. . .
Jin froze on the spot upon hearing the men and their words. He'd read enough books to know their intentions, if no fear would have entered his system if it weren't for Zeirenne being there. That was the first time in his life he ever felt useless. There was no way he'd let those guys hurt Zeirenne, but he was just a small boy against six strong men.
"I might be able to take down one or three physically," he thought to himself, "But taking down six would be critical. Outwitting them can be the only way."
He was confident he'd be able to outwit them, but with Zeirenne by his side, he had to be more careful. If he tells a blatant lie and tries to trick all their kidnappers, the possibility of Zeirenne scolding him would be more than possible. At that moment, he had to make sure she'd get fooled too.
"Uncles," he said, now acting his age--like a two-year old boy, helpless and weak. "I-I think I might need pee."
"What?!"
