In Busan with Jaegyeon Na, the King of Incheon, you were working with James Lee to take down Jinrang. The old building where Jinrang was supposed to be was empty.

James had warned Jaegyeon not to fight, and Jaegyeon had agreed nonchalantly. But when his car was wrecked, his fury ignited. Crushing a brick with his bare hands, he stormed forward, confronting Baekjin, a first-generation gang member of Jinrang.

Baekjin froze, trembling as sweat dripped down his face. “N-no way... King of Incheon... Jaegyeon Na?! Why are you here?”

Jaegyeon walked toward him with a calm yet irritated expression. “You punk. Where’s the respect?”

Panicked, Baekjin lunged at him, shouting, “DIE! Why did you come to Busan?”

Effortlessly dodging, Jaegyeon grabbed his face with a smirk. “Are you fighting or crying? Pick one.”

Baekjin stumbled back, fear etched on his face. Jaegyeon continued calmly, “What’s wrong? Isn’t Busan about pride? Get your act together. What if Jinrang sees this?”

Baekjin steadied himself, a flicker of resolve returning. “Jinrang Hyung-nim... Right. I wavered for a moment,” he muttered before attacking again, this time with renewed force. Jaegyeon easily dodged each strike, smirking. “You’ve got your act together now.”

Baekjin smirked back, his confidence growing. “It’s all thanks to you. You’re nothing special, just a half-assed king.” Jaegyeon’s expression darkened, his voice dropping. “Come on. The kid’s listening.”

Behind him stood Eli Jang, his eyes wide as Jaegyeon addressed him smiling. “You’re Eli Jang, right? I’ve been scouting you. What do you think about me?” Baekjin yellled “You’re leaving an opening!”

Jaegyeon back kicked him brutal enough to leave a mark knocking him out as he sat on baejin Face kneeling his head on his knees as he spoke bitterly "How can i argue with you? When I'm just a Half-Assed King" then sweating slightly as he put a hand on his mouth "...But you irritaed me and i ended up fighting"