The scene changes to the taxi. Vincenzo is sitting on the ground with the car's support. 

"Well, your condition is not so good," Vittorio says to Vincenzo who glares at him. 

"His meals must have been salty. I didn't even ask him to drink it. He just drank on his own. Hey, didn't I tell you, when I saw him at the airport, I knew he was loaded." A man says checking Vincenzo's wallet. 

"Gosh, this is a designer bag too." The taxi driver says who was checking Vincenzo's bag. He notices an envelope. "Wait. What's this?" He asks and takes out the money. They start hitting each other in excitement and happiness.

"Holy shit." 

Vincenzo was getting angrier by what was happening and made a mental note to kill these punks once, he is out of this theatre. 

"Hey." The man points at Vincenzo's watch. "Look at his watch." He takes it out. "If this is authentic, it will cost over 100 million won." 

"And... they hit a jackpot," Vittorio commented. 

"Hey. It can't be a knockoff, right?" The taxi driver asks. 

Vincenzo scoffed at this. 

"Gosh, no way." The man says in disbelief.

"Right? Right." The taxi driver says while checking through his stuff.

"Look at his style. He would never wear a fake watch. Hey. He even smells really good." The man says while sniffling Vincenzo's scent. 

Vincenzo was now horrified while Vittorio was trying to contain his laughter. 

"Really? Find his cologne too." The driver says while Vincenzo gets his consciousness back. he coughs. 

"Finally, you got up. I thought you were gonna be unconscious for the whole time," Vittorio says and was going to continue but his brother's deadly stare sealed his lips. 

"You are up." The man says. He looks at them in confusion.

"Who are you guys?" He asks.

"Us? We are what you think we are." The taxi driver says. 

Some of them gasped at this statement thinking it was a bit cool. 

"Seriously?"

"Gosh, that sounded so cool." They shake each other's hands in a cool manner. 

This time Vittorio scoffed. 

"Cool, my ass. You fucking robbers!" Vittorio muttered. 

"I told you, you were talented."

"Drop the beat." The other man kicks Vincenzo and he loses his conscience once again. 

Vincenzo sighs and knowing that his future self has been robbed very badly. 

After some time, he regains his conscience and notices they are gone. Then, he sees a paper wrapped in his finger which had '50,000 won' written on it. Vincenzo takes it off and sits on the ground. He sees his arms and then screams at the top of his lungs. He stands up and points to the sky. 

Most of them chuckled at this but Vittorio was laughing the loudest. 

"I swear I am going to catch you assholes and kill you! I swear to god I will! Stupid Korea, Stupid Korea!" He hears a dog barking. "Be quiet! I told you to be quiet!" But the dog continues barking. "Shit! Damn it! Shut up!" He walks to and fro and then picks up the paper ring. "Damn it. Damn it!" He curses while running away from there. 

There was immense laughter filling the theatre and Vincenzo was just sulking in his seat looking annoyed. 

The scene changes to the bus stop. Vincenzo was looking at a 50,000 note and crushes it. 

"50,000 won. Damn Korea! Damn it! Damn Korea! You are dead." He shouts looking towards the sky. "Damn it! Damn it!" People start looking at him. 

Vincenzo glared at his brother, who had tears running down his eyes as he clutched his stomach and laughed hard. Vittorio who was aware of his brother's reaction spoke. 

"I am sorry- I just can't" He tried to contain his laugh but deliberately failed to do so. 

Vincenzo is seen sitting inside the bus. "Look over there. He seems like a nice person now that I get a closer look. He's so handsome." 

"He is."

"He seems nice."

"Yes."

"She only likes handsome guys."

"Seriously."

"Gosh." Vincenzo heard a bunch of people talking about him. A man got up from his seat and walked in Vincenzo's direction. He hits his arm. "Here." He shows Vincenzo the wipes and shows him how to use them. "Like this. Go ahead." He gives Vincenzo the wipes. Vincenzo takes it. 

"Looks like he was beaten up." 

"He was not beaten up he was robbed," Cha-young says and Vincenzo looked like he could kill the woman at any moment. 

"Really?"

"He sure is handsome." 

"That's all you care about." Vincenzo sees the dust on his face by looking in the reflection. He uses the wipe to clean his face. Vincenzo leans towards the window and sees the surroundings outside.

The scene changes to Vittorio's apartment. He was sitting on his bed looking out at the sky. He was staring at it. Suddenly, someone hugs him from behind. Vittorio smiles recognizing the familiar touch. He pulls the person closer and makes him sit on his lap. 

The laughing environment turned into a serious one as people didn't forget what was shown at the start. A faint smile appeared on Vittorio's face who was wishing that all that was made them see before was just a stupid dream and did not happen in reality?  

"Finally, you came back," Jun-woo says to his lover. 

"How could I not? After all, it was you who whose missed calls and texts were constantly buzzing in my phone, Mio Principe" Vittorio says and the man chuckles. 

Jun-woo felt so happy hearing the Italian nickname Vittorio uses to call him. 

"I love when you call me that. I missed you so much, Dae-hyun" 

"I know this isn't a question I should ask at this moment but Dae-hyun is not your real name right?" Larry asked. 

"Dae-hyun is the name my birth mother gave me" Vittorio answers slightly uncomfortable about mentioning his mother.   

"I missed you too, Jun-woo," Vittorio says and the two share a small but sweet kiss. 

Han-seo was the one who was shocked by his brother and his best friend's relationship the most. But now that he knew of that, he promised himself that if the future doesn't reveal his brother's secret he will tell the truth to Vittorio because his friend doesn't deserve to be deceived. 

Vincenzo was mentally preparing millions of ways to kill Jun-woo. He wasn't going to let the boy take his brother, not after what he saw. 

They leaned again for another kiss but Jun-woo's phone starts buzzing. 

"Fuck!" Vittorio curses as his whole mood was ruined. 

"Sorry. I have to go. Boss called" Jun-woo says and gets his things. 

"I swear I will kill that boss of yours," Vittorio says in anger, and Jun-woo chuckles. 

Mr. Han gulped in fear at this, scared of the younger Cassano. 

"There is no need to kill anyone" He leans into peck Vittorio's lips last time before leaving. "I am leaving, Bye" He waves his hand and then, walks out of the door. Vittorio sighs and sits on the bed. 

The scene changes. 

Vincenzo finally reaches the Geumga Plaza. He walks and stands in front of it.

"My goal is tearing down this building," Vincenzo says in his mind. 

"Why do you want to destroy the building?" Mr. Han asks. 

"You will see" Vittorio answers. 

"What do you need advice with?" The screen flashes- '5 YEARS AGO, MILAN CASSANO FAMILY'S STUDY'

"My friend, Fabio, told me that you and your brother knew a safe way to hide my gold." The tycoon said in Chinese.

"He said his old friend, Fabio, told him that you would tell him how to safely hide his gold." Mr. Cho says to Vincenzo and Vittorio who nod. 

"I want to hide my gold in Korea, not China. And it must be kept safe to the point that no one can steal it." The tycoon tells them.

"He wants to hide it in Korea. And he wants it safe to the point where no one call steals it." Mr. Cho translates what the Chinese tycoon said. Vittorio nods and Vincenzo clicks his lighter. 

Most of them understood where this is going. 

The camera focuses on Geumga Plaza. "There is this method our family uses that has been passed down for 50 years." The camera now moves inside the building and into the basement. "Buy an old building in Korea. Buy the building under my friend. Mr. Cho's name so you don't raise in suspicions. And then, make one of the lots look like either a shop or a company." Workers are shown getting inside the basement and the 'UNDER CONSTRUCTION' sign is on the gate. "And hire technicians to create a secret room in the basement to store your gold." Workers are shown constructing a secret room. Then, other men came with gold filled in the bags. "To avoid getting caught, transport the gold little by little." Workers there are seen transferring the gold inside. "To open the secret room, the biometric system that recognizes only you should be utilized." The biometric system scans the tycoon's retina and then, he opens it. "It must only recognize you. Not even your family or friends." The tycoon goes inside the vault and smiles as he sees his gold. He places a gold sculpture of Buddha on the pile of gold bricks. "But there's more. That secret room comes with a special feature." 

All of them gasped in surprise at this except, the Cassano brothers and Han-seo who were already aware of that. 

The camera focuses back on Vincenzo in present. 

"What the hell happened to you?" A voice comes from behind. Vincenzo turns behind to see Vittorio standing there. 

"Nothing. Just some people I had to take care of" Vincenzo answered but Vittorio knew he was lying. He tried to stiff his laughter knowing very well what happened to his brother while Vincenzo just glared at him. 

"You are very bad at lying, hyung!" Vittorio says only to earn a light smack on his shoulder from his older brother. 

"You-" Vincenzo was about to snap but a voice interrupted them. They turned around to see a man with glasses and a suitcase.  

"Sir." Mr. Cho says as he approaches them.  

"Mr. Cho. Have you been well?" Vincenzo asks him.

"Yes." Mr. Cho replies and shakes his hand. Then, he notices Vincenzo's state. "What on Earth happened to you?" He asks him. Vincenzo smiled with a little embarrassment while fixing his tie.

"It's nothing," Vincenzo replies. 

"Mr. Vittorio, how have you been?" Mr. Cho asks the younger Cassano. 

"I have been doing well and I hope you also have been good" Vittorio replies and Mr. Cho smiles. 

Lee notices the Cassano brothers and Mr. Cho standing outside talking with each other. He hides behind the wall and listens to their conversation. 

Lee in the theatre sunk his seat as the gaze of the Cassano brother tried to find him. 

"What about my residence? It has two rooms like I asked right?" Vincenzo asks. 

"Yes. I heard it you were coming, so I had it cleaned. And I also put away your items and clothes from Italy. Let's get going now." Mr. Cho replied and Vincenzo nodded. 

"Okay," Vincenzo said and walked beside Mr. Cho to Plaza's entrance. Vittorio followed them. 

"How are things going?" Vincenzo asked. 

"As you read it in the file, the Development Opposition Committee has been formed. I already told them that I wouldn't sell off the building. But they wouldn't believe me" He explained "Oh, right. Babel E&C bought all the shops around the plaza" He added. Vittorio was simply listening and Vincenzo asked again. 

"Any other pressure from Babel E&C?" 

"Nothing, other than the team leader of Investment and Development coming here daily to make an offer," He said as they both nodded. Lee continued following them from behind.

They soon walked to the third level, heading towards their residence that Vincenzo had prepared days ago. The brothers looked around and Vittorio leaned on the cement balcony, looking down. Meanwhile, Mr. Cho opened the door for Vittorio. 

Vincenzo noticed something underneath his palm. He raised his hand and gum was sticking on his hand as he looked at it with a disgusted look. 

Laughter broke out in the hall. And Vincenzo was continuously muttering some curses in Italian which Vittorio was finding very amusing.  

"Sir" Mr. Cho called, looking at his palm with shock while Vittorio started laughing. "The bathroom..."

"Damn it" He cursed in Italian as he headed inside while Vittorio stepped aside for his brother to go inside as he tried to stifle his laugh but failed to do so which earned him a murderous glare. 

"Shut up" He hissed at his younger brother who just shook his head and grinned. 

"I can't" 

Vittorio was sinking in his seat as he was daggers and deadly glares from his brother which could kill him any moment. 

Vincenzo sighed and headed straight to the bathroom to take off the gum from his palm. 

Mr. Cho looked like he was about to laugh too but noticing the grin from Vittorio he just smiled. They walked inside the room. 

Mr. Cho turned on the lights as Vincenzo pushed a curtain aside. The bright lights shone at him as he squinted his eyes and looked around the small apartment. A dusty sofa came into their view, alongside a cabinet that was supporting a tv, a small table that was covered with a white cloth, and a small kitchen on their left. 

"It is not that bad" Vittorio commented. 

Mr. Cho cleared his throat as he pointed at the two doors on Vincenzo's right "I already set up the bed and blankets for both of you" They both looked at the doors as Mr. Cho continued "And I will schedule a meeting with the tenants tomorrow." 

Vincenzo nodded "Okay. Sure" 

"Once this project is done, are you both interested in staying in Korea?" He asked, looking at Vittorio who was still observing the apartment. Vincenzo was checking the table. They looked at each other and answered. 

The Cassano brothers knew what their future selves' answers would be. 

"No." 

"I see. I put your new cell phone, cash, and the things you asked for in the bedroom"

"Okay. Thank you" Vincenzo nodded as he looked up at the ceiling, noticing some decorations sticking at the ceiling. Stars and space stickers that can shine in the dark came into his sight. Vittorio who was looking at the living room followed his brother's gaze. Vincenzo's face wasn't giving any happy reaction at all "What's that?" Vincenzo asked as Mr. Cho looked at it. 

"Don't tell me you don't like them?" Cha-young asked Vincenzo. 

"I don't" Vincenzo sternly replied. 

"Oh, the previous tenants put them up." He pointed at the ceiling. "Should I get them off?"

"That's fine, I won't be here for long" Vincenzo answered as he walked to his bedroom while Mr. Cho looked up once again. 

"Gosh, that's a lot" He quietly said. 

"Well, it is quite cute," Vittorio said.  

The scene changes to Jipuragi Law Firm. Lee is now sitting with Mr. Hong and Mr. Nam. 

"Really?" Mr. Hong asks. 

"I definitely saw a man at the entrance with the building owner and the man who is mostly with our building owner" 

"Mr. Park?" Mr. Hong asks and Lee nodded.  

The tenants now realized who that person was. They remembered Vittorio with Mr. Han many times but they never interacted directly. When his work was over he simply leaves from there. 

"Yes. So, I followed them. But it looks he even rented out a housing unit upstairs from us." Lee says while holding a pencil in his hand. 

"A housing unit?" Mr. Hong asks him.

"Yes." Lee replies.

"When you saw him, what's the vibe you got from him?" Mr. Nam asked Lee. He thought for a second and then replied.

"He kind of gave an eerie vibe. What was that movie called?" Lee was thinking while Mr. Hong looked at the table. "He looked like a handsome movie villain." 

"Handsome movie villain, huh?" Vincenzo says in anger in Italian. Vittorio chuckled at this leaving the rest of them confused. 

"Did you know? Handsome villains are scarier and more brutal." Mr. Nam says while looking down at the table and then, at Lee. Lee put the pencil aside and leaned on the chair and spoke.

"That must be why people are scared of me. Goodness." Lee says while praising himself. 

Lee's wife scoffed at this. 

"You think you like a handsome villain? How delusional are you?" Lee was getting embarrassed now. 

"Mr. Lee, people aren't scared of you." Mr. Hong says while Mr. Nam nods his head in agreement. Lee looked at Mr. Nam and then, Mr. Hong and then spoke.

"Should I go scare him and get some information? Like who he is and why is he here..." He asks while Mr. Hong just simply ignores his statement. "Mr. Nam. Come closer. Come." Lee signals with his hands. Mr. Nam leans a bit forward and Lee grabs his neck. 

"What are you doing Mr. Lee?" Cha-young asked. 

"I will grab his throat and twist to the side. Then, he will start talking." He does the same to Mr. Nam as he speaks.

"Name?" Lee asks.

"Nam Ju-sung." Mr. Nam replies quickly.

"Where are you from?" He asks.

"Wangsimni." Mr. Nam answers.

"Favourite food?"

"Tteokbokki" 

Mr. Nam was watching the scene in horror, he put his hand on his throat which Lee grabbed. 

"Let go of his throat now." Mr. Hong says.

"Okay. Okay, you are good." Lee replies and leaves Nam's throat.

"Tell the rest of the tenants. Hurry." Mr. Hong says.

"Okay." Lee replies.

The scene changes to the elevator. Vincenzo and Vittorio then walk outside, heading towards the third floor as they stepped out of the elevator and saw the lights flickering in the corridor. Windows on their left, and lots of empty stores that were already bought by Babel E&C. 

"Most of the existing tenants moved out. We have some tenants left on the third floor" Mr. Cho said as Vincenzo asked.

"Why is that?"

"The lawyer in the opposition committee is on the third floor. So, that must have played a part in it." Mr. Cho answers.

Vincenzo looked at the front as the three heard a piano melody in the corridor. Decided to check it out, they followed the melody and saw a girl in a white dress, playing the piano in the room. She looked like she was possessed as she flipped her hair, facing them and her hair covering her face because of the movements. 

Most of them gasped at this. Even Mi-ri herself got scared. 

"Goodness" 

"Gosh, you scared me Mi-ri" 

Mr. Cho gasped as Vincenzo looked at him. Vittorio watched the girl's hands delicately hitting the keys, creating a beautiful yet creepy melody. 

Vittorio on the other hand was admiring the elegant music that the girl was playing. 

"You have a very admirable talent" 

"Thank you," Mi-ri says with a sweet smile. 

Vincenzo looked at Mr. Cho who was flustered by the sudden action of the tenant. "The tenants in this building are very cautious of me" He explained as the girl continued to play the piano, ignoring the three of them while Vincenzo said, "This is interesting." 

"Indeed," Vittorio says. 

"Indeed, it is," Vittorio says in agreement. 

They stopped at a dry cleaning laundry where an old man was drying some clothes with an iron in his hand. The old man noticed them as Mr. Cho bowed, smiling and greeting him politely behind the wooden glass sliding door that was separating them. But the old man did the opposite. He took the iron and did a cutting sign on his neck, making his smile slowly vanish. 

Vittorio sighed. "And here we go"

Vincenzo gulped as the old man continued to dry the clothes, but his eyes stayed on them with threats behind them.

"Well..."

"Gosh."

Vincenzo scoffed and smiled a little with irritation, moving on to the next store that the tenants still use, he saw an Italian restaurant. 

"An Italian restaurant?" Vincenzo asks. 

The brothers looked at each other with excitement as they saw a man in his chef attire with a plate of raw chicken and a knife in his other hand with excitement. He was twirling around while humming a song.

"They even have an Italian restaurant," Vincenzo said and stepped closer to the door to get a closer look at the chef.

"Yes," Mr. Cho answered as the chef turned to them with the same glare that he has been getting ever since they arrived here. 

"Gosh!" Vincenzo says in irritation. 

"Well, at least we know why are they behaving like this. I am sure our future selves have gone crazy by this time" Vittorio says. 

"Well, this is the usual routine." Mr. Cho said, clearing his throat.

The chef did the same gesture as the old man at the laundry place did and pointed it at the chicken.

They then decided to move on and now, they were greeted by a studio. "This is a dancing studio." Mr. Cho said as they saw a man laying on the floor with his body twisting weirdly. 

"Oh, fuck!" Vittorio cursed in Italian. 

"Oh my god, is he okay?" Vittorio asked. 

"What's wrong with him? Is he sick?" Vincenzo also asked but before Mr. Cho could answer them, the man suddenly lunged forward, surprising them. 

They gasped at this and Vincenzo put a hand on his chest. 

Mr. Cho yelped and covered his body with his bag while Vincenzo just looked at him with an amused expression.

"He's definitely sick," He said and looked at his brother who nodded in agreement. 

Larry looked a little offended by this. 

Vittorio stepped aside and leaned on the window to calm himself down. 

"Are you okay?" Vincenzo asked in a worried tone but clearly, he was stifling his laughter. 

"Shut up!" Vittorio says in sync with his on-screen self making the rest of them laugh. 

"Shut up," Vittorio says in an angered tone while sending glares to his brother. 

"Let's move on," Mr. Cho said as the Cassano brothers nodded, following the man to another store. 

"Don't eat it then. Give me that" They could hear a woman's voice as they stopped at the window that was covered with a metal railing.

"You're basically telling me that my food is awful!"

"It's just fishy," The other man said as the woman hit his arm.

"Your good looks can't save your ass," She said as she grab the man's collar. Vincenzo scoffed in amazement and stepped closer.

"I'm a dirt-poor and have no connections! That's everything I've got!" The woman pushed the man, hitting the window as Mr. Cho gasped loudly. Vittorio was looking at the scene with a bit of concern but at the same time admired the woman's strength. The tenants are surely not ordinary. 

Mr. Lee was sinking in his seat watching the scene in horror, scared of his wife's action. Lee's wife was glaring at him. If glares could kill, Lee would have been dead till now. 

"Stop it!" The man yelled in pain as the woman slammed his hand and looked at the two furiously.

Vincenzo and Vittorio looked at them in concern but at the same time, had enough of the tenant's behavior. 

"I tap out!" The poor man chocked out as the woman said.

"What are you looking at?" Vincenzo closed his eyes and hang his head low, looking at the floor while Mr. Cho's mouth was still hanging open, looking at them with shock and concern. 

Mr. Cho's mouth here also was hung open. 

Vincenzo looked at Mr. Cho and nodded while smiling. He followed Vincenzo and got startled by a high school boy. 

"Save me!" The boy suddenly appeared from the bar as the three stepped aback, clearly surprised by all of the commotions. 

"Seriously!" Vincenzo yelled rubbing his chest with his hand. 

Vittorio leaned on his brother's shoulder who was leaning on the window as they gasped and looked at the boy and a woman inside with wide eyes. The woman was hitting him with a pair of pink rubber gloves. 

Hee-soo's son was looking at the scene in horror. He was just praying in his mind that his future self doesn't die from his mom's beatings. 

"How could you only get 18 points on your Korean test? Seriously?" 

"You got 18 points on your Korean test?" Hee-soo yelled at his son who was trying to hide under the seat. "Just wait, as soon as all this gets over I will make sure to give you a better beating than that" 

The woman yelled as the three of them turned their gaze to the other building where the girl was playing the piano. She looked possessed and played the piano with her hair flipped everywhere. Mr. Cho noticed it and gasped at the scene. 

Most of them gasped at the scene with on-screen Mr. Cho. 

"I did my best"

"Are you a foreigner?"

The Cassano brothers then turned to look at the boy and the woman who was still fighting. 

"Are you not from here? Are you from the states?" Vincenzo put his hand on his chest, eyes on the woman and the high school boy.

"Get your guard up. Do it, you brat!" She then jumped up and down with her fists up. The boy was on the verge of crying as he did the same weakly. "Keep your guard up, you punk" 

Hee-soo's son in the hall's condition didn't see better than his future self. He was sure his future self is going to die by his mom's beatings. 

Vincenzo and Vittorio stepped forward, completely shocked by their actions as they watched the fight. The woman was grabbing and yanking his hair while her son was yelling in pain. It goes on until the woman and the boy saw the two of them and she instantly stopped. Mr. Cho quickly bowed as the boy whimpered. 

"Please save me. She's going to kill me" 

"Even we mafias are scared of this, we can't save you kiddo!" Vittorio says remembering his mom's beatings. 

"You don't deserve to be saved" She then continued to hit him with her pink rubber gloves.

"Mom it hurts" He whined but the mother ignored his whining. Vincenzo laughed slightly. 

"Mom!" 

"You're a disgrace to this town!" They continued to fight while Vincenzo laughed at the sight of the boy getting hit by his mother. Vittorio couldn't help but pity the son but somewhere he was also having fun. 

"I didn't give birth to an idiot" 

"They must be insane," Vincenzo said while laughing as he took his jacket suit off, leaving him with a white dress shirt and a grey vest. He sighed and angrily huffed. 

"It is insane!" Vincenzo says in Italian. 

"Yes. This is supposed to hurt!" The woman yelled again while Mr. Cho asked 'what?' to Vincenzo. He walks away with Vittorio and Mr. Cho catches up with them. 

Vincenzo let out his breath and leaned on the wall that has a big wooden sign, saying 'Jipuragi law firm'. He is slowly becoming crazy like the tenants. Vittorio was rubbing his back helping him to calm down while chuckling slightly. 

Vittorio here was also having fun seeing his brother's condition. 

Vincenzo then realized what he was leaning on, and fixed his hair that has become messy, and faced Mr. Cho.