The battle of the i8 and the LaFerrari obviously ended with the LaFerrari emerging as the victor. Kwak-Jung followed the LaFerrari, unable to calm his anger.

He wanted to at least take a look at this ‘rich boy’ who drove the LaFerrari.

After chasing the owner of the Ferrari all the way to Pangaea World, Kwak-Jung checked who the owner of the car was and,

Oh… fuck. I am so screwed…

Despaired.

“So, it was you.”

Kang Chul-In had a terrifying smile on his face.

“M-Milord…”

“I didn’t enjoy racing you.”

“I-I’m sorry… I had no idea that it was you, Milord…”

“That’s obvious…”

Kang Chul-In took a step towards Kwak-Jung.

“But still, I don’t like your driving habits.”

Kwak-Jung had tried to annoy and disturb Kang Chul-In by shining the car’s headlights towards the Ferrari. This had pissed off Kang Chul-In, who believed in safe driving, at least in the city.

“I’m sorry…”

“Follow me.”

“D-Don’t tell me…”

“Quick.”

“Okay…”

Putting everything down, Kwak-Jung followed Kang Chul-In. Their destination… was behind the toilet stall of Pangaea World.

“I’ll… be back soon.”

“Uh… Okay, come back quick… I-I’ll go home with the bus.”

Kwak Jung-Mi, who had also been taught...