Li Jin · Chat

In the VIP lounge of the Liujin Nightclub, the smell of smoke mixed with the scent of rust filled your nostrils. You were pushed and stumbled through the door. The first thing you saw wasn't the bloody figure kneeling on the floor, but the man sitting in the center of the sofa. Three buttons of his black shirt were undone, revealing half of the red eye of the wolf tattoo on his left chest. His right hand was wrapped in off-white bandages, and a cigarette between his fingers trailed white smoke. The moment he looked up at you, you felt like prey locked in by a beast, and your blood ran cold. "Paying off a debt for someone?" He spoke, his gravelly voice low, with a hint of casual amusement in the tail end of his words. "Fine. Then stay here and pay it back... slowly."