Bang Jin-Hun brought a group of martial artists with him, and they did an admirable job 'cleaning' the island. They diligently removed the corpses, then set about erasing all traces of the battle. More boats arrived after the clean-up process, and the Chevaliers were ferried back to the mainland on them.

After arriving in the harbor town and disembarking from the boat, Bang Jin-Hun glanced at the foreigners and frowned slightly. “Do we need to take all these people with us?”

Kang Jin-Ho coolly nodded. “Of course.”

Meanwhile, Vincent couldn't say anything while nervously scanning his surroundings. 'Dammit!'

He couldn't see an escape route. The first thing greeting them after arriving on land was a proverbial sea of Korean martial artists filling up the harbor. Sure, escape was already impossible with Kang Jin-Ho around, but this sight robbed Vincent of even the last slim ray of hope in his heart.

Kang Jin-Ho cocked an eyebrow while studying the sea of martial artists. “Isn't this a bit of an overkill?”

“We need this many in case something unexpected happens, you know? That punk, Lee Hyeon-Su, has this tendency to keep it down and hush-hush with only a handful of people involved. Probably got that from that as*hole, Kim Seok-Il. That dude was extremely averse to dispatching a large group for a mission, you see? Kinda like a dictator who's too damn afraid of a coup d'etat, I guess?”

“...I did think he was a bit too hung up on that, yes,” Kang Jin-Ho briefly nodded.

“That's why... Lee Hyeon-Su is also too used...