[The Libra Saint and the others aren’t picking up my call. Please! Without you, my holy ground will…]

Lee Gun replied with a single sentence. “You should jump in the ocean and just die.”

[…!]

The reply shocked the person on the other side of the phone. She was so taken aback that she was unable to speak. However, the surprise lasted a moment. It seemed the meaning behind her words hadn’t broken through. The other person changed her approach.

[A hundred million civilians are currently within my holy ground. They’ll all die without you…]

“That’s none of my business. You guys can become fish food for all I care.”

Lee Gun’s opponent seemed to be at a loss for words. She didn’t speak. She had never seen Lee Gun display this attitude before.

If one asked whether Lee Gun was an easy pushover, the answer was: he wasn’t. However, Lee Gun unexpectedly didn’t like civilians getting hurt. He wouldn’t even wait for the Zodiac Saints; he killed the enemies as soon as possible. 

Lee Gun didn’t even use to care about his body taking damage. It was secondary to him saving the hostages. 

Therefore, the Pisces Saint had assumed Lee Gun had a personality that couldn’t pass by when people were in danger. 

It seemed Lee Gun read her thoughts. He said with a laugh, “At the time, I hated to see you guys treat human lives as business. That was why I did that.”

[…!]

“You should...