"Hey… bring that fucker to me."
The Boss gritted his teeth as Lucian's cold voice reached his ears, but feeling the pressure on him, faint sweat appeared on his palms while his heart began beating faster.
At that moment… he understood.
This man wasn't unawakened.
Nor was he an F-Ranker, as the Boss had previously assumed.
This man… was far stronger than that. Much stronger than the Boss himself—who had reached the higher stage of E-Rank.
He was only about a year away from reaching D-Rank, and among the people working under him, there were few who could truly threaten him.
"Ian—"
"No. Not this guy." Lucian suddenly interjected, his gaze briefly shifting towards Ian.
"He might run, so let him stay."
Ian's face immediately went pale.
"Oh, and also call that brute who tried attacking… my Mom."
The temperature inside the room began growing warmer as the atmosphere grew heavier.
