Every member of the Choi family was stubborn, so there was no way any of them would listen to someone else’s advice if he or she had their mind set on something.

“Alright.” Baek Chul solemnly nodded.

“Oh, by the way, Captain Baek, do you remember your promise?” Ji-Ho turned his gaze toward Baek Chul and smiled.

“Hmm?”

“If I should ever die…”

“Don’t say such things!” Baek Chul shouted loudly as his eyes turned bloodshot.

Baek Chul had a bulky figure and exuded a very masculine presence, but he was a man with a surprisingly soft heart.

Ji-Ho smiled and said, “Please, I’m counting on you.”

Seeing that Baek Chul was not able to answer, Ji-Ho nodded and started to move around with his wheelchair. “I should head in and get some rest. If I don’t want Captain Baek to worry, I have to manage my health a bit more diligently.”

“…There must be some way.”

“There could be, but I don’t see it.”

After calmly prophesying his own end, Ji-Ho entered his room.

Silently watching Ji-Ho’s receding figure, Baek Chul lowered his head while clenching his fists.

***

Time passed, and the bright morning of the day of the raid soon came.

The start of such a day could be quite tense, throwing one off one’s routine, but Yu-Seong spent the morning in the same way he spent most mornings. He broke into a sweat with his early morning...