“Did you stab me?” The deep, lingering voice sounded torn up. It was to be expected.

Lee Gun understood the others didn’t like him for hunting alone. So, he was satisfied with cutting off their arms and legs. However, it was a completely different story for the bastard who had stabbed him in the back.

As if to prove this sentiment, the light in Lee Gun’s eyes changed. The tone of his voice became completely different, filled with murderous intent, rage, and coldness. Moreover, he became terrifying.

The Chun siblings and Hahn Jimin froze when they heard the voice. There was a hint of a smile in Lee Gun’s voice; it couldn’t be mistaken. Yet, they felt as if a knife was cutting through their ears, and chills ran up their spines. Lee Gun still sounded familiar to them, yet he was also like a stranger.

However, the Saints were different. Yang Wei’s soul hid within the bag. Hugo stiffened with his arms crossed. All the Zodiac Saints were familiar with this version of Lee Gun.

Hugo was Lee Gun’s best friend, but even he became antsy as he looked at the front door. In truth, he just wanted to run away. When Lee Gun’s voice changed like that, even he had a hard time handling his friend. He would be lucky not to get stabbed from standing too close to Lee Gun. And that wasn’t all.

‘Somehow, his temper has gotten much much worse than before.’ 

No, it would have been weirder if Lee Gun remained unchanged after being trapped within the tower....