Before Run's men beat a man without sphincter on his neck, his unbearable shouting numbed his face, and his big man was exhausted in an instant. Unconsciously he sat in his chair, but his consciousness was still clear, and both ears heard one of his subordinates asking him what to do with him for insulting his own master. He refused. When his expression became clear, and how angry he was at what he had just said, he put on an unabashed look, and then he grabbed his hair and looked up into his eyes, while his voice was stiff.
"Say whatever you want. Your voice is just barking. Anyway, you are mine. If you want to be free again, go to hell."
"You killed me, why did you do this?" Chanin challenged me not to forget.
"I told you that if you die, it will be no fun. If you want to die, then fi
