Three days had passed since the abandoned factory incident. Gi-Gyu didn’t go hunting during this time; instead, he returned home and stayed there because he needed much time to think about what had happened. And today, he had a meeting with Tae-Shik.

Tae-Shik commented when he saw Gi-Gyu, “You look pretty good.”

“Well, since I don’t have to worry about money anymore, I can’t help but look relaxed,” Gi-Gyu joked. 

They were meeting at a cafe near the Bukhan River. It was a quiet and well-decorated place with a fantastic view. Most importantly, it was usually empty on the weekdays, so it was safe to talk freely here.

“Wow…  I heard the Phoenix Guild is no more,” commented Gi-Gyu.

“I told you I would show you the association’s true power,” bragged Tae-Shik as he continued to pour some syrup into his Iced Americano. When it became more syrup than coffee, Gi-Gyu shivered and asked, “Ugh… Isn’t that too sweet?”

“Nope.” It was quite evident now why Tae-Shik preferred cheap instant coffee over fancy Americano. 

“By the way, did Kim Min-Su really commit suicide?” When Gi-Gyu asked, Tae-Shik grinned as he looked straight into Gi-Gyu’s eyes. He replied, “Why do you ask? Are you wondering if the association killed him?”

“That thought did cross my mind.” Gi-Gyu nodded because it was the truth. Before Tae-Shik answered him, Gi-Gyu added, “Well, it wouldn’t matter to me even if you killed him.”

“You’re a jerk. The association isn’t as clean...