“What have you been up to these days, Hyung-Seok?”0

Tae-Sung casually broke the awkward silence by asking a question.0

“What’s it to you, bastard?”0

Unsurprisingly, Chae Hyung-Seok replied in a curt and hostile manner.0

“Oh, come on. I’m just curious, man.”0

Tae-Sung was sincere, as he really wanted to know what Chae Hyung-Seok had been up to these days.0

With his wealth, he could easily hire a private investigator to track Chae Hyung-Seok’s every move. But he was not the type to use such underhanded tactics, so committing such a crime never crossed his mind.0

“It’s been over six months since I last saw you, man.”0

“You crazy son of a bitch…” Chae Hyung-Seok growled, clenching his fists as though ready to lash out at any second.0

However, he did not do so.0

The lingering aftereffects of his stroke were one reason, but more than that, he knew just how terrifyingly strong Tae-Sung was despite his appearance.0

Tae-Sung had been working out and was quite buff. On the other hand, Chae Hyung-Seok had a small frame. His frame was so small that it was famously called "anchovy."0

In other words, Chae Hyung-Seok stood no chance in a physical fight against Tae-Sung.0

“Hey, I’m really just curious. I heard rumors that you’ve been living in the demon realm these days.”0

“...”0

“Hmm? You’re not secretly sharpening your knives to take revenge on me, are you?”0

“T-That’s not…”0

“Good, good. Keep it up.”0

“...What?...0