going to show yourselves?”
Then, figures emerged from the bushes behind them, parting them. There were two of them. Both were wearing green robes and carried Qinggang swords at their waists. Both had white headbands tied around their heads. Did that mean Bilyeon’s judgment was wrong?
“Who are you?”
Bilyeon asked as a matter of courtesy.
“There’s no need to ask for their names, even if they are such fellows.”
Just then, a loud and unhesitating voice echoed from behind.
Bilyeon turned his head and looked behind him. There stood Jin Seong-gon, Im Seong-jin, and other members of the Aesojeo Society. Even the extraordinarily obese Byeon Tae-ma, whose two legs were questionable in their ability to support his weight, was there. Surprisingly, his two legs could support his weight.
Jin Seong-gon and Im Seong-jin stepped forward and spoke with confidence. Their iron clubs gouged deep into the ground.
“If you have business with my junior, you must get my permission first.”
He subtly drew out the people lurking around and observed them. They were faces he didn’t recognize. Looking at the white headbands tied tightly around their heads, they were undoubtedly members of the Bingfeng Guardian Squad. His ears were also wide open, so he knew why they had followed Bilyeon. He too had been surprised when he heard the news. He had thought the informant was just playing a prank. However, after receiving the same news from three or four different sources, he confirmed that the news was true. He felt envious. Any man who knew her would have dreamed of it at least once.
In any case, the situation had already escalated, but even so, Im Seong-jin did not want to lose a newly acquired member to his club. He knew better than anyone that recruiting new members to a club like his was as difficult as picking stars from the sky. He did not entertain vain dreams, nor did he overinterpret the situation. He faced the reality as it was and found a way to cope with it. Misjudgment was free, but Im Seong-jin had long since surrendered that freedom.
The person on the right among the green-robed individuals wearing white headbands was named Kang Man-hyeon, and the person on the left was named Jeon Mun-yeon. Both were fellow disciples from the Jongnam Sect. Despite their appearance, they were considered talents in their sect.
When told to attack, the two indeed drew their swords and charged at him. Accordingly, the iron club in his hand slowly moved.
His club moved with the heaviness of Mount Tai. However, even with his slow strike, Kang Man-hyeon and Jeon Mun-yeon dared not act rashly. No, their entire bodies trembled, suggesting they were struggling to move. Their appearance, blocking the strike of his Seongshin Twelve Clubs, was so strained that it was pitiful.
The first to clash weapons was Kang Man-hyeon, who attacked from the right. The moment Im Seong-jin’s slowly moving club touched his sword, the Qinggang sword shattered like a piece of broken pottery dropped from the second floor.
“Bang!”
A deafening roar erupted. Seeing his comrade’s plight, Jeon Mun-yeon hastily swung his sword energy and attacked. This time too, Im Seong-jin’s club moved with the heaviness of Mount Tai. His sword seemed to be sucked in as it collided with Im Seong-jin’s iron club. This seemed to be a different move than the previous one. Jeon Mun-yeon’s Qinggang sword, which collided with this iron club, warped like taffy on a midsummer day. It was rendered incapable of performing its duty as a weapon.
“No, this can’t be!”
Jeon Mun-yeon, holding a sword bent comically like soft taffy, exclaimed in bewildered shock. How could he not be shocked when the sword he cherished had bent like taffy melting under the midsummer sun?
“Do you still want to fight?”
Of course not. What could a swordsman do without a sword? They remained silent, a sign of their defeat.
The fight ended anticlimactically with Im Seong-jin’s victory.
“Then go. And don’t ever bother my beloved juniors again.”
Only then did the two hastily move and leave the scene.
“Tsk, tsk. So weak. They’re an embarrassment to the name of Cheonmu Academy.”
Im Seong-jin spat out, looking at them disdainfully.
“But there’s still someone hiding and not showing themselves!”
Bilyeon said to Im Seong-jin, who was brushing off his hands. Judging by the fact that he didn’t care whether the previous two lived or died, they didn’t seem to be from the same affiliation.
“Hoho, you noticed too. Your senses are remarkable!”
Im Seong-jin admired with a pure heart. His presence was so subtle that he almost missed it himself, yet this dark-haired junior had noticed it.
He appeared as if from a mirage. He didn’t emerge from hiding in the bushes like the previous two. He magically appeared before them from the shadows of the building. However, neither Im Seong-jin nor Bilyeon seemed flustered.
“Gasp!”
Only Yun Jun-ho, who hadn’t sensed his presence, was surprised.
“Excellent shadow movement technique.”
It was a brief appraisal from Byeon Tae, known as a master of stealth.
“Oh ho, who is this? Isn’t it Chui-hyung, who hides from the sunlight?”
Im Seong-jin said with a look of overwhelming joy. Unexpectedly, the person who appeared was someone he knew.
“It’s been a long time, Seong-jin.”
The person who appeared as if by magic from the afternoon shadows was none other than Il-eun Mu-yeong, Chui Il-tae. The two seemed to know each other from before.
“Do you also have business with our cute juniors?”
“Of course, I have business here.”
He readily admitted to Im Seong-jin’s question.
“Then are you going to fight me as well? I won’t refuse.”
Im Seong-jin asked, his eyes gleaming sharply. Chui Il-tae shook his head.
“I will refuse that. Your iron club is too fearsome for that. I would rather not be crushed under your Bengun (崩棍).”
Chui Il-tae said, exaggerating a shiver. But his desire not to fight was sincere. Im Seong-jin, who subtly looked down on disciples from supposedly prestigious sects based on their origin, was by no means weak enough to be looked down upon. He was one of the few who knew how terrifying Im Seong-jin’s Bengun mastery was. He also knew that the taste he had just shown against the two guardian squad members was nothing.
“Then is your business concluded?”
He implied that if his business was finished, he should leave.
“There is still more. I just came here to propose a simple bet.”
“I can’t believe you, with your heavy backside, would move for something like that in broad daylight.”
For some reason, when did he make a bet with Bilyeon? Im Seong-jin, who knew quite a bit about Chui Il-tae’s eccentric personality, absolutely could not believe his words. There was definitely a hidden agenda he was unaware of.
“Then don’t believe me.”
The other party didn’t seem to be forcing him to believe, which made it even more suspicious.
“Fine. So, what is the content of the bet?”
“It’s fortunate that that child is from your Aesojeo Society. This should be something that would pique your interest as well.”
“The more you say that, the more curious I become.”
Im Seong-jin was truly curious. He was, by nature, a very curious person. Underestimating him because of his dull appearance could lead to serious trouble.
“In truth, what strength do I, so frail, have to fight and brawl? The only skill I possess is hiding and sneaking into places… Therefore, I want to compete with that skill…”
“To compete with you in stealth and infiltration techniques? That’s like asking me to lose before we even start. I cannot accept.”
Im Seong-jin stated flatly. There was no need to hear any further.
“Is that so? However, the person I am proposing the bet to is unfortunately not you. The person I proposed to is over there.”
Chui Il-tae’s finger pointed directly at Bilyeon.
“How about it?”
Chui Il-tae’s mouth opened again, directed at Bilyeon. Bilyeon replied to his question.
“I do not make bets.”
For a moment, disappointment was evident on Chui Il-tae’s face.
‘Did I misjudge the person? It can’t be…’
“…… Bets with little money involved.”
Following Bilyeon’s subsequent words, Chui Il-tae burst into peals of laughter.
“Hahahahaha! Of course. I couldn’t have misjudged the person. Don’t worry. The bet money will be substantial. We can probably secure that much by submitting a budget request. Then I’ll take it as your acceptance.”
“Wait. You haven’t even told me the content of the bet yet. You should finish what you say.”
Im Seong-jin interrupted, blocking the way.
“Ah, my goodness. It is to enter a certain place and retrieve a certain object.”
“The place?”
“It is a place that your Aesojeo Society members most want to enter but have never succeeded in infiltrating.”
“You… you don’t mean!”
“That’s right! It’s that place. It’s Baekhyangguan (White Fragrance Pavilion)!”
“Are you serious?”
Im Seong-jin exclaimed, his eyes wide.
“Of course.”
“Is this an order from your superiors?”
Im Seong-jin remained cautious.
“Would those stuffy old fogies order something like this? They would try to stop it by any means necessary if they heard about it. Isn’t it interesting?”
Chui Il-tae clutched his stomach as if the mere thought was hilarious. Only then did Im Seong-jin relax his cautious expression and smile back.
“Interesting, interesting. Truly a bet befitting an unconventional figure of the Nine Sects. We accept this bet.”
Suddenly, Byeon Tae’s massive figure intervened between them. As Chui Il-tae had predicted, his proposal was something the Aesojeo Society found very appealing. Breaking through the absolute defense of Baekhyangguan, a women’s dormitory, was akin to the long-cherished wish of the Aesojeo Society. How many challenges, frustrations, and failures had there been? Now was the time to raise the flag of challenge again.
“Then shall we discuss the details?”
Chui Il-tae said, beaming with joy.
“May I ask one thing before that?”
Bilyeon said.
“What is it? Ask me anything. I am willing to answer anything I can.”
“You are so kind. Why exactly did you choose Baekhyangguan?”
Even Bilyeon, who was clueless about the martial arts world, knew what Baekhyangguan was after spending time at Cheonggwan.
“That’s simple. There are three places in this Cheonmu Academy that are the most difficult to infiltrate.”
Chui Il-tae said forcefully, holding up three fingers in front of Bilyeon’s eyes.
“So, Baekhyangguan is one of those three places?”
“That’s right.”
“Then, excluding the other two places, why specifically Baekhyangguan?”
“That’s obvious.”
“And why is that?”
Chui Il-tae answered as if it were natural.
“Because the other two places are forbidden areas that one must absolutely never set foot in. In fact, even if you get caught entering Baekhyangguan, it would only result in minor disciplinary action, but the other two places are where you cannot guarantee your life. While Baekhyangguan can be brushed off as a prank if things go wrong, the other two places are sacred grounds of the martial arts world that do not permit anyone’s approach. This is also a matter of righteousness (Dao Yi) in Cheonggwan. Does that answer your question?”
“Yes, it does.”
“Then I will believe that the bet has been made.”
“The bet is made.”
Bilyeon nodded readily.
“We can leave the witness to Byeon Tae over there.”
Chui Il-tae said, pointing his index finger at the massive Byeon Tae, who stood with the notorious troublemakers of Cheonmu Academy, Cheonmusanggwiyoung, by his sides.
“Very well.”
Byeon Tae readily agreed to Chui Il-tae’s proposal. He too seemed to be secretly enjoying the bet. After all, the target of the bet was Baekhyangguan, which coincided with the ultimate goal of the Aesojeo Society. There was no reason to refuse. Thus, the most absurd bet in the history of Cheonmu began.
When they returned to the Aesojeo Society building with the excited Byeon Tae and other Aesojeo Society members, a man was waiting for them inside. He was a beggar. But strangely, he was too fat for a beggar. It was questionable how a beggar could get so fat. Such a complexion could never come from a beggar.
When the two were stood side-by-side, they looked like twin brothers. His face radiated the same aura as Byeon Tae. This was proof that he was the same kind of person as Byeon Tae.
“Oh, Tae-nam. You’re here. It’s perfect timing.”
Byeon Tae greeted him with a face beaming with joy.
“Is something good happening? It’s unusual for you to be so excited.”
He turned his grimy face to look at Byeon Tae.
“Of course, it’s good. Very good. The opportunity has finally come.”
“What opportunity?”
It was natural for him to be puzzled.
“Finally, the opportunity to attack our sacred ground.”
“Really?”
“Of course. What do I gain by lying to a beggar like you? It’s a clear fact.”
A brilliant light flashed in the eyes of the ragged beggar. The conquest of Baekhyangguan was one of his life’s tasks.
“Who is he?”
Bilyeon, unable to stand Byeon Tae talking exclusively with someone he had never seen before, asked.
“Ah, my goodness. I haven’t introduced him yet. He is the vice-leader of our Aesojeo Society and the most active member, the great hero Geolgae Byeon Tae-nam.”
“Ho ho.”
Curious gazes turned towards the massive figure of Geolgae Byeon Tae.
Currently, the Aesojeo Society had two great pillars supporting the entire club. One was the current leader, Byeon Tae, and the other was the beggar, Geolgae Byeon Tae-nam, standing before them.
As is known, the main activities of the Aesojeo Society primarily involved the secret and persistent tracking and analysis of young ladies’ daily routines. Furthermore, they engaged in very high-level tasks of obtaining items if the opportunity arose. It was truly an absurd pairing that they operated so openly and officially under such a guise.
Geolgae Byeon Tae, or Chwihwa-gae Byeon Tae, was known to every beggar from the Beggar Sect. His unusual hobby of bragging about being drunk on flowers was a hobby so un-beggar-like that it was recognized even within the beggar community. What kind of relationship could a beggar have with young ladies to get involved in that kind of field? However, Geolgae Byeon Tae not only did so but also showed unprecedented activity and drive, astonishing onlookers (?).
He led an organization named Chumi-dan (Beauty Pursuit Group) using his identity as one of the Eight Pleiades disciples of the Beggar Sect. The Chumi-dan, a specialized female information group of the Beggar Sect under his command, was an organization with unparalleled information-gathering abilities regarding women and commensurate achievements and results. Most of its members were beggars who were specifically specialized in collecting information on beautiful women. Furthermore, their interest in anything else was so low that it was difficult to expect them to perform well in other areas.
Moreover, they had an obsessive tendency towards women commensurate with their specialization. In their words, they were an organization that revered captivating beauty. It didn’t seem very credible.
Chumi-dan was not composed solely of beggars from Cheonmun. Given Chumi-dan’s network-like spread within the Beggar Sect, it was inevitable that the group would have more members who were not from Cheonmun. It was an organization like a sub-group within the Beggar Sect (although it was too large to be called a sub-group). However, due to their relationship with Geolgae Byeon Tae, the leader of Chumi-dan, Chumi-dan and the Aesojeo Society maintained a close and flexible cooperative relationship. It was a win-win situation, benefiting both parties.
Therefore, it was not an exaggeration to say that almost all the information from the large beggar information group, Chumi-dan, flowed into the Aesojeo Society. Every day, an immense amount of ‘Level 18’ information poured in from various sources. Geolgae Byeon Tae was the leader of a group of beggars who had more than enough disqualifications to be members of the Bi-gaks or Bi-yongs.
At this particular time, Geolgae Byeon Tae was someone who could provide significant help.
Who is Byeon Tae? A round, plump face with a large amount of fat, narrow eyes, thick protruding lips, thick hair on his arms, calves, and invisible chest, and flesh so abundant it seemed one would sink into it just by looking. His appearance was truly fitting and appropriate to be called a pervert.
While his true martial arts level is unknown, rumors say he is not only a master of stealth but also a master of an unknown physical art. His secret martial art technique, Byeon Tae’s Six-Nine-Fifty-Four (Liu Jiu Wu Shi Si) Body Position Technique. It is a hidden trump card whose technique one cannot even begin to guess.
It is a martial art composed of infinite variations and applications, and it is said to exert its strongest power when facing women. However, even the vague form cannot be guessed from mere rumors. Furthermore, his actions were unpredictable and all of them were bizarre acts that caught people off guard.
His hobby was to collect paintings and personal information of beautiful women, and he staked his life on it. Therefore, the groups closely associated with him were mostly beggars from the Beggar Sect, excluding unique individuals like Cheonmusanggwiyoung and Im Seong-jin, who frequently visited his room. These beggars were all members of the Beggar Sect’s Chumi-dan. In short, they were a group of beggars who specialized in gathering personal information about women. The leader of the Beggar Sect’s Chumi-dan was his close friend and also the vice-leader of the Aesojeo Society, Geolgae Byeon Tae-nam.
The two hit it off well. They lived in mutual aid for their shared hobby. As a result, although all the beautiful women in Cheonmu were wary of him, his existence was hidden in the secrecy of the darkness, and his actions were mysterious and sinister. He boasted that there was no beautiful woman in this Cheonmu Academy, nor in the martial arts world, that he did not know, and that was his only source of pride.
For such a Byeon Tae, the bet suddenly made with Chui Il-tae was something the Aesojeo Society would welcome with open arms. It was also the thirty-year aspiration and goal of the Aesojeo Society. Therefore, it was something that required special attention. The Aesojeo Society entered into strategy meetings before the official bet. Of course, Bilyeon, Hyoryong, and Jang Hong attended.
“What we need is information.”
It was Byeon Tae’s firm declaration.
“No matter how skilled in martial arts one is, it is impossible to enter without a blank slate, especially the Baekhyangguan.”
Byeon Tae-nam added. Although Bilyeon had learned Qi Circulation as a basic freshman course, he was still a beginner.
“Is Baekhyangguan the women’s dormitory personally founded by Sword Queen (Geomhu) Lady Yi Ok-sang, one of the Three Sages of Cheonmu?”
“That’s right. It is said that her insights are even kept at the very top of that place. Therefore, the respect of the female students of Baekhyangguan for her is also extraordinary.”
Byeon Tae, the leader, provided a friendly answer.
“Hmm… Baekhyangguan…”
The person who muttered unconsciously was Hyoryong. For some reason, his eyes were deep in thought.
“You, what are you thinking so deeply about?”
“Yes?”
Hyoryong, who snapped back to reality, looked around. The person who asked the question was Jang Hong, who was next to him. He did not seem to be pleased with this matter.
“Ah… no… I was just thinking about something else for a moment. Isn’t it a very interesting matter for a man?”
Hyoryong smiled a smile that was akin to a mischievous cousin and brushed off Jang Hong’s question. Jang Hong did not ask any further. However, he did not notice the sharp glint in Hyoryong’s eyes as he turned away.
“Hahaha! Yes, yes. It’s indeed an exciting matter. What could be more exciting for a man of integrity?”
The person who intervened with a burst of laughter was Byeon Tae, the leader. He couldn’t hide his laughter, so happy was he.
“Come on, let’s put our heads together quickly. We don’t have much time.”
One of the biggest challenges of this matter was to impart knowledge of Qi Circulation to Bilyeon within the short period of one month. The bet was scheduled for one month later.
The Aesojeo Society possessed mountains of materials that could be called the crystallization of their hard work and passion. For the Aesojeo Society, which admired beauties, Baekhyangguan was the most appetizing prey and the greatest ultimate goal. Bilyeon and Chui Il-tae were not the only ones who harbored dreams of it. Conquering Baekhyangguan was something every member of the Aesojeo Society dreamed of.
There had been numerous challenges and attempts throughout the thirty-year history of the Aesojeo Society. Although each attempt ended in failure and their efforts were in vain, they had gained quite a bit through their failures. And with each attempt, the maps of Baekhyangguan and the methods to circumvent its mechanisms increased. Although they changed somewhat over time, the fundamentals would not change.
They had an amount of data concerning Baekhyangguan that could fill a cart. Furthermore, the Aesojeo Society had already obtained the current year’s room assignment status for Baekhyangguan. They had obtained the building’s internal floor plan twenty years ago and supplemented the data each time it was renovated or improved. However, as Baekhyangguan had only been renovated five times, there were no major changes in the data.
Now, the culmination of their seniors’ sweat and blood, the fruit of their efforts, began to be poured into a single goal. It was something they had intended to attempt at some point. If the leader of the Aesojeo Society did not plan and execute an infiltration of Baekhyangguan, he would be unqualified.
The floor plan of Baekhyangguan was laid out on the table, and on top of that, the mechanism layout for each floor was placed. And dozens of other reference materials were piled high on the desk.
They put their heads together and began to rack their brains until the essence came out, searching for infiltration routes.