The conference room's blastproof doors had been reduced to a heap of scrap metal.
Wooden splinters littered the floor.
The alarms were still shrieking endlessly in the corridor.
The elite Hunters of the Zodiacs had all risen to their feet.
High-level Nen pressure in every color collided wildly throughout the room.
But no one made the first move.
Because the man in the loud Hawaiian shirt was simply too unnerving.
Gon squeezed out from behind Luo Ye.
His spiky black hair was covered in dust.
But his golden eyes shone with startling intensity.
"Ging!"
Gon shouted his name.
His voice echoed through the wrecked conference room.
It drowned out even the alarms in the corridor.
Ging Freecss shuddered in the corner.
He tugged his ratty headscarf lower.
He wished he could bury his entire face inside his collar.
Half his body was hidden beneath the wreckage of the solid wooden round table.
Both hands were clamped tightly over his face.
He didn't dare lift his head to look at his own son.
Cheadle pushed her green-framed glasses up her nose.
Her gaze at Ging was filled with undisguised contempt.
Kanzai, dressed in tiger stripes, planted one foot on the shattered tabletop.
He pointed straight at Ging's nose and launched into a tirade.
"Can you even call yourself a father, you bastard?"
"Your own son nearly died out there."
"And now your creditor has come all the way to the Hunter Association headquarters to corner you."
"You've disgraced every one of us Zodiacs."
Mizaistom, wearing a cow-patterned suit, rubbed his brow irritably.
The enormous horns on his head swayed twice with the movement.
"You refuse to pay your debts."
"And then hide under a table playing dead."
"It's scum like you who ruin the Hunter Association's reputation."
Ging scratched his messy