Yes. He was a smuggler.

Lee Gun’s smile became brighter than ever before.

‘Why did I think of that?’

He had no reason to wait in the queue. He had no reason to have his face evaluated by others.

‘I just have to force myself in there.’

As if they had read his intent, the Constructs of the Serpent Bearer temple became scared out of their wits.

[M-Master! You can’t!!!]

[It doesn’t matter what you have in your mind, but you can’t do it! It isn’t something you should do!]

The Constructs were connected to their master. While they couldn’t read his thoughts, they could sense his mood.

When Lee Gun’s sharp feelings suddenly resolved into something bright, the Constructs clenched their butts. It was obvious what their master was thinking!

[Master!!]

[You can’t do that….]

“You’re being noisy. If you guys keep opening your mouths, I’ll kill you guys first.”

The Constructs within the shadow became silent at once. They didn’t want to die at their owner’s hands.

‘Master is scary even if his power is sealed.’

‘As expected of Lee Gun-nim…’

The owner of the flying vessel was oblivious to what was going on. He furrowed his brows. “Why the hell is this bastard mumbling to himself?”

Lee Gun looked at the male god when he spoke up. At a glance, the god looked like a shepherd.

‘He doesn’t look like a fighting-type god.’

Lee Gun continued to glare at the god, but gained no other information.

‘As expected, none of my skills are working.’

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