“Oh, hi, Sung-Jin, you should also remember to take care of you…” the pub owner began to start nagging.

“Stop! I’ll listen to your nagging another time!” Sung-Jin immediately interrupted the pub owner.

“Aigoo… Your bad temper still hasn’t changed,” the pub owner said before he let out a laugh in disbelief before he went back inside the kitchen.

“Yo,” Sung-Jin greeted Han-Yeol.

“Yo,” Han-Yeol welcomed Sung-Jin.

Han-Yeol held out a bottle of soju[1] the moment Sung-Jin sat down on the chair, and Sung-Jin naturally lifted his glass to receive the drink before they made a toast and brought the glass to their lips. Each of their actions was so natural and full of nostalgic memories.

Han-Yeol stared at Sung-Jin’s face.

Pfft!

“Crazy bastard,” Han-Yeol said.

“What? You crazy bastard,” Sung-Jin countered.

“Never mind, let’s have another glass,” Han-Yeol said as he held out a bottle of soju.

“Pour me a glass,” Sung-Jin requested as he lifted his glass.

The amount of alcohol they drank increased from one glass to two, and then even more after that.

“Thanks…” Sung-Jin said.

“For what?” Han-Yeol replied.

“My father's factory. You never said anything, but you’re the one who has been protecting the factory all this time right?” Sung-Jin said.

“Your intelligence has always been one of your best qualities. When did you find out?” Han-Yeol joked in response.

“Of course, I know that psycho, Director Kwon, is not the type of person to give up so easily. Something must have gone wrong for them to stop attacking the factory,” Sung-Jin explained. 

Sung-Jin was indeed correct. Currently, all aggression made by TK Chemicals against Sung-Jin Factory has stopped, and the hunters who left a long time ago have returned...