Africa?

His surroundings were hazy.

A rope was tied around Yoo Hye-Sook, who was yelling something.

‘I have to go?’

He couldn’t move at all, almost as if he was tied to a pole.

‘Let go!’

He couldn’t even get his voice to work.

An Arab guy stood in front of Yoo Hye-Sook with a long knife.

“Chan! Just go!”

‘Let go! Let go! You son of a bitch!’

He didn’t even know who was holding onto him.

“Chan!”

At that moment, his body was set free.

Whoosh!

Kang Chan flung forward like a lightning strike, immediately feeling extreme pain.

He couldn’t open his eyes. He lost consciousness once again.

He didn’t know how much time had passed.

When he opened his eyes upon hearing someone calling him from far away, he saw Yoo Hyun-Yoo’s face asking, “Are you coming around?”

“Is he okay?” Kim Tae-Jin asked the doctor.

“At this rate, he’s probably going to say that he wants to be discharged by tomorrow.”

Surprisingly, Kim Tae-Jin was the one sitting beside his bed.

“You can’t...