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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