Chapter 39.2
Pricking The Persimmon That You’re Not Allowed to Eat (2)
As I called out the name, Ju Sa-Oh, Wi Yeon-Gil turned to stare at me.
Since it was a title that only those inside his organization should know him by, I guessed that he must be alarmed.
He might even already be thinking that someone had betrayed him.
“You’ll die without even getting to see the faces of your family in your home country. The Chinese government has ground its teeth down to the bone. Because of you, they’re being shamed across the world.”
“You… who on earth are you?”
We things called humans are so complicated.
He was a murderer who had slaughtered many while treating people as objects.
Yet before he was executed, a guy like this had wept while bowing down to his mother who was watching him from afar.