After they entered the highway, Kim Tae-Jin drove as if he was driving a car without brakes.

“Where did you learn how to tie the knot?” Kim Tae-Jin asked.

When Kang Chan looked at him with confusion, Kim Tae-Jin gestured toward his shoulder and forearm with his chin.

“Not only that, but you’re also friends with Oh Gwang-Taek and have the close-quarters combat skills of a special forces unit. And you stabbed someone with a knife without a moment of hesitation.”

Kim Tae-Jin shook his head from side to side.

“I want to have you as an instructor for our company immediately. To be honest, if it weren’t for your age, I’d want to spar against you.”

Taking it as empty words, Kang Chan looked through his contact list.

“How many people have you killed?” Kim Tae-Jin prodded.

Why is he asking me that?

When Kang Chan raised his gaze from the phone, Kim Tae-Jin was looking straight ahead.

It was already 9:30 pm. Kang Chan couldn’t...