After his lengthy conversation with Park Jiwoo, Min Jun made his way back to the wardroom where his mother rested.
Earlier that morning, he had received an unexpected call from an unknown number. The voice on the other end had been cold and composed, yet each word dripped with an underlying menace.
It was Do Taemoon himself. The man's tone had been almost casual, as if they were discussing mundane business rather than veiled threats.
Min Jun's blood had run cold, but he kept his composure, listening intently as Do Taemoon spoke in cryptic terms about 'understanding consequences' and 'knowing one's place.'
Min Jun had quickly realized that this man was far more dangerous than he had initially thought.
Do Taemoon wasn't someone who could be easily intimidated or manipulated. He was calculating, experienced, and unflinching.
