Kang Jin-Ho could think of a few places. Since the nights had gotten cold lately, the group wouldn't have traveled all the way to the training ground. Which left the karaoke room, the visitation area, the cookhouse, and the boiler room as the likely destination. Among the four, the boiler room saw the least foot traffic.

Kang Jin-Ho stealthily headed to the underground boiler room's entrance, located in the building's rear. Soon enough, he could hear faint voices.

'I knew it...'

Sounds shouldn't be audible outside as the suspicious event was taking place underground, but Kang Jin-Ho's hearing could detect them without a problem. He carefully pressed his ear close to the steel door to the boiler room.

“Can't you understand what I'm saying, you motherf*cker?”

“I'm sorry, sir.”

“Hah, bloody hell. This dumb f*cker of a so-called adviser. You sure know how to piss people off, don't ya?”

Kang Jin-Ho's eyes grew cold as he listened. He did suspect something was going on, but when his suspicion was proving to be true, it filled him up with this indescribable emotion.

“You piece of sh*t! How long have you been serving in the army? Yet, you still can't do something this simple?!”

“...I'm sorry, sir.”

“Why do you keep apologizing, damn it! Listen here, you sh*t! Have you ever done anything right even after saying you're sorry?”

“No, sir.”

“Then, why don't you try to do something right for once?! Hah, f*cking hell. How can...