Jin-Woo didn't particularly mind the gazes of other people, unless he was talking about some special circumstances. As long as no one bothered him, it didn't matter to him if he got famous, either.
That's why he didn't really care when the mourners discovered his presence and started whispering among themselves.
However....
'At the very least, you all should know that now isn't the time nor the place.'
Jin-Woo furrowed his brows unhappily.
Wasn't this the place to remember and honour the valiant sacrifice of Hunter Min Byung-Gu?
Jin-Woo didn't want this solemn occasion to fall into some noisy chaos because of him, so he briefly unleashed a portion of his magic energy – no, not even that, but an amount so tiny that it didn't even qualify to be called a portion.
'…..!!'
The desired effect took place right away. The air suddenly became incomparably heavier and oppressive silence descended to the place. Even the breathing of the mourners became incredibly cautious.
"...."