Bang Jin-Hun's expression was stiff like a rock while staring at the man lying on his face beyond the steel bars of a jail cell.

He muttered to Cheon Tae-Hun next to him. “What the f*ck happened to this brat?”

Bang Jin-Hun had to ask this question since he knew who this 'mad giant' was.

“Isn't this punk... Lee Seong-Hwi?”

“Yes, Assembly Master. It is him,” Cheon Tae-Hun nodded.

“Wasn't he Former Assembly Master Lee Jung-Geol's disciple?”

“Yes, sir.”

“What the hell happened to him to end up like this? And he even attacked Mister Jin-Ho in the amusement park, too?”

“Yes, sir,” Cheon Tae-Hun nodded again while refraining from voicing the rest of his reply.

'Mister Jin-Ho didn't seem awfully interested in this punk, though...'

Was Kang Jin-Ho's mentality forged out of solid steel? Or was he simply insane? To think he'd not care much about someone who attempted to kill him...!

“Kekekeke...!” Lee Seong-Hwi on the floor spat out a barely-contained cackle.

Bang Jin-Ho scowled deeply at that ominous cackle of a clearly-insane man. “Hah, f*cking hell... And we went through so much sh*t just to get him over here...”

Extracting the injured Lee Seong-Hwi from the hospital after he was taken there by the cops was no easy feat. Bang Jin-Hun had to personally step in and call several government departments to gain custody of this punk.

After figuring out that a martial artist was behind the amusement park disaster from the Martial Assembly's sudden involvement, the government departments openly expressed dissatisfaction, but Bang Jin-Ho couldn't even say...