"You thought I would let you live peacefully after seeing the amount of effort you put into making that video?" Jin asked with narrowed eyes as he slowly rose from his seat.
The knife in his hand shone with a menacing light, and Rogan couldn't help but be fear-stricken.
Frightened, he haphazardly tried to move his body, but realizing that both his hands and legs were tightly bound, he resorted to the only thing he could do.
"HEEEELP!"
"GUARDS! HE WANTS TO KILL ME!"
"GUARDSSS!"
Jin slowly approached Rogan's fear. He deliberately didn't tell him that all the guards had been killed so that he would keep on struggling until the very end.
"Keep calling. If you're good, maybe someone will come and help," Jin smirked while looking down as he finally stood just a few centimeters away from him.
"Y-You… w-what are you p-planning to do?!" Rogan asked, trembling in fear.
Hearing this, Jin smiled brightly and bent down a little.
Pat!
Pat!
