Ptui!

“Lucky bastards.”

“I know right.”

The loan sharks grumbled while walking away. Then, one of them growled at a factory employee who was in his way, “Move!”

The situation was somehow defused in an instant.

“T-Thank you, Han-Yeol Hunter-nim,” Sung-Jin’s father said.

“I didn’t do anything. Anyway, please calculate the Orc corpses I brought today,” Han-Yeol replied.

“Yes, I understand. Director Han, get to it immediately,” Sung-Jin’s father instructed.

Director Han sprung into action as soon as Sung-Jin’s father gave the order, and he called the employees to start weighing the Orc corpses that Han-Yeol had brought.

“I am really sorry that you had to see such an unsightly scene,” Sung-Jin’s father said while bowing.

“Ahjussi,” Han-Yeol said softly.

“H-Huh?” Sung-Jin’s father muttered in surprise.

“Please speak to me casually. You are Sung-Jin’s father, after all,” Han-Yeol said.

“B-But still… How can I do that when our factory’s survival is thanks to you, Han-Yeol Hunter-nim?” Sung-Jin’s father said.

“Please don’t worry about that. I will continue dealing with your factory and I will increase the number of monster corpses I supply from now on, nothing will change. We should keep our personal lives and business separate, but I won’t be comfortable if you keep speaking to me with honorifics when you are Sung-Jin’s father. So please, just think of me as your son’s friend and speak casually,” Han-Yeol said.

The man was his precious friend’s father, so how could he just stand and continue to listen to the...