Chapter 47.1
I Am Your Father (1)
“Hello. It’s nice to meet you.”
I didn’t get discouraged by his superior presence and offered him a handshake. However he just stared at me intently. Sang-Ho, who was standing next to me, grabbed my hand and lowered it.
“Godfather-nim does not like to make physical contact.”
Ah. I had forgotten.
Jeom Mal-Seok wasn’t just a man who preached his own made-up scriptures while calling himself the representative of the Heavenly Father. Here, his words weren’t just law, they were upheld as divine truth.
One of the integral parts of many cults was claiming that they could miraculously cure any disease with a touch. So while saying that his hands were divinely blessed by the Father, he had pervertedly groped the bodies of his female believers. I remembered hearing that he had done all sorts of things to them with the excuse of recharging his depleted spiritual energy.
“Handshakes are a meaningless gesture.”
With a cold smile, perhaps an attempt to appear void of human emotion, he ran his gaze over us. His eyes stopped when they reached Chief Kim, who had taken out his cell phone and was attempting to contact the boat’s captain.