The Hunter’s Gonna Lay Low

He rubbed his chin, looking Uijae up and down.

"You hid yourself well. Even Director Ham wouldn’t have guessed that the former Rank 1 Hunter, presumed dead, was supporting an old lady in some rundown restaurant."@@novelbin@@

Uijae replied sourly.

"…Keep it a secret. I have no intention of showing my face."

Nam Woo-jin scoffed.

"Hah, like I have anyone to tell. But still… I was wondering why Lee Sa-young brought a civilian here."

He examined Uijae with clear interest.

"Did that bastard know who you were? Is that why he kept you around?"

"No… I don’t think he knew when I first came here."

Back then, Lee Sa-young had been particularly unbearable. Threatening people, scheming ways to use them. Looking back, it was almost laughable. Because now, rather than trying to use him, Lee Sa-young seemed desperate to do anything for him…

Damn it. Uijae bit the inside of his cheek.

Meanwhile, Nam Woo-jin frowned and asked, "So he didn’t know, but he still went out of his way to bring you here? That guy, with his temper?"

"…We made a deal."

"A deal? Didn’t know that guy was even capable of negotiations. That’s new information."

Nam Woo-jin grumbled and turned away. Uijae opened his palm. A faint golden chain shimmered over the long scar on his hand. It had been more of a threat than a contract. And he'd nearly died from poison while making that contract.

But now… he had no regrets.