They came back to Seoul, then parted ways in front of the apartment.

He couldn’t go to the hospital yet because there was still a lot of spite visible in his eyes. If he went there in this state, Kang Dae-Kyung and Yoo Hye-Sook would immediately ask what was wrong. He felt like he had received an order not to attack first, even though they didn’t know when the enemy would attack because they were right in the enemy’s sights.

Close to twenty gangsters had been killed. Kang Chan had always hated them and denied their lifestyle in general, but they shouldn’t have suffered such absurd deaths. If only they were a little bit more careful. If only he didn’t let his guard down because the people involved in the scene of the Yongin accident were former gangsters that Oh Gwang-Taek had recognized.

Kang Chan didn’t turn on the lights, even though the living room was very dark.

‘You have to be cold-hearted, Kang Chan.’

Kang Chan exhaled deeply, then pulled himself together.

Buzz— Buzz—Buzz—.

Sitting absent-mindedly, his phone screen’s light lit up the living room when he got a text. Did this mean that he should turn on the lights?

Kang Chan...