Gi-Gyu found an alien emotion bubbling inside him; then, a familiar man suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. When Gi-Gyu saw him, he finally realized what that bubbling emotion was. 

It was absolute loyalty, the kind Gi-Gyu had never felt before.

‘I have a favor to ask from you.’

‘I will happily do anything you ask, Guild Master. If I can repay my debt to you, I will be honored to give my life to you.’

Gi-Gyu heard a familiar voice that wasn’t his own from his mouth. To his surprise, it was Choi Won-Jae’s voice; slowly, the blurry image of the man in front of his eyes began to clear. The man was none other than the Phoenix Guild’s guild master. 

‘This child is my only blood… I didn’t get to protect him until now, and I won't get to take care of him myself even now. So I want you to raise my son in my place.’

‘Of course, Sir. I will protect the young master with my utmost loyalty.’

Gi-Gyu, in Choi Won-Jae’s voice, bowed and answered. 

What was happening? Did Gi-Gyu somehow become Choi Won-Jae? Before he could come up with an answer, the scene in front of him changed. Suddenly, he saw a young boy of six or seven, standing in front of him.

‘Young Master.’

‘Who are you, Ahjussi?’

‘I will serve you from now on.’

Again, Gi-Gyu felt some indescribable emotions as Choi Won-Jae announced his intention. The innocent boy looked so pure as he replied, ‘Please take good care of me!’

The guileless young boy smiled and offered him his tiny hand. Gi-Gyu held it happily, but suddenly, his surroundings changed again. 

‘Young Master… This isn’t right.’

Gi-Gyu finally learned the name of the bastard who picked a fight with him as his own mouth begged in Choi Won-Jae’s voice, ‘Master Nam-Ju…’ 

‘Ahjussi, you know my father isn’t interested in me, don’t you? He doesn't care.’

There was no doubt Yeon Nam-Ju was...