Chapter 164: A Splinter in My Finger Hurts More (2)
Jin Mu-Won sat in the middle of the prison cell, eyes closed. He was the only inmate there. After the previous incidents, the Outer Hall Leader Dan Woon-Gang had taken measures to prevent any visitors from approaching him.
With neither visitors nor disturbances, Jin Mu-Won could finally lose himself in his thoughts. Revelling in this freedom he hadn't enjoyed in a long time, his thoughts expanded, and his imagination soared.
However, his peace was short-lived.
SLAM!
An elderly man, seemingly in his mid-to-late fifties, suddenly barged in through the prison doors. His gaunt physique, slightly irritable expression, and sharp gaze spoke of an eccentric personality.
Behind him, the Outer Hall Leader Dan Woon-Gang trailed like a dog that desperately needed to take a shit.
After briefly surveying the prison, the old man walked straight toward the cell where Jin Mu-Won was being held and looked down at Jin Mu-Won. "Are you Jin Mu-Won?" he snapped, his voice as sharp as his appearance.
Jin Mu-Won slowly opened his eyes and looked up at the old man. "Yes, I am."
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