— Have you heard the reports from the Promise Club? — Said one of the founders of the association, slamming his hand on the table. — Jun-ho didn't just clean up the place. He had the drink supplier killed and wiped the cameras.
Five elderly men were seated around a solid wood table. The air was heavy.
The other part of the association was present online.
Everyone was distressed, worried about Jun-ho's potential retaliation taking on national and international proportions.
— The problem isn't the cleanup — retorted another councilor, Mr. Choi. — The problem is his look. My informants said he has that look again.
A silence fell over the table. Everyone knew what he was talking about.
— The "monster" — whispered a third man. — It hasn't been long since we saw Jun-ho like this.
— The look from the time he decimated the Howlers.
— After that he became more mature, probably to keep the boy by his side.
