Not even close.
But what exactly was he expecting?
His brows furrowed, like he was struggling between getting angry or feeling something he couldn't quite pinpoint.
"That's it?" he asked.
So Jeo didn't even wait to hear him out; he had already turned away.
"Don't overthink it."
Just like that.
Just like that, like taking a bullet meant nothing to him. Seo Jin's gaze dropped again to the blood.
It was spreading very quickly.
"You are bleeding a lot," Seo Jin said, a little quieter this time.
"I know," So Jeo replied calmly, with no urgency whatsoever. This wasn't his first rodeo. No need to freak out about it.
What kind of mafia boss would he be if he was afraid of bleeding?
Seo Jin clenched his fist at the attitude. "You should at least treat it."
So Jeo didn't answer, ignoring him.
One of the men stepped forward instead. "The car is ready."
So Jeo nodded once and started walking.
Like nothing happened.
Seo Jin stood there for a moment before quickly following them.
