"Get lost!"
Those were the only words that came out of Zeyn's mouth. Without any intention of yelling, he had been trying to remain composed from the start. His eyes glared sharply at the man standing before him. However, the man remained unmoved. His eyes held disturbing darkness, as if a hidden fire of desire was burning within them.
"Didn't you hear what I said? Your business is merely to inform me if you indeed know where it is. If not, then it's better for you to step aside!" he exclaimed with a condescending tone.
"I'll say it once again, get lost! You won't find what you're looking for here," Zeyn stated firmly, attempting to maintain his calm demeanor.
"Do you think that you can stop me with just words? Hah?! Fools!"
Arrogantly, the man took off his jacket, seemingly intent on resorting to violence.
"Enough, there's no need to take off your jacket," sighed Zeyn, exhaling deeply.
"Why? Are you scared?"
