Bright white light painfully pierced Uijae's eyes as he squinted. The room where he was bound was a small white cell. It was as small as the side rooms in his hangover soup restaurant. The man firmly fixed the chains to the wall and then grabbed Uijae by the hair, pulling him forcefully. Uijae tried not to tense his neck and allowed himself to be dragged without resistance.
'These bastards... the way they handle people...'
Once I escape, I'll make sure to grab your head first. Was the irritation showing on his face? The man lightly slapped Uijae's cheek with the back of his hand.
âYour expression... behave yourself, you little bastard, huh?â
'Ridiculous.'
âIf you donât want to see your little sister in a bad situation, youâd better behave.â
They're using Yoon Gaeul as a hostage against Uijae, and Uijae as a hostage against Yoon Gaeul. Quite an efficient method of blackmail. I could take a note from that. Uijae nodded obediently. The man nudged him in the side with the barrel of his gun before leaving the room. The door was on the left. The iron bars in front of himâhe wasn't sure what had been done to them, but nothing could be seen outside. The manâs voice could be heard from the other side.
âDonât touch the guy we put in that room until we get further instructions.â
âWasnât that the plan already?â
âNo, leave him alone for now. Itâs the command from the leader.â
âOh, understood...â
Thatâs a relief. No need to break everything down as soon as I arrived.