Chapter 373
The Blessing of the Hexagram (1)
Frost Iron, kneeling on the ground, glared.
Pain throbbed throughout his face, but he stubbornly endured it.
Swoosh!
A man walked in front of him.
Ju Dong-hoon.
The unbelievable monster in a Skeleton’s guise, who treated them like slaves.
Slightly flinching, Frost Iron glanced around.
The Rankers who had been his subordinates were also looking up at him with anxious expressions.
‘Please.’
Frost Iron bit his lip tightly.
‘Please let him be naive.’
Ju Dong-hoon had acquired formidable power in a relatively short period.
Moreover, he was younger than expected.
Much younger.
Having lived for a shorter time meant a higher probability of lacking social experience compared to what he possessed.
‘If I were Ju Dong-hoon…?’
No way.
Daring to not recognize him and running his mouth?
Then the minimum would be a fracture, and most likely death.
It was not just about punishing the rude guy, but cutting off the potential for future trouble from the start.
Probably most Rankers in this world would do that.
Because this was a world where force took precedence over law.
Among the hunters who mocked and ignored the weak, there was a characteristic of those who died first.
That was being complacent.
Frost Iron had seen countless times the sight of those who were avenged by the weak they had ignored years later, disappearing without a trace.
And.
‘They are the same as me.’
While apologizing, Frost Iron meticulously analyzed his subordinates.
