Chapter 23: The Voting Results (1)
Come under my wing?
Jo Joong-sik nodded at Ryu Mins question.
Yeah, submit to me, and I will show you mercy.
Jo Joong-sik twirled his dagger in his hand, making it clear that he meant business.
Ryu Min couldnt help but let out a chuckle, finding the situation somewhat amusing.
Ha, whats so funny? Jo Joong-sik demanded, clearly annoyed.
Ignoring Jo Joong-siks stern expression, Ryu Min instantly opened his inventory.
With a swift movement, a massive sickle appeared in his hand, making Jo Joong-siks dagger look like a toothpick.
Jo Joong-sik swallowed hard, feeling a bead of sweat rolling down his forehead.
Where did you get that weapon? he asked, trying to mask his fear with a snarl.
Kneel, Ryu Min commanded, his voice ice-cold.
If you admit your mistake and kneel down now, Ill let you go, Ryu Min added, his voice as sharp as the edge of his weapon.