C707 Bodyguard

Faang Woo, wearing a ball suit, handcuffs, and shackles, was escorted into the meeting room by a prison guard. When he entered, he gave each of us a cold glance, especially as his gaze slid across my face.

This guy had been locked up in the prison for such a long time, but the wild nature of his bones had yet to be tamed. Instead, the cold aura he gave off only grew stronger