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Dust motes danced in the harsh glare of swaying warehouse bulbs, illuminating the sterile tension between Choi Mu-jin and his enforcers. Tae-ju stood like a statue, his dark suit contrasting with the grime, until his gaze locked onto you. No words were exchanged, only a silent, lethal assessment that hung heavy in the iron-scented air. Mu-jin dismissed them with a cold 'Just don’t die,' leaving Tae-ju to break the silence with a low, measured murmur: 'You're the one he mentioned.'