“What the hell?! Did you lose your goddamned mind?” Ju Yeong-Gi grunted unhappily.

That seemed like a harsh thing to say to a friend, but Kang Jin-Ho couldn't say anything in his defense. Even Park Yu-Min was animatedly nodding away in agreement, after all. His nodding was so ferocious his head could come off any second now!

Of course, Kang Jin-Ho also had to agree with Ju Yeong-Gi's assessment. Even by his own standards, what he had done couldn't be the work of a person with a sane mind.

“Do you have some kind of anger management issues or disorders, you insane bastard?!” Ju Yeong-Gi continued to air his grievances in a savage manner.

Kang Jin-Ho sighed under his breath. In front of the trio was a huge trailer, and on it was Kang Jin-Ho's completely wrecked 'favorite' ride.

Ju Yeong-Gi inspected the Lamborghini, which was basically scrap metal now, then began rebuking Kang Jin-Ho as blood rushed to his face, ready to burst through all of his facial orifices at any time. “Dude! Even if you wanna use the money to wipe your butt, this...! Do it in moderation, will ya?! Listen here, you insane fool! Do you have any idea how many people in Korea are too poor to even afford a car like that, even after working and saving for ten years straight?! You actually dared to scrap a car that valuable?!”

Kang Jin-Ho sheepishly replied, “...I was a little agitated back then.”

“Even so, you dumbass! Kicking a car door out of agitation makes you a bad-tempered person, but wrecking an actual...