“You trained your dog poorly,” Do-Jun said.0

With that one sentence, the air in the room sank.0

“Pahahahaha!” Jun-Yeol’s laughter broke the silence.0

He was a First Hunter ranked second in Korea and was also known as the Spear King. It was utterly ridiculous to him that a mere civil servant had called him a dog.0

Jun-Yeol laughed for a while, covering his face with his hand. When he finally stopped and took off his sunglasses, his face was twisted in anger. Then, mana surged from his body as if it was about to explode.0

“Jun-Yeol, stop. This is the Chief’s office,” Ae-Kyung warned him.0

Jun-Yeol ignored it and strode over to Do-Jun. He got up close, in his face, pressing his forehead against Do-Jun’s, glaring at him as if he were about to devour him.0

“Want that dog to rip the life out of you?” Jun-Yeol growled lowly, thick with killing intent.0

Young-Chul had been watching anxiously. Just as he was about to raise his voice, Do-Jun slowly raised his hand and grabbed Jun-Yeol by the neck.0

Watching this, Ae-Kyung was shocked.0

An ordinary person dared to lay their hands on the Spear King and his neck, no less? She was certain that Jun-Yeol would kill Do-Jun, but what happened next was quite...0