Shitty Uncle? I'm No Difference.

18

"........"

Choi Jung Gun could feel the pressure coming from Kim Seung very strongly. The silence was very awkward when the two sat at the same table.

One had divine power, and the other had demonic energy, causing their energies to collide with each other.

"You're not Kim Seung Jong, right?"

Choi Jung Gun started the conversation because he felt that Kim Seung Jong would not initiate it first. But he was also curious about who's soul was possessing Kim Seung Jong's body at this time.

Kim Seung Jong's soul had met the God of Death when he should not have died yet. But when he looked at it, Kim Seung Jong's body was still alive.

The God of Death had no way of knowing who was inside Kim Seung Jong's body when that person was someone that made contact with demons where that person no longer had the strings of fate for the God of Death to know who it was.

"......"

Kim Seung Jong looked at Choi Jung Gun with a sharp gaze. He was sure that the person in front of him already knew. Why was he asking when he could also feel Kim Rok Soo eavesdropping on the stairs? Was he thinking of making Rok Soo lose his uncle with such questions?

"Right."

Kim Seung Jong answered without feeling nervous at all. From the beginning, he had no intention of becoming Kim Rok Soo's family. He just happened to possess Kim Rok Soo's uncle's body and was responsible for him as his guardian.

Kim Rok Soo had also known about it from the beginning, and Kim Seung Jong had no intention of hiding it. It was Kim Rok Soo's choice to stay with him and consider him his guardian.

"Did you know that the soul of that body died because your soul entered his body?"

Kim Seung Jong frowned at that. Why would he listen to such a stupid question?

"Get to the point. Whether he lives or dies, I don't care."

Kim Seung Jong had never been someone who sympathized with people he didn't know. Whether they lived, died, were tortured, raped, or even eaten alive, he didn't care.

He wasn't a president, a police officer, or even a judge to care about that. He was Kim Ha Seol until he suddenly woke up in Kim Seung Jong's body. The lives of people he didn't know were nothing more than bedtime stories to him.

Choi Jung Gun saw Kim Seung Jong's complete indifference, letting out a short sigh. Isn't it always the case that transmigrators feel guilty for taking someone else's life even a little bit?

"You really make me speechless."

Choi Jung Gun looked towards the stairs where Kim Rok Soo was hiding.

"I'm sure you know that there are people who are after Kim Rok Soo's life. They are hunters from the black blood family."

Choi Jung Gun went straight to the point to see Kim Seung Jong's reaction. But Kim Seung Jong was still calm there.

"Should I just kill you?"

Choi Jung Gun flinched when he heard Kim Seung Jong's cold words. His eyes really looked like he wanted to kill someone even though he had a calm face right now.

"The hunter family hunts someone who is chosen to be a single lifer, and that's someone like you."

Choi Jung Gun flinched when he heard that. How could Kim Seung Jong know about hunters?

"Hunters, huh? It's been so long since I've heard anything about them..."

Kim Seung Jong looked like he was about to lose his mind from anger as the veins on his neck were showing. How long has it been since he's been this angry?