�Open the door.�

�Yes sir.�

Hans opened the door after hearing Cale�s stern command.

Creak.

The door opened and a terrible rotting smell filled Cale�s nose.

�Young master-nim.�

Cale stiffened up for the first time since coming over to this world.

��Ron.�

The assassin Ron, that sly old man, was laying on the bed.

�F, father!�

Beacrox rushed past Cale into the bedroom.

Cale looked into Ron�s eyes and asked.

��Ron, why is your arm like that?�

Ron had returned earlier than expected and one of his arms had been cut off.

�I somehow ended up like this.�

Ron�s benign smile was the same as always. However, his face was pale and full of small injuries. The rotting smell also got stronger as Cale got closer.

His left arm, starting from the shoulder area, was missing.

�Hans.�

�Yes sir.�

�Get out.�

�Excuse me?�

Cale looked at Hans, as well as the estate�s staff and his father� subordinate, before clarifying.

�Everybody except Beacrox and Choi Han, get out.�

Hans hesitated for a moment, but quickly took everyone out of the room after seeing the expression on Cale�s face. Even On and Hong slowly moved back after seeing Cale�s gaze. JrNovels.com