“Say what?!” Bang Jin-Hun's expression fell, his voice sounding urgent.

The shocked Bang Jin-Hun hurriedly helped Jo Gyu-Min to place Kang Jin-Ho on the ground. He then extracted the person tightly held within Kang Jin-Ho's embrace. At least, that was his intention.

However, Kang Jin-Ho's arm seemed to be crafted out of forged steel as it refused to budge an inch.

“Oh, come on! Listen, Mister Jin-Ho! You're safe now! You can let go! Seriously!” Bang Jin-Hun was nearly overcome with the temptation to start hurling abuse in Kang Jin-Ho's way when the latter refused to release the person held within his arms.

Left with no choice, Bang Jin-Hun exerted even more force and twisted Kang Jin-Ho's arm out of the way. A cracking noise rang out first, then a slender figure of a person slipped out from within Kang Jin-Ho's embrace.

'Holy cow, isn't this...?'

Bang Jin-Hun had been wondering why Kang Jin-Ho had taken off his shirt, and as it turned out, that article of clothing had been used to protectively cover the woman's head. He must've taken off his clothing in the literal blink of an eye and wrapped it around her head to prevent the dirt from entering her facial orifices.

“Gee whiz. Now that is something else, alright.”

This gesture might be interpreted as insignificant by some people. However, it still sent this electrifying chill down Bang Jin-Hun's spine. The fact that Kang Jin-Ho had enough mental leeway during this life-or-death situation to worry about someone else stunned Bang Jin-Hun even more than the feat of climbing out from the underground...