In the yard of a corporate training center on Chilsasan, twenty men in suits stood in a wide circle. And right in front of them, Noh Tae-Soo, the man I had faced in the national team trials, was standing there with a fistful of Han Dae-Man's collar.0

"Let go of him right now!" I shouted so loudly it felt like Chilsasan itself would split apart.0

However, Han Dae-Man, his face badly swollen as he was grabbed by the collar, cried out urgently, "Yoon-Ho! No! You can't come here!"0

At Han Dae-Man's words, my steps stopped on instinct.0

Just then, Noh Tae-Soo let out a crooked little laugh and spoke to Han Dae-Man. "Old man. I told you. If you contact that bastard, I'd kill you both."0

At that, Han Dae-Man, still seized by the collar, shouted at the top of his lungs. "You punk! If you're going to kill someone, kill only me! Yoon-Ho doesn't know anything. So kill only me!"0

I had no idea why this was happening when he said he was going to meet a reporter, but saving Han Dae-Man came first.0

"Mr. Han. I'm not the Jung Yoon-Ho I used to be. I'm not weak enough to get beaten by trash like him."0

And even if I couldn't handle this easily, I still couldn't back down here. I had only just been reunited with the coach who was like a father to me, after losing him because of a misunderstanding.0

I started forward again and shouted, "Noh Tae-Soo. If you don't want to die, let Mr. Han go first!"0

Nine years ago, it wasn't that I lacked the ability to knock him out when I lost to him on points. It was only because Han Dae-Man had ordered me not to finish him with a KO and to take it to a decision instead.0

Then Noh Tae-Soo raised a hand with a vile grin on his face. "What are you idiots doing? Wreck him."0

At that moment, the twenty men who had been hanging back all rushed forward at once. Most of them, though, were guys I knew.0

"Go Hyung-Jin. Kim In-Cheol. Baek Seok-Hyung. Oh Ji-Sung. You guys... did you really end up...0