Kang Jin-Ho was sprinting at a high speed, Lee Hyeon-Su safely tucked under his arm. While being carried like a piece of luggage, a somewhat sorrowful expression was etched on Lee Hyeon-Su’s face.0

Well, at least this is better than the alternative…0

He figured that being treated as luggage was better than being carried on his boss’s back or being dragged around by the scruff of his neck. Even then, he couldn’t do much about this emotion welling up from deep inside his chest.0

I swear, if we get out of this alive, I’ll start re-learning movement arts properly!0

There wasn’t a whole lot he could do about his martial prowess at this stage. Even then, he needed to match, somehow, the movement speed of the people around him. If movement techniques weren’t enough, he’d resort to magic in order to come close to matching Kang Jin-Ho’s speed.0

Not doing that would mean he’d be treated like luggage for the rest of his life!0

Kang Jin-Ho asked without looking away from his path. “Is it this way?”0

“Yes, sir. I believe so.”0

Lee Hyeon-Su pulled out his phone and accessed the map again. It’d be nicer if he could use the GPS too, but…0

For obvious reasons, they had to turn off anything that could be used to track them. This could be nothing more than a needless worry, but there was no guarantee that...0