“Thankfully, looks like there's no traffic,” said Nam Sang-Hyeok.

“Yes, looks that way.” Jo Gyu-Min sitting in the front passenger seat nodded slightly.

Their off-road vehicle was currently driving on a wide, sparsely-populated road.

The driver, Nam Sang-Hyeok, glanced at the clock. “If traffic stays like this, we should reach our destination in around four, maybe five hours.”

“It's not that far away, then.”

“Indeed, it isn't,” Nam Sang-Hyeok replied to Jo Gyu-Min. Truth be told, however... His focus was still locked on the passenger riding in the back seat. Kang Jin-Ho sat there, his arms crossed and his eyes deeply closed. His silence was so unnerving that Nam Sang-Hyeok could barely focus on anything else.

'Just who... is that guy?'

Despite boasting such a... naive-looking face, he still blew away all those hoodlums by himself. That was not a feat a normal human could pull off!

Even Korea's legendary street fighter, Sirasoni, wouldn't be able to do something like that. Not to forget, those hoodlums were all brandishing scary weapons, too! Yet, Kang Jin-Ho still one-sidedly pummeled them to the ground.[1]

'Maybe, he's a member of some special forces?'

That had to be it—otherwise, what happened back in the diner wouldn't make much sense.

'Besides all that, what did he mean by beating the grass to scare the snake?'

Simply put, Kang Jin-Ho was implying that he had caused a scene to draw someone out of hiding. However, provoking the local hoodlums would only draw out the Triad, wouldn't it?

'Whatever the case might be,...