As the thugs lunged for him, Seo Jun-Ho dodged as quick as lightning, grabbed one by the face, and hurled him back, which broke the marble table on impact. 

Bang!

“Ack!”

Before he could even hit the ground, Seo Jun-Ho kicked back the sofa, hitting the three guards that were running toward him. They slammed into the wall behind them.

“Gah!”

“Get him, you idiots!” Haus screamed as he looked at them on the floor. He was speechless at how pathetically his guards had been beaten by just one man. 

“Hm.” Seo Jun-Ho reached down for the fallen chips. He seemed to be studying them between his fingers. As the other thugs came running forward, he threw them out like daggers. 

Swish! Swish!

“Gah!”

“My eye! My eye!”

They had simply been hit by chips but they all collapsed to the floor. The chips had been infused with magic.

“You idiots!” Haus kicked a guard that had been hit in the stomach and was crying....