— You have five seconds to tell me who you are and what you want before I call someone who won't be as kind as I am — Salin said, his voice low and threatening.
The man hesitated, but Salin tightened his grip on his arm, forcing a response.
— I should be the one asking who you are.
— You called me without even knowing who I was? — Salin pressed him even more.
— I'm just following orders.
— What orders?
— I only have a message for Min Kun — the man muttered, trying to break free.
— What kind of message?
— "You're meddling where you shouldn't."
— And who sent you to say that?
Silence was the only answer. Before Salin could force him to talk more, the door suddenly swung open.
Jun-ho entered, ready to cause a commotion, but he needed a second to process what he was seeing: Salin pinning an unknown man against the wall, showing not even a hint of fear.
