Kang Eun-Yeong narrowed her eyes like an annoyed school teacher. “A gigolo?”

“...”

"Or an insurance salesman?"

“...Cough.” Kang Jin-Ho fake-coughed while sensing his little sister's forceful aura pushing him back.

Just who was he, though? Wasn't he none other than Kang Jin-Ho? He was the one-and-only Heavenly Crimson Demon Emperor responsible for ushering in the era of fear to Zhongyuan and a powerful meteor causing seismic upheavals within South Korea's martial world! Hell, Kang Jin-Ho's name was already spreading within the martial world like some kind of scary sorcery chant. He was someone like that, but now...

'What... is up with this bone-chilling aura?'

The cold glare shooting out from the narrow, criticizing eyes of Kang Eun-Yeong was enough to make Kang Jin-Ho shudder in his socks. Even though he was perfectly fine while a hail of bullets flew over his head earlier!

Kang Jin-Ho suddenly had a feeling that the only thing remaining for him would be utter ruination if he let himself get sucked into her pace.

Kang Eun-Yeong continued to speak. “You aren't some gigolo, and definitely not a salesman, so... What is up with your get-up, oppa?”

“...I, uh, thought I should wear it.”

"You did? Reaaaally?" Kang Eun-Yeong theatrically feigned shock. "My dear orabi thought about wearing a business suit! My orabi, who doesn’t like suits because they are uncomfortable and only wears old and worn tracksuits, did what now?"

Kang Jin-Ho was left speechless. He put this black business suit on only because his previous clothes got soaked in blood and...