[ Pantry ]
The elevator opposite to the table suddenly opened and a haggardly man with messy hair came running at Jin Do.
Frowning, Hyun Jae turned serious and blocked the man from getting close to Jin Do. Sung Min knitted his brows and pulled Jin Do away.
The live video was still broadcasting so everyone viewing saw what had happened. Before Hyun Jae even got his men to find out who the man was, Jin Do's fans had already found out his name, address, phone number and workplace.
Jin Do smiled fondly as he looked at his fans' comments gratefully. "I'll be back later to talk to you guys, okay?" With that, he winked at them and ended his live video.
Then, he joined everyone in interrogating the seemingly crazy man. "Who are you? Why are you here?"
The man smirked, "Why should I tell you?"
Hyun Jae scoffed coldly and read Jin Do's fandom forum posts, "Won Chi Song, 44, Male. Your phone number is +82 XX XXXX YYYY. You live at 1, Jimjeondaeng-gil, Paju-si, Kangjinnam-do and work at Mijjing Press."
"Don't underestimate Do's darling fans. By the time you get released from prison, you'll be jobless, homeless, bankrupt and alone."
Hearing that, the man trembled and felt a shiver go down his spine. Sweating profusely, he begged them to let him go.
Jin Do clicked his tongue and giggled coldly, "Tell us what was your motive for coming here and I might spare you." Nobody dared to mess with him, the Little Prince of the Underworld — son of the Underworld tyrant, Han Ryong Bul.
The man nodded quickly and fearing for his life, he spilled everything without hesitation. "Mijjing's CEO, Jwina Boo had me come here to create a commotion so that we can create more scandals. I had nothing to do with this, I was merely doing my job! Th-they were using me!"
Sung Min rolled his eyes. Such a shameless person. Unexpectedly, Jin Do turned to Sung Min's direction and asked, "Darling, what do you think I should do? We could pluck out his teeth, cut his tongue, or even kill him!"
He then giggled like an innocent little girl, his eyes glinting with an undescribable ruthlessness, "I like my third suggestion the most though."
Sung Min could feel a headache coming, "Just pluck his teeth. Destroy the micro-cam he attached to his sleeves. I'll go pay Jwina Boo a visit."
Hyun Jae gave Jin Do a 'do whatever you want to do' sign by shooting him a cheeky smile and wink before running after Sung Min.
[ Mijjing's CEO's Office ]
After donning a wooden Japanese demon mask, Hyun Jae kicked the tightly shut door open, spoiling the lock immediately. He looked at Jwina Boo indifferently, "A little birdie told me that you had your friend pay a visit to my darling Do."
Jwina Boo glared at him, "Tsk. It seems like ten million won wasn't enough for him to keep his mouth shut, useless pig."
Sung Min laughed like it was the funniest joke he had ever heard, "Money over his life? God, this is too funny. I wonder where your braincells are, daring to offend the Underworld's Little Prince."
Hyun Jae snickered, "What braincells? The only thing that's in her brain is water."
Clenching her fists angrily, Jwina Boo shouted at them. "What do you want? Money is not a problem!"
"Money?" The ends of his lips curled up and he shifted his eyes to look at his childhood friend. "Min, tell this scum whether I want her disgusting money."
Sung Min shook his head, laughing louder than before. "Him? Wanting your money? Oh gosh, you're such a joker. Just being this close to you makes him want to puke."
Abruptly stopping his crazy laugh session, he pulled out a pistol from his pocket and looked at it fondly. "I've not used this baby for a long time." He looked at Jwina Boo and smiled, "Since you sent your friend to play with our Do, we naturally have to return this favor and play with you too."
Breaking out in a cold sweat, Jwina Boo took five steps backward, her hands cold and clammy. Dread twisted in her gut when she found her back slamming into the glass window behind her. "Stop there! What do you want to do? I... I'm not scared of you!"
Hyun Jae scoffed at her. "Min, halt. I'll do this instead." Pulling out a pair of gloves and a dagger from his pockets, he walked towards the scum of a human with clear disdain in his eyes.
He pressed his dagger against her neck, drawing out a line of blood trickling down slowly. "Such a heartless garbage. You obviously knew you were sending that man to his death by having him offend Jin Do."
Her voice edged with fear, she whispered with bitter hatred. "Who... are... you...?"
Ruthlessly, Hyun Jae smashed the window and threw her out. "Kim Hyun Jae." Sung Min pursed his lips, "Excuse me, but this is the 30th floor. The police will definitely know it's murder and not suicide," he reminded.
Shifting his eyes to Sung Min, Hyun Jae giggled and replied, "Oops."
Obviously, a hidden genius like Hyun Jae would know that. However, whether the police were brave enough to accuse him of murder was a whole different matter.
Plus, he knew that this was certainly not Jwina Boo's scheme. She was not bold enough to scheme and act against him. Someone else was behind this... and he wanted to let that person know, Kim Hyun Jae is not easy to bully.