How long had it been?

    During that time, Yuk Kyung-bae had gone through countless emotional shifts.

    He had tried getting angry.

    He had tried begging.

    He had even tried cursing.@@@@

    But none of it mattered in the face of overwhelming pain.

    Especially when Su-ho ensured that he never got used to it—constantly switching up the variations to keep him suffering.

    He hadn’t even bothered to move to another location.

    Even though there was a warehouse nearby where Im Chang-sik was locked up, Su-ho had chosen to beat him down right here—on the fabricated streets inside his Subspace House.

    Why?

    Because for someone like Yuk Kyung-bae, who prized his public image above all else, being treated like trash on the street was a psychological wound in itself.

    Wiping the sweat off his brow, Su-ho finally spoke.

    "Mr. Kyung-bae."

    "Y-Yes!!"

    "Sit up properly. Let’s talk."

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